"Can you be more detailed?"
Wang Ye tightened his grip on the wooden box and said calmly.
Zhou Han explained: "When people continue to awaken or practice, various kinds of qi will be produced, and these qi will merge together to form invisible lines."
"We call this secret."
"A powerful person can find your breath through these dense threads, lock you, and observe you."
"It can even curse you to death based on your breath from a distance."
"But this seed will hide your line from others."
Zhou Han paused, thought for a moment, and then continued: "But such seeds are very troublesome to cultivate and require strong mental power as nourishment. It is best to be the kind that is unconstrained, without any boundaries, and without any rules." , only in this way can seeds have such a role."
"Is this why you put your seeds in the psycho?"
Wang Ye asked.
Zhou Han nodded: "Yes, I noticed that someone was planning something on these mentally ill people, stimulating their spirits that were already stronger than normal people, and finally awakening. So I planted the seeds in their bodies in advance."
"And just in case the seeds become unusable, it gives them a friendly image."
"As long as they chant my name every day or have my face in their minds, these seeds will naturally form memories of me and can eventually be controlled by me."
Wang Ye seemed to suddenly think of something and asked: "Since these seeds only have affinity for you, how can I use them?"
"It's not a big problem. As long as I put a drop of my own blood on it, it can be handed over to others."
"It's just that this seed is still time-sensitive after all. After you take it, a flower will grow inside your body. It will continue to bloom by sucking your spiritual power. After a certain level, it will wither."
"At that point, it will have no effect."
Timeliness?
Wang Ye frowned: "In other words, it can't be used for a long time at all? That's a shame."
"You can cut off the supply of spiritual power, so that the flower will stop growing, but during the stagnation process, it will no longer help you shield the energy."
"It's the only way to extend the time."
Wang Ye thought.
In this case, it is enough.
At least in the next period of time, it will play a vital role in some of Wang Ye's plans.
"How long can this flower bloom at a normal rate?"
Wang Ye asked.
Zhou Han said without hesitation: "One week!"
A week?
Wang Ye nodded: "I need two!"
"Too much."
Zhou Han frowned.
Wang Ye's expression did not change at all. He looked at Zhou Han and said calmly: "Although I don't know why everyone wants to open their shop in my ghost gate, it must be related to some of your layout."
"But none of you have the idea of killing me, which shows that I played a vital role in the layout."
"So, I think I will still be very important in the future."
"One is just a transaction, two is friendship."
"I don't know if my friendship is worth anything though."
After hearing Wang Ye's words, Zhou Han looked at him and asked, "Are you sure?"
"I am sure."
Wang Ye nodded.
"make a deal!"
Without hesitation, Zhou Han took out another wooden box from his pocket and handed it to Wang Ye's hand.
"From now on, we are friends?"
"Yes, good friend!" Wang Ye nodded solemnly.
After receiving Wang Ye's confirmation, Zhou Han seemed to let go of something on his mind and breathed a sigh of relief. Even his iceberg-like face melted a little.
After chatting casually with Wang Ye for a few more words, he turned and left.
Looking at Zhou Han's back, Wang Ye was thoughtful.
so...
Am I really important in the layout of these people?
Being able to use a seed to buy my friendship, or a favor, without hesitation, is obviously...
Wang Ye didn't think his face was that great.
There is only one explanation, and at some point, maybe it will play an unexpected role.
"Damn, what a loss."
Wang Ye suddenly muttered something, then turned and left.
Instead of returning to his residence, he went to the Tianzhu branch.
This seed comes at just the right time. Although he cannot completely disappear from this world like Zhou Han, it is enough as long as he can erase his traces within a specific period of time.
Came to Zhang Ziliang's office.
Zhang Ziliang seemed to be thinking about something and looked a little tired.
The two dark circles under his eyes looked a bit funny, like those of an iron-eating beast.
"Boss Wang, are you inspecting again?"
Zhang Ziliang just raised his head, glanced lazily at Wang Ye, and then lowered his head again.
On the table, there is a comprehensive map of the Gate of Hell.
It was during this time that several people with supernatural powers ran around the city and painted it.
But it has been changed a lot by Zhang Ziliang, and he obviously has his own plan.
On the map, the location of the main gate, which is the gate with the Fengdu City plaque, is directly facing the depths of the wasteland. On both sides of the city gate, Zhang Ziliang exaggeratedly added a lot of armed forces.
This power...
Wang Ye looked at the information prepared by Zhang Ziliang.
Well, if everything goes well, we can directly conquer a city in the Tianzhu.
It even includes many high-tech products, all of which should be produced by Zhang Xiao's laboratory.
"Isn't that too exaggerated?"
"You are trying to kill me, Mr. Zhang."
"How can I have such dignity to do this with Zhang Xiao?"
Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Ziliang.
Zhang Ziliang remained calm, taking advantage of the opportunity to chat with Wang Ye, leaning back on the chair, resting, leisurely lighting a cigar for himself that Wang Ye shamelessly asked for, and taking a comfortable puff.
He said casually, "I've done it."
Wang Ye:? ? ?
"You sold yourself?"
"Zhang Xiao, that nerd, actually likes an old man like you?"
"It's so exciting!"
Wang Ye looked at Zhang Ziliang carefully and marveled.
Zhang Ziliang's face instantly darkened, he glared at Wang Ye and cursed: "Go away!"
"I exchanged those three drops of Liujue's blood for it."
...
Wang Ye had a strange expression: "You're arrogant, aren't you? Do you have a fever?"
With that said, Wang Ye reached out and touched Zhang Ziliang's forehead worriedly.
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