Wang Ye subconsciously took the scroll over. Looking at the neatly arranged items and thoughtful use functions, Wang Ye returned it to Zhang Xiao without hesitation!
One glance at the contents inside will tell you that they are all top quality!
After all, it was Zhang Xiao who did it.
but...
Two pounds of blood!
Are you going to turn yourself into a mummy?
"One pound, just... just one pound!"
Zhang Xiao was just like seeing a child who likes toys, and even kept chopping his feet on the ground.
I really don’t know how her brain came up with one supernatural item after another.
"Three drops!"
Wang Ye looked at Zhang Xiao calmly and finally spoke.
"make a deal!"
What surprised him was that Zhang Xiao agreed without hesitation?
He even took out a needle and stabbed it into Wang Ye's arm.
...
For a moment, Wang Ye was as calm as he was a little messy.
Although it is said that the asking price is high and the money is paid on the spot, but... is there such a big difference in the price?
Wang Ye even suspected that the three drops he offered was a bit beyond the budget of this crazy woman.
This time, Zhang Xiao had already pointed the needle at Wang Ye's arm and pricked it hard, but with a crisp sound, the needle broke.
Wang Ye's arm was safe and sound.
With his current body function, if he could be harmed by a needle, he would not be able to afford the life he had gambled so many times.
Zhang Xiao held the needle pitifully and looked at Wang Ye with watery eyes.
If it weren't for the messy chicken coop and the thick dark circles under her eyes, she would still look a bit cute.
Wang Ye squeezed out three drops of blood by himself, and Zhang Xiao carefully put it in the container. He no longer looked at Wang Ye, but happily jumped on the cold woman's back.
"Take me back to the laboratory, immediately, immediately, quickly!"
The woman seemed to be used to Zhang Xiao's nervousness. She turned her head and nodded apologetically to Wang Ye, then carried Zhang Xiao on her back and left at an extremely fast speed.
Only Zhang Xiao's shout was left in the air.
"Just tell me what you want and I'll send someone to deliver it to you!"
Wang Ye rubbed the acupuncture point on the bridge of his nose and left a little tired.
Perhaps, only a lunatic like her can create one genius item after another.
…
When I got home, I found Xiao Wu sitting on the sofa with one foot on the front bumper of the sedan. He curiously poked at the remote control in his hand and kept pressing it.
Each time you press it, a channel jumps on the TV.
This strange scene made him a little excited, and he kept twirling his round bald head.
"Brother, I'm back."
Xiao Wu turned his head and found that it was Wang Ye who came back. He said hello casually and focused on the remote control again.
Wang Ye sat in front of his desk, lost in thought.
After 12 hours, the second eternal night will end, but the ending will be completely different from before he was reborn.
In the last life, everything happened so suddenly that the Tian group was caught off guard. Many ordinary people could only rely on self-rescue to survive.
But this time it was completely different.
More humans survived, but again, the quality varied. After all, no matter what, Tianzhu could not give up any human being, otherwise it would be no less than digging their own grave.
Wang Ye can't say whether it's good or bad...
If you look at it from Zhang Ziliang's perspective, this is definitely not a good thing.
After all, people like him always think about the human race, not a certain person.
Even if only tens of thousands of people die, as long as the supernatural beings disappear and peace and prosperity are restored, humanity will still be able to flourish everywhere in a few decades at most!
What he cares about is the results.
Otherwise, two times, three times, four times... the night will never stop. No matter how many humans survive, they will only face crises sooner or later.
Although Wang Ye did not agree with all of Zhang Ziliang's ideas, he would not object.
Put aside this headache.
This trip to the wasteland was fruitful.
There are many strange and strange supernatural objects, as well as some information recorded in some special areas, including Xiao Wu's dictation.
Wang Ye has an increasingly clear understanding of the world.
I even have some guesses about the root cause, but I don't dare to be sure until there are no substantive clues.
As for the tasks of the post office, they have also been overfulfilled.
The last ghost general and Xiao Wu casually filled it in with one.
I just don’t know what weird tasks the post office will give me in this intermediate ghost job assessment.
The point is...
What would be the privilege of an intermediate ghost?
As for the second floor of the post office, Wang Ye has been looking forward to it. He has a hunch that when he can step onto the second floor of the post office one day, the post office will be much clearer in front of him.
He took out the three pages of paper from the desk drawer, and the red writing on them was still faintly visible.
But Wang Ye still didn't dare to let his handwriting become clear again.
The price...is too great.
Wang Ye followed his usual habit of writing and drawing in his diary, and occasionally crossed out something.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a name in the corner of the diary.
Zhou Han.
"Zhou Han?"
This name looked very familiar, but Wang Ye couldn't remember anything about the owner of this name.
But looking at the handwriting, it was clearly written by himself!
Own...
Forgot something?
Wang Ye frowned slightly and started to turn over the first page of the diary, comparing what happened one by one.
finally...
On the outskirts of the wasteland, there is the Thunder Sound Fruit.
Hearse incident.
Playground incident.
A series of supernatural events passed through my mind, and it seemed like... there was a face that was always blurry.
Wang Ye seemed to be going crazy, constantly searching for Zhou Han's name, and finally sat down heavily on the chair and closed his eyes tiredly.
That face...
Is it Zhou Han?
Even when Wang Ye was thinking, the word "Zhou Han" was gradually fading.
Finally disappeared into the diary.
I don't know when Wang Ye fell asleep.
He kept running around in the wasteland and didn't even take a good rest after returning.
This kind of mental fatigue finally made him unable to bear it anymore.
But even as he was sleeping, Wang Ye held the boning knife tightly in his hand.
Xiao Wu stood up at some point, picked up a coat and put it on Wang Ye. He turned off the TV and tried not to make any noise and disturb Wang Ye's rest.
As for the fourth child...
It is as motionless as a sculpture.
Not even giving off any breath.
