A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 101 How many of you are talking to me like this?
"You? Carrying the banner?"

Peng Xiujie didn't say much. After all, the situation was stronger than the people. But from the expression on his face, it was clear that he didn't believe it.

At this point, he was able to see Zhong Xie's own level of weirdness.

This is only in his twenties, much lower than other young deans.

The ghost story abilities that these young deans cultivate are often their own. They are extremely steady when cultivating their own ghost stories, focusing on strengthening the foundation and proceeding step by step. Therefore, the efficiency of upgrading is very low, but they possess strength far exceeding that of ordinary ghost story users of the same level.

Furthermore, before their own ghost stories are formed, the young deans generally do not incorporate other ghost stories into their stories, so as not to confuse their own abilities.

Normal ghost stories are contained ghost stories, how can they be stronger than them evolving themselves into part of the ghost story?

Even with such a slow upgrade progress, over the past three or four years, all the young deans have reached level 40 or even level 50, and have begun to enjoy the benefits of their previously solid foundation.

The original quality of their innate ghost stories was gray, but now this gray color was coincidentally filled with colorful light.

Color means that the potential of the ghost story is higher than the original quality, but it does not mean that it can only be one level higher to reach black potential.

Whether it is equivalent to black, silver or gold quality depends on how much hard work the young deans have put in over the past three or four years.

Or perhaps for some gifted mentally ill people, there is no need for hard training at all.

After completing the transformation of the original ghost story, not only will the young deans' ghost story level and strength improve by leaps and bounds, but it will also be extremely easy to contain the subsequent ghost story eggs, and explaining them will be twice as effective with half the effort.

Three years of polishing the foundation is equivalent to creating 242 geniuses in the field of ghost stories, and each of them is a ghost story of far better quality than ordinary ghost stories. It can be said that the foundation of Jinchuan Hospital is spread far and wide.

However, according to the Jinchuan Hospital, these geniuses of strange stories who can often call the shots in the outside world are just consumables for raising Gu.

The hospital does not need so many people. It only needs managers of 24 branches and a head of the main hospital.

This also illustrates one thing from the side.

At least in the eyes of the top brass of Jinchuan Hospital (if there are still any), quality rather than quantity is what matters when it comes to ghost story tellers, and the higher the level of combat power, the greater the gap between them.

"How many young deans are there in this hall?" Zhong Xie did not force Peng Xiujie to agree with him. He always liked to speak with facts.

Peng Xiujie looked at Zhong Xie in surprise: "Are you two really going to cause trouble for them?"

Although he had no friendship with Zhong Xie and was too lazy to remind him anything, in this unique young dean chicken-eating competition, the hospital to which they belonged might be the only connection between the young deans.

In comparison, it is definitely easier for patients and doctors in the same hospital to form a temporary team, which is much better than fighting alone. After all, in the three years since the revival of ghost stories, the young deans in each hospital may have established the most basic trust.

As for Zhong Xie...

He dropped out of school early, so after Peng Xiujie made his judgment, he didn't want to care about him. He thought that he should just pretend that this person didn't exist. There was no need to win him over or harm him.

Anyway, he is only in his early twenties and appears so carelessly in front of everyone. He has a good heart and follows Zhong Xie just to gather information. The ghost story masters in his academy may not be so kind.

It is definitely better to have one less competitor.

But he didn't know that Zhong Xie could actually detect him using his special ability. This was a terrifying concealment ability that only detectives at level 60 or 70 could sense, but it was useless in front of this guy who was only at level 20.

"Not necessarily. If they can get along well, I would actually like to sit down and have a good discussion about the condition." Zhong Xie sat in front of the computer and pressed the start button.

When I was discussing my medical condition, I actually wanted to ask if anyone had ever seen my personality running around the world.

Although Zhong Xie has no memory of those personalities now, he believes that as long as he has seen him in person and his personality, he should be able to tell them apart easily.

He was sure of it.

At this time, Zhong Xie's thoughts changed quickly. He said that he didn't want his personality to come back and interfere with his current life, but out of some normal desire to spy, he still wanted to know the whereabouts of those personalities.

What did you see, what did you do, did you eat well, did you meet someone better...

It's like when you go invisible and peek at your ex-boyfriend's or ex-girlfriend's Tik Tok and Moments (if they have any), you're always curious.

"You don't even have to go look for them, they will come to you. Just stay in the box honestly. While you are here, they generally won't force their way in because we have the same authority. Whoever breaks the rules first will be warned by the venue." Peng Xiujie thought Zhong Xie was just dreaming.

Although it is unclear what method Zhong Xie used to see through him, this guy is only in his twenties after all.

Only powers below level 35 can be used here, but this guy is still only in his twenties.

Even if you count the pretty boy next to him, he can't compete with the jackals and tigers who are secretly waiting for an opportunity. Even he himself is thinking about when to hide secretly and will never walk out of the main door of the box.

Thinking of this, Peng Xiujie discussed with Zhong Xie: "How about this, I'll mark those people who might come to trouble you, and you can ask the servants to bring a meal and let me go secretly?"

He raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat: "Let's just keep to ourselves. The others in the courtyard are waiting for me to go back with them."

After thinking for a while, Peng Xiujie took out two white balls from his pocket, with a rather painful expression on his face: "This is for you, as an apology for following you, okay?"

Zhong Xie took a look at the white ball, and the familiar appearance immediately made the name pop up in his mind.

Nest pills.

Only two?
Who do you look down on?
Zhong Xie took the meatball and put it in his pocket: "Where did you get this?"

"Don't worry about it. It's a good stuff anyway." Peng Xiujie's gaze followed the meatball in Zhong Xie's hand into the other's pocket.

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Since this guy is quite sensible, Zhong Xie doesn't intend to make things difficult for him. After all, there is still a little bit of affection between the two of them.

"You stay here for a while. I'll go with you when I finish dealing with things here." Zhong Xie opened the browser skillfully, trying to find a way to contact the people outside.

Peng Xiujie's eyes widened: "You still want to go with me? No, no, no, you don't have to send me off. I can go back by myself."

Zhong Xie glanced at him and said, "I told you, I am the one carrying the banner, don't be afraid, your evil is coming."

As soon as he opened the "Ming Soso" browser that he had never seen before, an advertisement pop-up window popped up in front of Zhong Xie, with news from several sections such as "Entertainment", "Finance", and "Sports", and the first page was similar to the recent hot searches.

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·"If you want to be a jerk, go back to Jiyun District. No one in the southwest will tolerate you!" The spirit master started to tear each other apart, and his anger was unbreakable! ·The Ghost Theater is recruiting new members for its national tour. We urgently need a fearless and daring creature to play the villain "Black Goat". Those with good temperament will be given priority.

·It’s really a big deal! Is it true that Ji, the Half-Step Extreme Strange Talker, is secretly colluding with the Origin Strange Talker?
The underworld in the western area is eroding, and the fallen king calls on the undead to revive. With one order, the Kabuda Palace is "resurrected" and becomes a natural disaster mecha?

After reading a series of news, Zhong Xie immediately clicked on the second piece of news without hesitation, because it involved the "Miss Black Goat" who he was most concerned about.

Reading the whole report, it is found that it is full of false slander and ridicule against Miss Black Goat, describing her as a pervert who is obsessed with cold-blooded Lizardmen, and expressing sincere joy over the fall of the Black Goat area, as if trying to exaggerate it as a cause for universal celebration.

The fundamental reason seemed to be that Miss Black Goat refused the Ghost Theater's entry into Wangcheng for the tour, and then some conflicts arose.

Judging from the tendency of the writing, it is estimated that the Ghost Theater suffered a loss, so they bought the manuscript to throw mud at Miss Black Goat.

His heart can be killed.

However, Zhong Xie then noticed the source of this report, whose name was "Xiao Ya Ma Xiao Yao Lang", so he snorted coldly.

It seems that the person who wrote the article also understands that he is spreading rumors?
That's true. He didn't think that the mysterious stories about the origins of these regions would be so "humanized". It was probably just intentional by these journalists.

To some extent, could the false accusations and slanders against Miss Black Goat be considered a form of "peaceful evolution"?
Could it be related to some strange abilities?
Zhong Xie had a reasonable guess in his mind, but that didn't mean he would forgive this little scoundrel who wrote the dirty article. If he was caught...

"If I catch him, I will make sure this guy is punished for insulting Miss Black Goat like that." Kuster, who was at the tip of the tail, read the entire manuscript with the help of Zhong Xie's eyes and was also filled with indignation.

Zhong Xie swung his tail and hit the ground with a "snap", just like whipping the ground with a whip. He asked angrily: "What does it have to do with you?"

Kuster: “???”

"Are you studying these press releases? Have you found anything?" Shen Junyi looked at Zhong Xie. He had some ideas, but he still planned to listen to Zhong Xie's opinion first.

Zhong Xie silently exited the page, and then pretended to think: "We must be wary of turning weird stories into entertainment and suffering into news."

Describing the invasion of the root ghost stories as a turf gang dispute will give the local ghost story creatures and humans a kind of morbid sense of belonging, which is definitely not a situation that humans want to see.

Moreover, the natural disaster "Fallen King" who possesses the ability to revive the undead, with just one order, resurrected some palace and turned it into a fighting robot?

Don’t make fun of other people’s suffering. The souls of mankind should fight for mankind!

Zhong Xie despised in his heart the ability of these reporters to avoid the main issue and stir up trouble. At the same time, he tried to open some commonly used communication software such as WeChat and QQ, but this "Ming Soso" could not find anything.

There are just some special software that looks weird.

"A call from the spirit world", "Are you starving?", "The bell of the underworld", "Are you dead?" and so on. Zhong Xie thought about it, found a data cable and wanted to connect his mobile phone to the computer.

"What do you want to do? Download these software?" Shen Junyi's face changed when he saw this. He didn't care if Zhong Xie did other things, but this really violated a huge taboo.

He quickly unplugged the data cable: "These softwares are likely to be related to multiple root origin stories. If you bring them back to Haicheng, it is likely to cause these root origin stories to trace their origins and invade, which will be a devastating blow to Haicheng's environment."

If he remembered correctly, there were no major Internet-related ghost stories in Haicheng right now, and the current network environment was still very safe. He didn't want this rare peace to be broken by Zhong Xie.

"Okay, I want to take it back to study it." Zhong Xie was a little helpless, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with doing so.

Now that he was brought back to Haicheng on his own initiative, we are still prepared and the higher-ups can take timely precautions. If he was brought back to Haicheng by those gamblers in Haicheng, they would probably not pay attention to him until something happens.

But judging from this, Shen Junyi will probably report this to his superiors when he returns this time, so there's no need for him to worry about such matters.

"You want to contact the outside world, but it's not that easy here." Peng Xiujie saw Zhong Xie's plan, "If you want to bring a message, you have to rely on manpower. Every time you leave in compliance with the regulations, you have to pay an expensive entry and exit fee."

"Who said we have to rely on human power?" Zhong Xie raised his eyebrows and took out his secret magic weapon -

Friends circle business card.

Peng Xiujie looked at Zhong Xie's treasure and suddenly became curious: "What is this? How come I have never seen it before?"

Looking at Shen Junyi again, he also had a confused look on his face. It seemed that this thing belonged to Zhong Xie and had little to do with the war zone they were in.

Zhong Xie snorted coldly, covered his circle of friends’ name card with his hand, and then sent his first message in the hall:
"Anyone here? Do you know of a different dimension similar to a 'casino'? I'm trapped here now. If anyone can help me pass a message to the people in Haicheng, Brother Jiu will definitely reward me handsomely."

As for the circle of friends, more friends mean more paths. Isn’t it put to use now?
As Zhong Xie sent out this message, the late-night chat room immediately exploded.

"Brother Jiu? The guy who just came a few days ago? He finally showed up?"

"Hasn't he already appeared a long time ago? Jiuyao has been photographed several times. He is a cute little handsome guy~"

"Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu! I missed you so much. The atmosphere in this special forces team is not right. What did you do? Why is the captain always meowing?"

When Zhong Xie saw this message, he paused and felt a little guilty.

It looks like this post must have been sent by Jiuyaodi, right?

After flipping through the pages, Zhong Xie got a piece of news from these people.

The "venue" was recently opened in Haicheng. This was a hot topic discussed in the circle of friends some time ago, but Zhong Xie was busy and didn't see it much.

And the most important thing is——

Because Sister A Shui helped Brother "Thank You" escape from the QQ space a few days ago, Brother "Thank You" deliberately retaliated against the QQ space, causing a lot of trouble in Haicheng these days, and even the top leaders of the war zone have asked about the matter.

Sister Shui naturally told everyone in her circle of friends early on not to invest or show up in public during this period and to avoid any random actions.

Therefore, many of the playful people in my circle of friends had nowhere to go, so they all came to this venue to play.

Well, a lot of friends are in the venue.

"Why does your back seem so straight?" Peng Xiujie looked at Zhong Xie, who was staring at his palm and grinning foolishly, and was a little surprised by his change.

Zhong Xie chuckled: "You just said that a few young deans were targeting me, right? How many people are talking to me like that?"

(End of this chapter)