But soon, Wang Ye thought of something and asked: "Since you know the location of the cemetery, let me go. Although they are considered to be the best in the world of tomb robbers, I am not bad either!"
"If they can dig, so can I!"
Wang Ye looked at Zhao Hai as if he were looking at a fool.
If you can't do such a good deal yourself, why should you share it with others?
At first, I felt like I was making a profit from the things the Great Elder gave me in three warehouses, but now it seems that I am losing blood... I am losing so much blood!
…
Zhao Hai raised his head, looked at Wang Ye for a long time, and was also silent for a long time.
at last...
"I thought that although you proclaimed yourself the fifth think tank and were a bit narcissistic, in any case, among the few of us, you can be considered the smartest one."
"but now..."
"Maybe you are called the most reckless man in the world, and this title is more worthy of your name."
Wang Ye was stunned at what Zhao Hai said and looked at Zhao Hai with wide eyes.
Zhao Hai lit a cigarette for himself again: "I built the tomb, I buried the people, and I put the items..."
...
Wang Ye finally came to his senses and couldn't help but pat his head.
What the hell!
I've been acting recklessly for a long time recently, and I don't want to think anymore!
I can't get back to the state I was in when I was fighting Maitreya!
But Wang Ye was so shameless that he grinned innocently and didn't care: "There is always a fool beside every wise man."
"If you don't ask a few questions why at the critical moment, how can a wise man pretend to be cool?"
"How can I explain it to everyone?"
"So, is the one who always talks about 'why' really a fool?"
Wang Ye's words do sound reasonable, but if you look carefully, they still make sense.
As a result, Zhao Hai didn't know how to refute for a while.
He arranged the tomb, and they didn't know exactly how many things were inside.
With Wang's character, he will definitely do enough to save face, but after saving face, life still has to go on. How can he still put those artifacts and other extremely luxurious things in the tomb?
Everyone is already dead, why do we need all this?
Therefore, Wang Zeng had a serious talk with Zhao Hai afterwards and said this.
"Chang Geng, I don't want anyone to covet the treasures in the tomb, causing my mentor to remain unstoppable even after his death. Do you...understand?"
Of course Zhao Hai understood it instantly.
Isn't it just that after saving face and getting the things back, it's just a matter of feeling distressed.
He did the same thing.
Therefore, there was a lot of rumors from the outside world, saying that his teacher's tomb was filled with the most powerful artifacts in the world.
A group of tomb robbers had been searching for who knows how many years, but they still couldn't find it.
After all, it was planned by Zhao Hai himself. If someone could dig it out casually, it would be a slap in his face.
then...
This legend is further confirmed.
In order to be his mentor, Wang's heroic act attracted many people to join the Heavenly Court, and they fought and died generously for his sake.
After Wang Ye figured out the crux of the problem, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sympathy for Qingfeng Village, and asked curiously: "By the way, how did you and Qingfeng Village allocate Master Wang's cemetery?"
"One nine."
Zhao Hai's expression did not change.
Wang Ye was confused: "You one?"
"No, I am nine." Zhao Hai replied.
This time Wang Ye looked at Zhao Hai as if he were looking at a monster: "You are too dark, there is a pile of rags in Master Wang's tomb, you still want nine?"
...
The air became quiet again.
Zhao Hai looked at Wang Ye helplessly for a long time, and finally sighed softly: "Perhaps, you are really not qualified for some intellectual tasks."
With some disappointment, Zhao Hai stood up and came to the wall, holding a pen in his hand and constantly modifying some messy symbols.
Apparently, he was changing plans.
The core point of change is Wang Ye.
Wang Ye's face turned completely dark, and he looked straight at Zhao Hai's back: "Fuck, as for what, I just like the character of a reckless man recently. Anyway, I am the same." The fifth wise man in the world!”
"oh."
"knew."
Zhao Hai responded perfunctorily and continued to revise with the pen. After more than ten minutes, he put down the pen, turned around and glanced at Wang Ye: "By the way, what did you just say?"
...
Wang Ye said nothing and glared at Zhao Hai fiercely.
Zhao Hai sat down again and explained quietly: "The tatters in the king's eyes and the tatters in your eyes, do you think... are on the same level?"
"Or... do you really think that the Great Elder of Qingfeng Village is really a fool."
Two sentences...
Wang Ye's body just froze in place.
Damn, it makes so much sense!
For a moment, Wang Ye was about to cry. Why did he feel that his vision had reached the level of a king?
Heavenly Court, the well-deserved overlord in ancient times.
king...
The person who stood at the top in ancient times.
Including the wealth value in ancient times, it was much richer than it is now.
Think about it, even the maids next to the king are traveling in luxury cars that in their opinion are very luxurious.
turn out to be...
The clown turned out to be himself.
At this moment, Wang Ye really wanted to hide his face and run away, and deeply missed Zhang Ziliang again!
Zhao Hai’s emotional intelligence is so low!
Every sentence touches my heart!
What a good old fox, always chatting in a roundabout way, always allowing himself to discover his own problems, and also enjoying himself narcissistically...
Look, I am so clever.
You don’t need anyone to tell you what’s wrong with you, you just discover it yourself.
I examine myself three times a day!
After giving Zhao Hai a resentful look, Wang Ye decisively changed the topic: "Do you know about the things in the Scavenger City?"
"Scavenger City?"
"I know."
Zhao Hai was startled for a moment and nodded.
Wang Ye was a little surprised: "How did you know?"
Zhao Hai is now completely used to Wang Ye's mindless behavior. He doesn't even bother to waste time complaining and directly explains: "Three days ago, I just received the note left by Zhang Ziliang."
...
Sure enough, it was another message from the old fox.
Why does the old fox still divide up the time to give such crucial news? Why not just collect the notes into a letter?
It's clear at a glance.
After leaving a three-year plan, I have a plan in my mind.
This is done now, piece by piece, as if guiding myself to do it step by step.
As if he had guessed what Wang Ye was thinking, Zhao Hai said directly again: "If I tell you all the news in one go, the plate will be messed up."
"You went on a rampage and ruined all the plans."
...
Wang Ye stiffened and glared at Zhao Hai unconvinced: "It sounds like I've given you all the news. Don't you think about your own problems?"
Zhao Hai was stunned.
for a long time...
Silently lit a cigarette.
Two people, collectively isolated.
