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

Chapter 108 Challenge the Impossible!
"Look, the rat babies Beibei, Jingjing and Huanhuan are walking towards us. They are all 1.26 version rat babies, obtained through natural reproduction. However, they were unlucky and only inherited the item [Regeneration Power] from their grandmothers and a special strange story from their circle of friends."

Shen Junyi pointed at the three baby mice running from the corner of the laboratory and introduced them to Xia Shuyue and Lin Youlan beside him.

He was very familiar with most of the baby rats raised here, and he spoke eloquently when explaining: "These three baby rats were bred by the first generation of rats under the guidance of Zhong Xie in a special body position. The nameplate on the rat nest records the names and birth time of this batch of baby rats, and the body position is also recorded in a simple picture."

Shen Junyi did not shy away from this point. Under Zhong Xie's influence, he did not feel ashamed of this physiological knowledge.

Because Zhong Xie did find that different body positions have significant differences in the inheritance and reproduction of genetic information, he is currently summarizing this.

This discovery is undoubtedly of groundbreaking significance to the theory of strange genetics. Even Zhong Xie did not expect that his mischievous behavior would accidentally lead to the discovery of this rule.

This rule looks fake, but it is actually true. If you think about it carefully, it can only be attributed to the bad taste of the "Weird Fertility" God.

If there really is such a god.

In short, after the initial amused mood, Shen Junyi could clearly feel that Zhong Xie would not have any other desires when performing these scientific research tasks.

There is only admiration for science and the innocent childlike smile when picking up the shell of truth.

It would be too vulgar to describe Zhong Xie's career as the lust and meanness of ordinary human nature. At least Shen Junyi could not find even a little desire for the opposite sex in Zhong Xie.

Of course, there is no desire for humans of the same sex.

It was as if the desire related to it in Zhong Xie's mind had been removed and taken away.

It is for this reason that Shen Junyi also completely abandons this kind of thinking and builds and promotes it as a great and secret undertaking in the history of human ghost stories.

Xia Shuyue couldn't understand.

She looked at the excited Shen Junyi, and then at Lin Youlan who was listening excitedly the whole time, and she couldn't understand.

Xia Shuyue looked away from the two men and looked to the other side. Kuster was standing in the dungeon with a gun in his hand, his eyes determined. Two weirdos with "back-of-the-head faces" who were about to fight stood in front of Kuster, constantly asking him to shoot.

Dozens of friends outside the dungeon cheered and watched the rat-rat fight on the ring. Above the ring was an extremely professional betting odds table, and there were even people selling popcorn, melon seeds and cola in the front row.

For a moment, Xia Shuyue felt like she was out of place and suspected that there was something wrong with her.

Is it because I was involved in a special weird story?

Is everything I see a distorted illusion?
Or have these people been invaded by ghost stories and their minds polluted?

She couldn't tell the difference, she really couldn't.

I could only ask the only normal person present why all this happened.

Zhong Xie.

The reason why he is normal is not because he is a normal person, but simply because Zhong Xie strictly maintains consistency and is consistent in his words and deeds.

At this time, Zhong Xie was recording and studying the physical qualities of the mouse baby. He found that the mouse baby with Sister Shui's ghost story factor seemed to be stronger than the normal mouse baby and was more likely to enter a "pleasant" state.

Simply put, the mouse baby with the Shuijie gene seems to be a born fun-loving mouse, always maintaining a strong curiosity.

Just like these people in the circle of friends.

However, Zhong Xie felt that this kind of fun attribute might just be a deviation. The friends who came here were all this kind of people, and Sister Shui herself...

That is certainly much more stable.

"So what you mean is... you want to fit in with the atmosphere here?" Zhong Xie glanced at Xia Shuyue and accurately judged her true thoughts. "You mainly want to keep up with Shen Junyi's thinking, right? You think Lin Youlan can understand what he wants to do, but you don't, so you feel anxious?"

Xia Shuyue was stunned when she heard this, then nodded slowly, with a solemn expression on her face.

"Okay, then I'll show you a way." Zhong Xie always likes to teach others, so he said according to his own ideas, "Your current problem may be that you don't have a common interest or hobby, which is a very serious problem in the process of developing a relationship between a man and a woman."

Xia Shuyue was on high alert. She herself didn't know why she was so convinced of Zhong Xie, whom she had only known for a short time. It might be because Zhong Xie had accomplished what she could not do in years in just a few days in Wangcheng.

Refers to gaining Shen Junyi's favor.

So she guessed: "So I need to understand his interests and hobbies first, and then cater to his preferences? Like sports, movies, music, games, etc.?"

Zhong Xie shook his head: "What I mean is... you can put on makeup to look like his sister. I think you look a bit like her. It shouldn't be difficult to do that, right?"

A woman's face is like drawing paper. As long as the difference is not too great, it is not difficult to replicate it 70% to 80% through makeup techniques. It can even be replicated at a specific angle and under specific light and shadow.

"Eh?" Xia Shuyue didn't understand how Zhong Xie changed from "hobbies and interests" to "very similar to you", so she made a puzzled sound.

"You don't understand this? You like his sister and put on makeup to look like her. He also likes his sister and also puts on makeup. Aren't these just common interests and hobbies?" Zhong Xie shrugged and gave guidance to the stupid Xia Shuyue.

Xia Shuyue: “???”

Is it possible that in the eyes of normal people this is not called "common interests and hobbies" but love rivals?

And the two rivals put on makeup together and pretended to be the object of their admiration...

Isn’t this too weird?
However, Zhong Xie did not give her a chance to think deeply, and gave her an order: "Help me call Shen Junyi and the others over, and bring Qi Qiliu, the one wearing orange glasses, over here. I have something to say."

Although he believed that Zhong's Animal Husbandry was more important than the venue mission assigned by his superiors, he still had to take care of the progress of the mission in his spare time.

To be fair, Zhong Xie certainly didn't want the venue to be demolished, because he was a high-ranking VIP in the venue, and with the flattery and support of his gang of cronies, he had become like a local emperor in the venue.

As long as the venue officials did not show up, he could really do whatever he wanted. However, Zhong Xie had a kind heart and was currently absorbed in studying the gene bank of ghost stories, so he did not go out to bully men and women.

The number of baby mice raised in the box has reached hundreds, and those that can survive normally all have the entry of Che Hao.

Although they will die and revive every five minutes and refresh their status, they will still feel hungry due to their extremely short life cycle.

This is a very scary thing, because if you let them eat, the mouse babies will eat once every five minutes.

Hundreds of half-human-high rat babies need to eat every five minutes. What family can afford such consumption? Therefore, under Zhong Xie's strict requirements, the frequency of providing food is once every three hours, which means that the rat babies need to die thirty-six times before they can have a meal.

It takes 36 lifetimes to get one meal. It is no exaggeration to say that these mouse babies are the reincarnations of starving ghosts.

However, Mr. Zhong was showing mercy. The initial hunger value of these baby mice was 50, which was about the state they were in four hours after lunch. They were a little hungry but not yet at the point of eating.

If you are really cruel, these mice don't need to eat at all, and there is not much difference between dying of starvation and dying of fullness.

Mainly because all food expenses are now covered by the venue, Zhong Xie's daily spending limit on one diamond card is not enough, but now he has fourteen, so it is more than enough.

The Young Dean is truly the greatest invention in the world.

In short, the venue is very important to him at the moment, and Zhong Xie certainly does not want to take the initiative to destroy the venue, as it will do him more harm than good.

Soon the five people sat in a corner of the laboratory and began a brief conversation.

"Qi Liu, tell us how much you know about this venue. You can tell us everything you know, whether it's what you saw with your own eyes or heard from others." Zhong Xie looked at Qi Qi Liu.

Qi Qiliu had been prepared for this, so he spoke out his prepared speech: "There is a Root Ghost behind the venue, there is no doubt about that. Its ability should be related to 'space', and it can create nodes to connect different spaces. This venue is its work."

He continued, "He created the node for this kind of knuckles, and the knuckles contain the 'resentment' He needs."

"Resentment? Why would there be resentment on the fingers?" Zhong Xie was puzzled. He couldn't think of the connection between the two.

"The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and there is a saying that the knuckles of a dead person contain the greatest resentment of his life. This origin of ghost stories should be based on this legend." Qi Qiliu shook his head. "It is meaningless to study the origin and motives of the origin of ghost stories. It is difficult for normal people to guess what these guys are thinking, because they are not all rational."

Zhong Xie nodded, this is quite right.

The origin stories are not all about elegant and rational beings like Miss Black Goat, there are also those purely brainless creatures.

For example, a certain uninhabited city conquered by the Eastern Theater is still prohibited from migration and entry until now, because when the ghost story was revived, the entire city was forcibly turned into "plants", and all living and non-living things turned into plants, becoming one with the root ghost story.

Humans simply let the roots of this plant fall into an endless sleep, like a vegetative person, but cannot clear the entire city.

After all, the entire city is contained in this root ghost story, and if you want to completely clean it up, you may need to use nuclear weapons on a large scale.

Anyway, there is no survivor in this city, so there is no need to start a war over a piece of land for the time being.

Maybe future generations will be able to master a special kind of magic and easily get rid of these plants.

Of course, Zhong Xie did not think that the source ghost who could build a place like the venue was a brainless idiot. This guy must have a special plan.

This has nothing to do with him for the time being, and Zhong Xie naturally doesn't want to be too deeply involved in the origin of the ghost story.

Except Miss Black Goat.

However, he pondered Qi Qiliu's words carefully and immediately found the problem: "Wait a minute, you said that it contained the greatest resentment before death? Aren't the gamblers outside the field still alive?"

Qi Qiliu's face was solemn. "You haven't had in-depth contact with those people, so you don't know this. This venue basically only accepts dying people, and most of the people outside are actually dead."

Having said that, Zhong Xie glanced calmly at Li Hao, who was sitting on a high chair in the laboratory monitoring the movements of the baby mice.

This guy used to be in cahoots with Liu Hanwang. He entered the venue three times and refused to leave.

Originally, Zhong Xie only thought that Li Hao believed that he could make a name for himself in the stadium, but now he understood.

It turns out that only the venue can offer a glimmer of hope?

This guy must have died a long time ago, right?

Li Hao, who was sitting on a high place, sneezed for no reason and trembled all over. Then he turned around and looked at Zhong Xie with a flattering smile.

"Are all these 'ghosts' gambling here?" Shen Junyi recalled what he had seen outside. He really couldn't tell the difference between the living and the dead. In the venue, they were all gamblers of the same status.

"To put it simply, the outer area of the stadium is a ghost town. We have verified this many times within our circle of friends. Many people have indeed died, but the dead gamblers are unaware of this and still feel that they are working hard." Qi Qiliu said, with a sigh in his words.

"All gamblers think they can gamble away the future and happiness they want in the venue, but in reality this is difficult. Once you have lost your knuckles, there is basically no hope of escaping the venue."

"Gamblers who are in debt will be thrown back into reality, gradually experiencing painful disasters and unimaginable horrors over the course of seven days, and then completely die at the end of the seven days, with their resentment transferred to the knuckles of the loser to the venue."

"Finding another flyer to enter the venue within seven days is a way to delay death. This kind of gambler is likely to understand what is going on with the misfortune that has befallen him, and will gamble even more crazily to win a chance to survive. Or he may simply become a deadbeat in the venue, paying a knuckle every day to delay time, living one day at a time."

Zhong Xie suddenly remembered the flyer that Shen Junyi received at that time. The words written on it were "Do you want to understand the meaning of life?" Now it seems that it does not mean nonsense.

The venue is a huge corpse disposal ground. It will give some people a chance to be reborn, but it will also make some people who are still alive lose all hope of survival.

Most people can only be manipulated by the gambling outside, and burst into huge resentment before dying, providing it to the root ghost story behind the venue to be harvested.

The whole mechanism still has some merits, but Zhong Xie is vaguely worried.

The strange story of harvesting the root of resentment and growing up is not a good thing at first glance, not to mention that He spans a wide area and is constantly expanding his power.

This venue is not a good place. It’s okay to come and play with friends, but it can’t be used as a permanent base.

"There's no problem for now, Brother Jiu, you don't have to worry too much. It's not that easy for ordinary people to practice the Root Ghost Talk."

"Unless this museum has been open for more than three years without stopping, but the revival of ghost stories has only been three years. I studied it a few days ago and found that this museum was not created by ghost stories. It has obvious signs of human construction. This is not simple. Unless there was an extremely large and nationwide ghost story organization assisting Him before the revival of ghost stories, otherwise there would be no time at all. How is it possible?"

Qi Qiliu laughed and seemed not to care at all.

Zhong Xie and Shen Junyi felt something was wrong when they heard this. Peng Xiujie jumped out of the shadow under Zhong Xie's feet, looking horrified:

"Fuck, how is it impossible?"

　Happy New Year everyone~ I wish you all a Year of the Snake as majestic as the Ghost Talk Gun^_^
　　
　
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