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

Chapter 112 Gentlemen, I like games
The basic mode of the self-destructive rat soldiers has been finalized. [Bullet Energy] is used for charging, [Energy Burst (Self-destruction Form)] is used for output, and [Paradox Coexistence] acts as a reconciler between the two terms, allowing the rat babies to exist normally in the world.

However, at this time, Zhong Xie was faced with another problem.

The lifespan of the self-destructive rat soldiers is only five minutes, which is equivalent to the shelf life of this bomb being only five minutes. This cannot meet the military needs of Zhong Xie's operations.

In this case, it is useless to revive the mouse baby through [Regeneration Power]. The mouse baby's status will be refreshed after resurrection. If these resentments are not used up in time, they will dissipate and will eventually be absorbed by those knuckles and become nutrients for the stair-stepping ceremony.

Besides, the current Mouse Baby can only accommodate three entries and cannot add an additional [Regeneration Power].

However, this problem was quickly solved. There was a strange energy story in the circle of friends. The special energy it controlled was "temperature", which is the physical quantity of the degree of coldness of an object.

It is a bit similar to cooling and heating, but it is not an ice or fire energy attack.

By lowering the temperature, the activity level of the cells in the suicide rat soldiers' bodies will be reduced to a minimum, and they will fall into a state similar to hibernation.

In this case, their service life will be extended, which is equivalent to properly preserving the shells.

Due to the shortage of manpower, Zhong Xie cultivated some mouse babies with similar attributes as workers to assist.

However, these mouse babies, like other versions of mouse babies, are derivative products of the ghost talk gun, so their individual strength is extremely weak, which is mainly reflected in the weakness of their own ghost talk power.

The friends who originally had the ability of [Shared Loss] in the circle of friends "cut" their own strange talk power to supplement these temperature-controlling hamsters. In addition, some friends possessed the energy-related terms [Energy Level Connection] or similar terms to provide energy for the hamsters.

With the collective efforts of all, the entire assembly line of self-destructive rat soldiers operates normally, showing a bustling scene of "our workers are powerful".

There was a raging fire in the laboratory. The baby mice were working hard while those who were unable to did so were giving birth to babies.

All work units entered a wartime state and worked overtime, producing standard mouse babies in an orderly manner, ready to start a war of sufficient scale at any time.

These self-destructive rat soldiers are not impossible to accommodate, as Zhong Xie's experimental factory already has a large number of rats with [regenerative power]. They transform themselves into special "organs" and wrap themselves around the self-destructive rat soldiers, allowing them to grow onto Che Hao's body.

As for what special organ it is...

Zhong Xie can only be said to be similar to Zi Gong in function, but different in appearance.

Che Hao, as the main body, is rooted in the center of the laboratory, with countless branches extending from his body. On these branches grow translucent cysts, and each cyst contains a rat bomb.

The rat bombs were frozen due to the low temperature, but the male rats wrapped around them evolved oxygen tubes and nutrition tubes, using Che Hao's energy and oxygen to feed these rat bombs.

As the pillar of Zhong's Animal Husbandry, Che Hao is like a towering tree that stands tall and unfallen, with luxuriant branches and leaves. Just by standing there, he has many descendants. He is like a huge banyan tree that stretches for thousands of miles and forms a forest of its own.

As the chairman and founder of Zhong's Animal Husbandry, Zhong Xie still takes great care of these self-destructive rat soldiers. Although they are all in hibernation and their disposable lifespan is destined to be only about five minutes, Zhong Xie still contacted the sleepwalking young dean and asked him to build a dream for the self-destructive rat soldiers.

Since the spiritual world of the suicide rat soldiers is extremely poor and barren, it is not difficult to build a dream that can make them happy and unaware of the illusion, and the consumption is not too great.

Let the suicide rat soldiers survive in their sweet dreams for a while longer. This is the only thing Zhong Xie can do for them.

Their existence is a necessary sacrifice for this war.

As for the venue, they did not intend to kill all the gamblers in a short period of time, so food would still be provided, and the food supply would not be cut off to starve everyone to death.

Zhong Xie felt that "hunger" was an excellent way to generate resentment, but there were still tens of thousands of people in the venue. If he relied solely on hunger to kill the gamblers...

It is estimated that it can last at least one month, which is still too long for the venues. They may need a more efficient way to extract resentment.

Closing the museum is just the beginning. What Zhong Xie needs to do is to snatch all the resentment before the venue officially extracts the resentment.

While the self-destructing rat soldiers were preparing, Zhong Xie himself came to the front desk to briefly learn about the rules of the venue.

After confirming that what he was going to do next would not violate the venue rules, Zhong Xie chose a customized box.

The upper limit of the number of private rooms that Diamond Card VIPs can open at the same time is 5, and he has Diamond Cards, so he opened private rooms in one go, taking up most of the private rooms on the second floor.

Originally, Zhong Xie didn't believe that there were so many extra-large boxes on the second floor that could accommodate such a large number of gamblers, but when the doors of the sixty-nine boxes opened one by one in front of him, he realized one thing.

The space inside the entire venue is wider than he imagined, which must contain the unique abilities of this root ghost story.

The quietly expanding space in the secret room before must be the unconscious display of the root power of this venue, which may contain some special strange rules.

The origin of the venue itself should not be a rule-based system, but because His autonomous consciousness is in a dormant stage, the form of His display is somewhat similar to that of a rule-based system. It is a spontaneous operation and a strange ability that outsiders like Zhong Xie have the opportunity to use.

Zhong Xie shook his head and put the matter aside for the time being.

Behind him is the young dean Che Hao, who stretches for dozens of meters. Today, Che Hao has become an extremely special individual, like a mother nest in biological civilization, supporting dozens or even hundreds of suicide rat soldiers.

Surrounded by a group of idle friends, Zhong Xie came to the outfield.

The rat baby in Che Hao's body obeyed the call of its father's master, spread and differentiated from his body, and gradually formed a high platform built of human bodies, slowly lifting Zhong Xie up until he stood in the center of the outer field, until all gamblers had to look up at his figure.

At this time, most of the gamblers were only briefly frightened when they saw the platform made of flesh and blood. They wanted to run, but after realizing that the security personnel at the edge of the outer field did not take any further action, they felt relieved and stopped.

After a while, Zhong Xie even saw some gamblers calling on people in the same game to continue gambling. In their opinion, this inexplicable appearance of Zhong Xie was far less attractive than the chips of other people in the game.

Then Zhong Xie clapped his hands, and faces with Che Hao's facial expressions suddenly appeared on the flesh and blood platform. Then he began to spit out knuckles one by one, shaking his head and spitting, spraying knuckles in different directions with different forces, a bit like Zuma marbles, but much more weird than in the game.

Under Zhong Xie's sudden money-throwing offensive, the entire outside field suddenly became boiling, and gamblers began to scramble for the knuckles all over the place. Some people with ulterior motives took advantage of the chaos to deliberately ruin the disadvantageous gambling game, or to grab the chips on the table. For a moment, all the eight immortals showed their magical powers.

But Zhong Xie did not continue to scatter coins. Not long after, he coughed lightly on the podium, and the rumbling sound swept across the entire outer field.

Beside him, the flesh and blood platform evolved nearly a hundred sets of large vocal cords and tongues according to Kuster's instructions. They were connected to Zhong Xie through neural tubes, helping Zhong Xie amplify his voice using the simplest biological methods.

The voice of one person is small, but the voices of nearly a hundred giants added together are terrifying, and they shocked the entire outfield in an instant.

"Gentlemen, I like games."

Zhong Xie smiled and said loudly, "This is the land of the dead, this is the abyss of death. As guests, most of you have forgotten your identities as dead, but it doesn't matter, because by following my footsteps, you can reach the other side of life."

The gamblers in the audience suddenly became agitated. They instinctively did not believe what Zhong Xie said. But at this time, the friends that Zhong Xie had arranged in advance began to lead the pace everywhere, guiding the gamblers to discover the truth.

There are some gamblers who are aware of the date of their own death. When their emotions are aroused by their friends, the concept of "the kingdom of the dead" immediately takes root in people's minds.

Most of these gamblers outside the venue are ordinary people. It was a bit confusing for them to come to this venue, and their relevant knowledge was all hearsay. Now there is a guy with a strong aura like Zhong Xie on the stage telling them the so-called truth, and there are "insiders" around them who keep revealing the facts, so they can't help but believe it.

No matter what these people were thinking, they could not hide their fear about their current situation. At the same time, they also began to attach great importance to the "game" mentioned by Zhong Xie.

According to a friend, once entering the venue, there is almost no way out. This is a hell for gamblers like them. Now the only chance of survival is to obey Zhong Xie's arrangements.

The eerie calm against the bright and beautiful backdrop of the venue and the platform built of flesh and blood at this moment all left a deep mark in the hearts of these gamblers, instantly awakening their already numb hearts.

Then each gambler was assigned his own room number, randomly assigned from 1 to 50. The friends released the strange creatures they controlled one after another, on the one hand to deter the gamblers, on the other hand to lead them into the box upstairs to participate in the game mentioned by Zhong Xie -

Goat game.

During this process, everyone spoke with one voice. They entered the box to participate in the gaming party for VIPs. This was in line with the special rules of the venue, so the security personnel outside could not stop them.

The operating rules within the entire venue were all set in advance by the Root Ghost Talk. Before "He" woke up, the venue could not actively violate these rules, even if the executives hiding in the dark had already noticed that something was wrong.

But if you think about it, what does it matter?

Anyway, the final outcome of these gamblers is death, which provides enough resentment for the venue. No matter what happens in the box, the worst result is the death of the gambler.

This is actually a move that is beneficial to the venue.

So the entire outside area became empty at this moment, and all the gamblers moved to the second floor, leaving only Zhong Xie, who was walking up the stairs slowly with Che Hao and Kuster.

In addition to the gamblers outside, the ghost story arena on the third floor is also an area that needs to be occupied. However, compared to the outside area, the number of gamblers upstairs is very small, and the resentment they provide is estimated to be not much. Zhong Xie only needs to control the situation on the third floor.

The layout of the fifty boxes on the second floor is basically the same. Mysterious patterns of different sizes are graffitied on the wallpaper of the same color. Under the bright lights is the game field, and if you look up, you can notice a transparent spherical container suspended in the air.

At this moment, bloody knuckles kept falling into the spherical container, attracting the attention of gamblers entering the gaming venue.

Being on the outside, they had almost never seen such a number of knuckles. The life and death of others were another matter, but these knuckles were real treasure.

actually not.

The knuckles were just randomly cut off by the [Regenerative Power] mice hidden above the spherical container. There were as many of these as one wanted. Zhong Xie had also experimented with them. The venue did not recognize such counterfeit products.

The mouse baby's knuckles are completely incomparable to the female body parts from female animals. The latter are "wealth" that can be used normally in the venue, while the former are really just "fake coins" placed high up to fool gamblers.

There are nearly two hundred players in each box, and the games they play are very simple, which are children's games that they often played when they were young.

For example, "Eagle Catches Chicken", "Cockfighting", "Marbles", "Punch in", etc.

Then a friend acted as the host and introduced the rules of the game to them. It was very simple, that is, to complete the game within three minutes to determine the winner and loser, and then follow the follow-up arrangements made by the game organizer.

The sign of the start of the game is the text barrage that appears in the mind. After the game is completed, the result is also announced directly by the text barrage. Before that, these gamblers have nearly half an hour to adapt to the rules of the game and find their favorite teammates.

When the suicide rat soldier woke up from Che Hao's Rat Palace, the barrage of comments symbolizing the start of the game simultaneously filled the minds of the gamblers in the box, pushing the competitive atmosphere in the box to its peak.

These games are related to their life and death, and the games selected by Zhong Xie are all closely related to "concentration", reducing the gambling as much as possible, allowing all gamblers to return to the most original fun of the game and enjoy the fun brought by children's games in all aspects.

Speaking of which, we have to thank the Rat King. If the Rat King hadn't set up so many children's games in the Rat Monster World, Zhong Xie might not have so many inspirations now.

As a result, the game that seems extremely childish yet exciting is played passionately in each box. It is unclear whether it is with the tacit approval of the game host in the box, some cheating behaviors are used unscrupulously in the game and are getting worse and worse.

The simpler the rules of a game, the easier it is to get impatient, especially when the outcome of the game is closely related to their life and death.

Fortunately, these games only lasted a few minutes, and the longest game was only three minutes. Victory, defeat, life and death were determined in a very short period of time in a child's play manner.

The loser looked ashen as if he had lost his temper, while the winner was beaming with joy and dancing, until the dozens of suicide rat soldiers in each box fired a second barrage of bullets at them.

"Game failed."

"vegetable."

"die."

"send."

These bullet comments were broadcasted one after another. They seemed to lack lethality. After all, they were the loser group...

No, on the contrary, it was the winners who received the barrage.

The shock caused their brains to shut down, until the high ball that symbolized victory shattered above the loser group, and those knuckles fell on the losers in the game, celebrating their "success".

As the festive music sounded, the winners of these games finally came to their senses, and what followed was the barrage of ridicule, full of malicious ridicule.

"You didn't expect that? You won the game but lost your life."

"The losers will leave here with the prize money you earned with your lives, share your lifespan, and return to the human world to enjoy decades of happiness."

"Haha, idiot!"

The instant switch between extreme joy and sorrow made the winner of the game in the box feel extremely absurd, and looking at the ecstatic losers, they suddenly felt angry.

Why?
Why are they able to survive?
Only the loser of the game can survive, so why not make it clear before the game starts?
At this moment, the victor's resentment was soaring to the sky, several times greater than the loser's sadness just now.

(End of this chapter)