Chapter 605 Trial
"Breaking the rules is difficult, but making the rules is easy."

Old Zhao reminded Mo Lin again, "You may have some misconceptions."

Fist can only decide victory or defeat; power can change the rules.

These words were like a wake-up call for Mo Lin.

Before Molin came here, he never thought that power could change anything.

At least in Mo Lin's understanding, the rules of the world have been broken since the strange things descended upon it.

There is no such thing as a right.

But after arriving here, Molin changed his mind.

Just as Lao Zhao said.

Those two are the managers of the East District.

A single sentence can revive the East District, or it can destroy the entire East District.

"How can you manage the entire East District?"

Mo Lin felt that his words were not clear enough, so he said again, "Why should those forces in the Eastern District listen to the two of you?"

Is it a bit difficult for two people to manage the entire East District and make all the forces in the East District obey them?

Old Gao smiled helplessly, "You'll understand when you become a manager."

He didn't say it explicitly, because some things can't be explained in just a few words.

They said Mo Lin wouldn't become the manager of the East District, but Mo Lin didn't understand.

If Mo Lin becomes the manager of the East District, he will understand everything even if they don't say it.

Mo Lin and Luo Xiaoxiao were then led into a high-rise building.

The two took the elevator to the seventh floor and were led into a room.

Besides Mo Lin and Luo Xiaoxiao, there are other people living in this building.

It seems like all the outsiders have been assigned to this place.

This is a double bed.

Mo Lin lay in bed, pondering the conversation between Lao Gao and Lao Zhao earlier that day.

Mo Lin immediately realized that if he wanted to change the East District, he had to become the manager of the East District.

However, neither Lao Zhao nor Lao Gao explained how to become a manager.

It probably won't be that simple.

The next day.

Dong Dong Dong...
Mo Lin was awakened by a knock on the door.

Mo Lin opened the door, and it was the middle-aged man who had informed him a few days ago that he had been selected for a share of the seasonal profits.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Tang Yu."

Tang Yu said to Mo Lin, "Go downstairs to meet up."

So Mo Lin went downstairs, while Luo Xiaoxiao, who wasn't eligible to participate in the distribution of money, stayed inside and waited.

Tang Yu calmly knocked on each door, informing everyone to go down and assemble.

Mo Lin went downstairs and quickly noticed something was amiss.

Are there too many people participating in the money-sharing event?

When Mo Lin came down, there were already more than fifty people downstairs.

Moreover, people upstairs are still coming down one after another.

It lasted for more than thirty minutes.

There were already about 300 people gathered downstairs.

This number is simply too large.

Mo Lin glanced around but didn't see anyone he recognized.

Tang Yu stood in front of everyone and slowly announced, "You all have a chance to participate in the season's money-sharing program."

Your abilities have all been verified.

Mo Lin was a little confused about how Tang Yu and the others tested everyone's strength.

Mo Lin glanced around, which meant that all three hundred-plus people were quite strong.

Without Mo Lin summoning Nüba, she shouldn't be much weaker than Mo Lin.

"You guys have only passed the preliminary selection; the next step is to compete for the spots."

"You can only choose ten from among you," Tang Yu announced again.

Mo Lin was not surprised.

It's impossible for more than 300 people to participate in the distribution of money at the same time.

"Choose ten? Does that mean we, over three hundred people, are going to kill each other?" a man stepped forward and asked doubtfully.

Upon hearing the phrase "fighting among themselves," everyone's expressions turned grim. Cultivation was arduous for everyone, and dying by self-destruction was a rather humiliating way to die.

At least many people are unwilling.

"I will take you to the Temple of Evil Spirits. Whoever can stay in the Temple of Evil Spirits for three days and come out alive will advance to the next level."

"If we can slay the evil spirits, we can get extra points," Tang Yu announced to the crowd.

"An evil temple? Oh my god, I give up."

A man stepped forward and voluntarily gave up, saying, "I accidentally entered an evil temple half a year ago and almost died inside. I'm not going."

“We’d rather die than go to that evil temple,” another man said, adding, “I’m giving up too.”

One by one, about a dozen people gave up.

Mo Lin had known this word for a long time: evil spirits.

They come from the same place as evil spirits, but they are not of the same type.

Just like ghosts and immortals.

Evil spirits and evil spirits are two opposing forces.

Mo Lin had heard of evil spirits before, but had never seen one.

Mo Lin had only seen evil spirits.

Those who stayed behind were all people who were willing to go to the evil temple.

"Those who stayed behind, come with me." Tang Yu led the group to the evil temple.

The group boarded a large ship and sailed for more than an hour before arriving in the southern district.

The East District is haunted by evil spirits, and the South District is haunted by malevolent spirits.

Even now, evil spirits are a problem that the Southern District cannot solve.

On the ship, people have begun to form cliques and factions.

Form your own team so you can survive the next evil temple.

One person's strength is ultimately small, but when they band together, they become very strong.

"Brother, where are you from?" a young man walked over and asked Mo Lin.

“East District,” Mo Lin answered slowly.

Upon hearing the words "East District," the young man immediately turned and left, refusing to utter a single word.

After that, people continued to approach Mo Lin, but as soon as they heard the word "East District," they would avoid him.

Moreover, Molin noticed something: it seemed that he was the only one who had come to the East District.

At least Merlin hasn't encountered anyone from the East District yet.

"What's wrong with the people in the East District? Is there a problem?" Mo Lin asked, looking confused.

A long-haired woman kindly reminded Mo Lin, "People from the East District attract evil spirits."

Be careful when you go to a haunted temple.

"People from the East District attract evil spirits? Why?" Mo Lin asked the long-haired woman, puzzled.

“You have the aura of evil spirits on you, and evil spirits hate evil spirits the most.”

"You have the aura of evil spirits on you. Those evil spirits will definitely find you immediately and kill you." The long-haired woman warned Mo Lin.

Clearly, this group of people knows a lot of information.

I don't know how much time passed, but we finally arrived at our destination.

It's nighttime now, and there's not a single light outside.

The only light came from Tang Yu's flashlight.

"The evil temple is just ahead, go ahead."

Tang Yu pointed to the evil temple in front of him and spoke slowly.

Mo Lin was speechless when he looked at the evil temple.

With an area of ​​several thousand square meters, can this still be called a temple?

This is totally a town, isn't it?

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a town of evil spirits.

The test this time is simple: stay inside for three days.

Hundreds of people disembarked, went ashore, and entered the area of ​​the evil temple.

Mo Lin followed the crowd inside.

Upon entering the area of ​​the evil temple, one could clearly feel a chill.

Mo Lin casually found a place to stay.

You don't need to do anything; just stay here for three days.

(End of this chapter)

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