Li Zheng came to SB, on the one hand, to find Qizhi, to continue his NPC journey of creation, and to send people to the heroine to see if he can trigger any changes; on the other hand, he was looking for Yu Xin, the strawberry farmer.
In her iterative experiment, Yu Xin successfully transformed into a cyber ghost. After SB appeared in Winter Garden, Li Zheng asked her to hack into SB's computer system, but there was no feedback from Yu Xin before they left Winter Garden.
There was a computer in the reading room in the rest area of the company building. Li Zheng took Yan Yueming there with ease, but there was no trace of Yu Xin on the computer, nor were there any icons related to strawberries.
Yan Yueming also reached out and waved at the camera, but there was no response. He said worriedly: "She is such a genius, she should be fine, right? And she is already an NPC."
Everyone is already dead. Who can kill her in the online world? SB doesn't look like a very high-tech place either.
Li Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Wait a little longer."
Yan Yueming calmed down and continued to observe his surroundings. The reading room is surrounded by glass walls, through which you can clearly see the employees passing by outside. Compared to the Troublesome Unlimited Company, the Shapo Group is really no different from the big groups in the impression, except for being a little bit bloody. Everything is very real, and it makes people feel like they are still in the real world.
Li Zheng and he came to the door with black cards, which were set as [Guests], so the employees here were very polite to them. Except for the fact that some offices, file rooms and other areas were not allowed to enter, there was no problem in passing.
Yan Yueming carefully browsed through the books on the bookshelf. There were not many serious economic books. Books such as "Memoirs of the Chairman" and "Shabo Storm" accounted for a small half, and the other half were various books. Bloody sadomasochism, there are only sporadic books about Hu Di.
"Hey, what is that over there?" Yan Yueming saw a group of buildings outside the building through the glass wall again. There are single-family and townhouses, as well as five- and six-story apartment buildings, etc. Surrounded by high-rise buildings, the greenery is very good and lush.
"SB's employee community." Li Zheng walked to him.
"The Shapo family also lives there?"
"yes."
"Is that the TV tower opposite? It looks like a church... By the way, where is the omniscient and omnipotent space station?"
"Near the Demon Cliff."
Boss Li, who regards cracks as his own, certainly knows many secrets of Hu Di. He asked Yan Yueming to look into the distance. Under the blue sky and white clouds, a high cliff could be clearly seen in the distance.
That is also the commanding height of the entire Hu Di, because except there, there are no other mountains around the Hu Di.
Li Zheng glanced back at the computer screen. There was still no response there. He quickly made a decision, "Let's go to the omniscient and omnipotent space station."
At the same time, No. 56 Fulin Road.
Today is the Nth day of Xin Gui Xiaowen's promotion to tea serving boy. As for what N is, Xiaowen doesn't remember. He only remembered that he had always been here, and he never thought about where he came from and where he was going.
"Xiaowen, what are you doing?"
"Oh, here it comes."
Xiao Wen walked out with the drink. The king was having a banquet today. He couldn't let his guard down, otherwise it would be terrible if the king got angry. Thinking like this, he
He quickened his pace again,
through the corridor,
Got outside.
The banquet had already begun. Paper lanterns were hung all over the eaves and treetops. All the guests were sitting on the floor and singing to the moon. It seemed like a celebrity. But if you look carefully, you can see that some of these guests wear hats tilted, showing pale faces, and some of them are drunk and have furry tails exposed under their clothes.
However, Xiao Wen didn't find it strange. He seemed to have seen the scene in front of him countless times, so he wouldn't have any doubts. He would only occasionally feel that there were other ghosts in this scene who looked familiar, but he couldn't remember why he felt familiar.
For example, the musician in the corner is really good at playing suona.
A sound enters the soul.
Two funerals.
Three blasts to heaven.
This melody is also a bit familiar. It obviously feels like it should be joyful, but when played through the suona, it becomes very hellish. Xiao Wen trembled all over after hearing this, and the familiar feeling disappeared again.
The guests present didn't think anything of it, they were intoxicated by it. A little further away from the banquet venue, there was still the sound of people coming.
That's the Bazaar of the Dead.
Xiaowen felt a little envious, and didn't know when the busy work here would be over, so he could go to the market to have some fun. The market is really lively. I heard from other ghosts that the new eye shadow in the market is an authentic dark blue color. With it, I can look the same as other ghosts.
Thinking this, Xiaowen looked at his reflection in the wine glass again. It's not pale enough, the eye circles are not green, and it doesn't conform to public aesthetics at all.
&nbs
p; Why is this happening?
Why didn't my mother give me a more standard birth?
Huh? Mother?
Xiaowen's brain was slightly short-circuited. He raised a hand and knocked on his head, feeling that he had forgotten something. Suddenly, a cat suddenly jumped down from the tree, jumped onto the wine table, and knocked over a bottle of wine. The wine spilled and wet the guest's dress, and the guest screamed. The sound was like fingernails rubbing against the glass, which gave Xiaowen a terrible headache.
what happened?
what happened?
"Meow." The cat meowed, jumping from one table to another, causing a commotion all the way.
The king sitting in the first seat has a white face and no beard, and his long hair reaches to his waist and is still curly. As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you must dress filial piety. He was so well dressed in filial piety clothes that he wished he had seventy or eighty younger brothers behind him to help him hold up his clothes and fan him.
The hand pointed forward again, lazily and bonelessly, "Catch it for me, the king."
The little devils holding mourning sticks immediately rushed towards the cat. The scene was chaotic, some guests were giggling, some were dodging, covering their hats and hiding under the table.
Xiaowen also wanted to hide. His instinct told him that if the wail stick hit him, his soul would fly away. But another instinct of his also told him that the cat was important.
"Meow~"
"Where to run!"
With a clanging sound, cups and dishes fell to the floor. The suona also started to play nonsense, causing the kid holding the mourning stick to tilt his feet, triggering a series of chain reactions.
"Ouch, ouch!" This one tripped over that one, and that one tripped over the next one. The worse the person below fell, the more interested the king became in watching.
Xiaowen dodged and chased the cat. He couldn't throw away the tray in hand because he couldn't throw it away. He doesn't know why
What can't be thrown away, anyway, that's his duty, he's just a tray kid.
As he was carrying the plate, there was a clang behind him, and the water tank in the courtyard broke. When he turned around, he saw that the fat ghost holding the water tank had a black face. He looked much more ghost-like than him, and he was full of resentment.
Hey, this ghost looks a bit familiar.
"What are you looking at, kid! Why don't you bring me a new tank! ()"
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Xiaowen sighed from the bottom of his heart. When he turned his head, he saw the table full of heads. Men, women, old and young, all the heads on the table were placed there, blinking at him. There's even a fish head with rolled eyes.
At that moment, Xiaowen's goosebumps fell all over the floor. The rich stall owner rubbed his hands and asked him with a smile: "Guest, do you want to buy a head? They are all fresh heads, picked not long ago, and sold now."
"No, no, no, no -" Xiao Wen didn't want to change his head, and there was a head on the table staring at him, staring at him so hard that his eyes were almost bloodshot.
Xiaowen ran away quickly, and the old ghost holding the tank followed behind, cursing. The two ghosts walked forward and soon arrived at the most lively core area of the market, where an auction was being held.
There is a row of iron cages on the stage, and the cages contain people wearing orange-red clothes, both men and women.
The color of this dress... is so beautiful!
Xiaowen felt that her soul was attracted by the beautiful colors, so she squeezed in with a tray to take a look. The guest next to me happened to be holding up a sign. The small mahogany sign had numbers written on it. He raised it above his head as if he was holding a tablet.
"I'll give you my heart and soul!"
Other customers have increased their prices.
"I'll give you two and a half!"
"I'll pay three taels!"
…
The female auctioneer wore a gold-woven robe with one arm exposed, one foot on a round stool, and a large scimitar hanging from her waist. The sharp and smiling eyes swept across the whole place, raised his chin, and said: "Look at this guy, with his superb soul and unyielding will. Is this the price you just want?"
He immediately answered her: "This is the unit price, not the package price!"
The auctioneer was delighted, "If we package it up and sell it, who cares about your heart and soul? No dog will even eat your heart and soul!"
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Amidst the roar of laughter, a voice suddenly emerged, "I will give you a life-changing letter!"
Hu land.
Yan Yueming looked at the huge sinkhole in front of him with confusion on his face, "Is this the omniscient and omnipotent space station? Is it in this sinkhole? Why is it gone?"
Li Zheng sneered, "Run away."!
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