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

Chapter 109 You all saw it, it was the venue that took the first move!

Zhong Xie, who was originally in a scientific research state, jumped up from his seat immediately after hearing Qi Qiliu's judgment:
"Isn't that the recent period?"

He never thought that the timing could be so coincidental. What if it happened a year later?

Wouldn’t it be better to wait until Zhong’s Animal Husbandry Company has solved the problem of difficulty in starting up before reviving?
Not earlier or later, but at this time, which is obviously a fallacy.

Zhong Xie was filled with helplessness. He glanced at the hungry baby mice and decided in his heart to fight for a piece of sky large enough for them to survive.

"Is there really such an organization? How come I don't know about it?" Qi Qiliu was full of doubts. He looked at the expressions of Zhong Xie, Shen Junyi and Peng Xiujie, and realized that a casual remark he made was actually the current situation.

He blinked his eyes in disbelief. "Isn't it forbidden to become a spirit before the revival of ghost stories? How is it possible that there is such a large ghost story organization openly helping the root ghost story?"

"Jinchuan is committed to fulfilling the dream of every root ghost story."

Peng Xiujie suddenly said something that was circulating inside the hospital, and then explained: "Not only the venue, Jinchuan Hospital is also involved in many root ghost stories, all of which are root ghost stories with wisdom, so they will maintain a friendly relationship with Jinchuan on the surface."

"Isn't this just treason? Selling out human interests to curry favor with the root cause of the weird talk, damn it."

Lin Youlan spoke directly and did not care that there were two people from Jinchuan among the people present.

Peng Xiujie smiled awkwardly, then turned serious, because he felt that the evil deeds done by Jinchuan Hospital in the past had nothing to do with him.

He's just a psychopath who's qualified as a junior dean.

Zhong Xie didn't care at all. Strictly speaking, he and Jinchuan had parted ways three years ago.

Only Kuster, who was squatting on the side, looked around, his pair of round little mouse eyes moving around, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

When he heard the word "rape", it was as if a keyword was triggered. He felt relieved when he saw that no one was paying attention to him.

Yeah, what does rape have to do with him?
"Anyway, according to what you said, the root ghost stories behind the venue should have collected a lot of resentment in the past three years. Moreover, the three years when the ghost stories were just revived should have been the time when human resentment was the greatest, so the collection efficiency would be twice the result with half the effort."

Peng Xiujie simply emerged from the shadows: "This source of ghost stories may have known in advance when the ghost stories will be revived, so they are prepared to receive this unexpected wealth."

"In advance? Do you mean that the revival of ghost stories is not accidental?" Shen Junyi grasped the key point accurately. He was well aware of the complex identities of Peng Xiujie and Qi Qiliu. On the contrary, he could hear information from them that could not be obtained from the perspective of the Eastern Theater Command.

"I'm not sure, I'm just guessing. There are hints about this in the information database of Jinchuan Hospital, but they're just a few words. If you want to know... next time I have a chance I'll print out the document and bring it to you." Peng Xiujie didn't hide anything.

Shen Junyi is Zhong Xie's friend, that is, his friend. His sense of belonging to Jinchuan Hospital is actually not that strong. After witnessing Zhong Xie's great power, Peng Xiujie has completely turned to this strongest abandoned young master (the dean).

He had to choose one side, otherwise the person hanging in the dungeon like an old piece of bacon might be him.

"Thank you." Shen Junyi nodded. This kind of confidential document actually helped him much more than other people. Some important information could often enable his family to gain the upper hand.

"I want one too." Zhong Xie raised his obedient little hand.

Peng Xiujie nodded: "Of course, you are the young master of Jinchuan, Jinchuan should not have any secrets in front of you."

Zhong Xie was very pleased with what he said. Whether he became the young dean or not was one thing. He did not have to fulfill his duties, but he had to hold the power firmly in his hands.

Peng Xiujie didn't dwell on this question. He looked at Qi Qiliu and said, "But as for the year 'three years', I want to know how you determined it. I first entered the venue two years ago, and I haven't felt any obvious changes in the venue so far. Is it really that easy to collect resentment?"

"'Three' is a very mysterious number, especially in the setting of ghost stories. I don't have any direct evidence to prove that it took three years for Him to revive, but I am sure of this." Qi Qiliu said it mysteriously, but also sincerely.

He pointed to his head and said, "I can feel all of this. My ability is to sense this kind of inspirational opportunity."

The rest of the people were skeptical, as it sounded like this deadline was just Qi Qiliu's own guess.

Although this may be Qi Qiliu's ability to tell strange stories, any perception-related ability may fail or misjudge when encountering the root of strange stories.

For example, the sense of oppression brought by the root ghost story is very strong, so you feel at all times that He is about to wake up, but in fact the time for waking up is still a long way off.

Zhong Xie fell into deep thought because of Qi Qiliu's words. He recalled two entries that he had encountered or conquered.

One is [Sanhe], which is sold in the lobby by people in the circle of friends; the other is [Sandie], which is collected by the ghost gun.

And he happened to be rescued by the human army about three years after the revival of the ghost story. For him, "3" is really a very mysterious number.

You still have to prepare in advance.

"What are your plans? Should we ignore the root cause of the venue for now, or should we retreat first?" Lin Youlan adhered to the principle of "asking Zhong Xie about strange matters" and wanted to know Zhong Xie's opinion.

Zhong Xie looked at the Mouse Boy and the Young Deans who were living and working in peace and contentment, and felt reluctant to leave.

Knowing that the Root Tales was about to awaken, staying in the venue was not a wise decision because it was unclear what the Root Tales' attitude towards them would be.

At the root, no living creature can afford to take the risk.

The ghost story ability that he was so proud of was like a joke in front of the ghost story that was the source of his rejuvenation. I'm afraid that only a large number of ghost story masters of Zou Mu's level would come to have the possibility of handling the incident.

"If He really wakes up... the signboard of Jinchuan Hospital may not be very useful, because we are in the period of transition and have no bargaining chips to deal with the root ghost." Peng Xiujie looked at Zhong Xie helplessly. The meaning of his words was very clear, and it was similar to the judgment of others.

"What will it take to leave the venue?" Zhong Xie asked Peng Xiujie.

Peng Xiujie immediately said, "We need to pay enough knuckles. Young dean like us don't need them, but for others... everyone needs 5 knuckles."

"Okay, that's what we need..." Zhong Xie wanted to include these people in the circle of friends, and then he saw Qi Qiliu waving his hands repeatedly.

Qi Qiliu said: "Don't worry about us. If we want to win, it will be very easy to earn enough knuckles to leave."

Zhong Xie looked at the gains he had won in the field and said bluntly: "If I don't come back here, these things will be useless to me. Winning the Knuckles in the field...is not a difficult thing for us."

He looked at Lin Youlan, who nodded slightly, obviously understanding Zhong Xie's plan.

It is a bit abnormal to use Wang Youyou's mind-reading ability in a casino. Although this guy will recite loudly to expose the fact of mind-reading, he does not need to use his mind-reading ability every time.

Five knuckles per person, this really isn't that difficult.

"I'll pack up the things here, you can go out and check the situation to see if there is anything else. We may come back later." Zhong Xie stood up and walked towards the rat baby area in the laboratory. Since he was going to leave, he must take these rat babies with him.

Fortunately, after a day of experiments yesterday, the gene pool of Mouse Baby was basically formed, so the twelve young deans are not needed for the time being.

They are not like Che Hao. Che Hao was stupid and gave the control of his body to Shuwa, which is why he was controlled by Kuster. The other young deans did not do this.

Since they are out of control and without the help of their friends, Zhong Xie cannot drain their weird talk power all the time and make them stay in the dungeon obediently, so he can only get rid of them.

Anyway, these guys' original goal was to chase him down and kill him as the young dean, so Zhong Xie would naturally not show mercy.

He has paranoid delusions and must be eradicated.

Shen Junyi, Xia Shuyue and Lin Youlan naturally left first and followed Peng Xiujie to try to collect as much information as possible in various areas of the venue.

They are preparing to leave, and this information is still very important. If the situation at the venue deteriorates in the future, this first-hand information can provide a lot of help to humans.

Zhong Xie didn't need to prepare too much, just take hundreds of baby mice and the experimental log.

Two hours later, a group of people appeared at the exit of the outer field, ready to pay their respects and leave the venue.

Peng Xiujie was not in the team. He went back to meet up with other young deans in the hospital. Since Zhong Xie decided to leave, they had no intention of staying in this venue where a storm was about to break out.

"Sorry, sir." A male attendant in a suit and leather shoes stopped at the gate of the exit and signaled Zhong Xie to stop. "You need to pay a total of 705 knuckles, and we don't have enough knuckles here."

"Seven hundred and five? We only have forty people here." Zhong Xie frowned slightly, but then he understood where the remaining one hundred "people" the servant mentioned came from.

These one hundred and one baby mice are the reason.

He looked at the gate that was just a short distance away, then looked back at the lively gambling outside, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Since the mouse babies are also human beings, he can just go out to the field and earn the money back. As the head of the family, he will naturally not let go of any of the mouse babies.

So Zhong Xie and his friends dispersed and quickly harvested the enemies in the outer field with the goal of earning fingers.

Zhong Xie ran to play the roulette machine at that time. This time no one interfered, and he accumulated knuckles at a pretty good speed.

It seemed that the guy who disturbed him last time was most likely in the dead young dean's team.

Should.

Lin Youlan and Qi Qiliu were looking for the gambling game with the highest odds outside. The two of them covered for Wang Youyou and were much more efficient in making money than Zhong Xie.

The rest of the friends in the circle of friends also felt an inexplicable sense of tension, and helped Zhong Xie accumulate the knuckles to redeem Shuwa in their own ways.

Of course, using their knuckles to redeem Mouse Baby was impossible, and they were aware of the curse of the venue.

Once you lose your knuckles, your life will be tied to the venue.

Two hours passed again. Zhong Xie threw a bag full of knuckles at the gate and was about to rush out of the gate with the mouse babies.

At this time, the person blocking the road at the gate was no longer the original male attendant in a suit and tie, but a man with his signature fake smile.

"Hello, Mr. Zhong. I'm the lobby manager outside the venue. Unfortunately, I have to tell you this news. Due to the mistake of the gate staff just now, they did not inform you of the correct venue rules." He smiled and said, "Any items produced in the venue are prohibited from being taken out of the venue. The actual ownership of these rat-like creatures you brought with you belongs to the venue, and you cannot carry them away with your knuckles."

"Okay, put the rat baby back in the original box. I will leave with these people first." Zhong Xie said calmly, "I am a diamond card VIP."

The lobby manager looked at the rat kids behind Zhong Xie, then looked at his friends in the circle of friends, still smiling: "Sorry, Mr. Zhong, it's past the normal check-in time of the venue. Please apply again in six hours."

"Hey, what's going on here? Why don't you let us out?" Qi Qiliu started shouting loudly upon seeing this, intending to spread the news, preferably to cause panic among nearby gamblers and use the power of others to achieve his goal.

However, some of the gamblers looked over but didn't care and threw themselves back into the exciting gambling game.

Zhong Xie grabbed Qi Qiliu, shook his head, turned around and left.

It's too late.

These so-called reasons are just excuses. If they say they won't let them go, they won't let them go regardless of whether they comply with the rules and regulations or not.

He has a diamond card on him, and he has thirteen diamond cards in his circle of friends. As a VIP among VIPs, he is not allowed to leave, so what else is there to say?

Something really happened inside the venue.

Unexpectedly, the group of young deans who were previously scared away by the circle of friends were the luckiest and most likely caught the last bus to leave the venue.

No, leaving the venue by forcibly using ghost power above level 35 does not necessarily mean that you have really left. It is also possible that you will be teleported into a trap and killed directly.

The origin story in this museum obviously doesn't want to play normally.

It might not be possible to leave the venue now by using ghost talk power above level 35, so it is better to go back to the box and see the situation.

"Can't leave?" Shen Junyi's face was solemn. He also saw the problem here. Recalling his discovery just now, he immediately made a judgment. "I have been paying attention to the gate for the past two hours. There were about two or three groups who wanted to leave from this exit, but they were all stopped by the lobby manager. I didn't understand the reason at that time, but now I know."

He sighed, "That guy is probably at the point of awakening and breakthrough, and needs to use the entire venue for a final effort."

However, Shen Junyi's words did not elicit a response from Zhong Xie. He turned his head to look at Zhong Xie who lowered his head with some confusion, and then saw an unusually cold face.

Zhong Xie's voice sounded faintly, as if it had been suppressed for a long time.

According to his own personality, he would never want to leave the venue so easily. After all, a venue that is about to awaken a root ghost story must be very interesting.

Unfortunately, there are still many people and rat babies behind him. To some extent, he needs to be responsible for these people and rats who believe in him, so he chooses to leave.

But the museum wouldn't let him leave!
You all saw it, it was the venue that locked me up first.

"You like to collect resentment, right? Then I have to cleanse this casino thoroughly."

(End of this chapter)