After stepping out of the trick door, Zhang Yan returned to the real world.
His head suddenly felt dizzy, making him almost unable to stand still.
"Mr. Zhang Yan, you're out."
As soon as the receptionist standing outside the trick door saw Zhang Yan, she hurriedly came over.
Zhang Yan rubbed his temples and glanced at her.
This is another new receptionist. She looks handsome, but he has never seen her before.
It is estimated that the Chen family where Chen Xiaoxiao lives is panicking now that they know that the patriarch has been killed by him.
Chen Xiaoxiao didn't dare to work in the Guimen Office anymore.
"What's the date today?"
Zhang Yan asked.
He thought to himself that in the script of Changshou Hospital, he only stayed for one night.
It shouldn't take long.
Unexpectedly, the new receptionist replied with a smile: "Today is the 23rd, Mr. Zhang Yan."
"What!
Is it already the 23rd? "
Zhang Yan was shocked.
Unexpectedly, after one night in the strange world, eleven days have passed in the real world.
Sure enough, as I heard in the last life, there are many difficult scripts, and the passage of time will be completely different from the real world.
The script of Changshou Hospital is extremely difficult.
If it weren't for Zhang Yan's eight-point light wheel that can restrain mutant humans with weak soul power, and Nie Xiaoqian who can fly.
It is almost impossible to completely break through this script.
"Mr. Zhang Yan, would you like to go to the Guild Gate Office to sell omens?
Our director said that as long as you sell it, we will recycle it at a high price. "
the receptionist asked expectantly.
She had heard of Zhang Yan's deeds. Zhang Yan had sold two D9-level omens to the Sly Gate Office twice before.
Directly let Director Zhang from the Trickster Office become the deputy mayor.
The former receptionist became a secretary, and now he is the current director of the Trickster Office.
The speed of this level jump is simply faster than riding a rocket.
So now all the receptionists have memorized Zhang Yan's appearance and are waiting for him to appear.
This receptionist lady is no exception.
When Zhang Yan actually appeared during the time period she was responsible for, the young lady was overwhelmed with happiness.
"I won't go to the trick door today."
Zhang Yan wanted to go home quickly to sort out the results.
What's more, he would be heartbroken if he sold any of the things he brought back from the strange world this time.
Simply don't sell any of them.
Under the disappointed and resentful gaze of the receptionist, Zhang Yan left in a hurry.
After he returned home, he greeted his parents and asked them to call him after they finished eating.
Then I couldn’t wait to sort out the harvest of the longevity hospital script.
Everything you can bring out is on you.
He took them out one by one.
The first is the small black box given to him by the aliens. It is unclear what use this thing has for the time being.
But it should be good stuff.
Zhang Yan put it aside.
“The creatures in the longevity hospital are basically dead.
I wonder if it can trigger the effect of Family Killer? "
He took out another eighty ghost coins.
These ghost coins were the reward that Wu Ling deposited into his mobile phone account after he completed the task.
After he left the trick door, he became the real thing.
Not bad actually.
After all, eighty ghost coins are already worth eight million credits.
But these did not catch Zhang Yan's eyes.
In the entire Changshou Hospital script, apart from firearms, there are not many things that can be used.
He felt around again and finally found five bullets.
"What the hell are these bullets?"
Zhang Yan was stunned.
He remembered that these bullets did not exist in the firearms he collected.
The bullets are old-fashioned pistol bullets and can never be used in submachine guns.
It doesn't look like the caliber is big either.
"Is it possible..."
Zhang Yan's heart beat several times.
He quickly took out the medieval pistol from Liaozhai World.
The bullets in this medieval pistol had been exhausted by him and it was reduced to semi-waste.
His hands were shaking as he tried to insert the bullet.
"It really fits in!"
Zhang Yan was overjoyed.
This ancient pistol is no ordinary thing, it can even kill regular creatures.
With this gun, he will be much more at ease when entering the rules-based ghost stories.
However, this is all the gain from the script of Changshou Hospital.
not much.
But it’s also within reason.
After all, he didn't encounter the weird situation that happened twice before in the script of Changshou Hospital.
This time the script looks like a normal weird script.
“It’s a shame there’s no reward for triggering the family killer.
Is it because I didn’t kill him completely, or is the script of Changshou Hospital not in line with the family’s requirements?
The most important thing is indeed the black box given to me by the jelly aliens. "
Zhang Yan squinted and focused his attention on the black box.
Still didn't see the reason, so he put the box into the world of Liaozhai.
Opening the book again, the introduction to Black Box has appeared in the book.
[Interstellar Relic·Organ Box:
This is the box where the Jelly Stars place their organs, and it makes creepy sounds when used.
Organs can be installed inside and pieced together to form a replica of the owner.
The owner can control the clone's thinking and behavior. 】
Zhang Yan was even more surprised after reading the introduction of the box: “The alien products are extraordinary, and if you give me any of them, they are awesome.
This thing can create a copy of me. I'm afraid it's another D-level or above soul-residing object.
The clone of Wang Qianqian created by Liu Mengyao at that time should have used similar technology.
But this box is more useful. After all, the clone created by Liu Mengyao has no soul and can only sleep.
As for me, I can control its activities.
I just don’t know if the strength will be the same as mine after it is made. "
He put the organ box back properly.
Just then, my sister knocked on the door: "Brother, mom asked you to go out for dinner."
"Okay, I'll be out right away."
Zhang Yan changed his clothes and went to the restaurant downstairs.
There were only four members of their family sitting in the huge home restaurant.
Zhang Yan released Nie Xiaoqian and sat next to him.
Nie Xiaoqian was a companion ghost, so naturally she couldn't eat. She just sat aside with a dull expression.
His mother kept talking about where there are discounted dishes in the supermarket in Dongmen.
Dad talked enthusiastically about going fishing with a group of old guys and catching a lot.
Tonight's big dish is made from the fish he caught.
Zhang Yan felt very warm.
This is his dream family.
The family is harmonious and there are endless things to say.
Even though I have plenty of money, I still live the same ordinary life as before.
Good.
real.
After ending the tense and weird script, only returning here can calm Zhang Yan's tense nerves.
"Sister, give me your hand."
Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Sihan who was eating and chatting about interesting things about school.
Zhang Sihan knew what his brother wanted to do, so he obediently handed over his hand.
Zhang Yan held it and felt it.
Zhang Sihan frowned: "Brother, I always have some strange dreams when I sleep with this necklace."
"What exactly was the dream?"
Zhang Yan asked.
"I dreamed of a big villa, which was smaller than our current home.
There was a couple inside, as well as two strange-looking children. "
Zhang Sihan hesitated.
Zhang Yan was very surprised. It sounded like that place was the weird script for him to get his mother's necklace.
This is a good sign.
"Great, it seems you have some initial inspiration."
Zhang Yan said.
"Am I inspired?"
Zhang Sihan was delighted when he heard this.
But then he became confused: "Didn't the teacher say that inspiration can only be known after the soul-transmitting ceremony?
Brother, how did you know I had inspiration? "
"Don't ask any more questions, and don't tell anyone."
Zhang Yan ordered his sister.
My sister has a good mouth, and she will definitely do what he asks her to do.
He is not worried about this.
After all, Zhang Yan doesn't plan to reveal the method of artificially stimulating inspiration for the time being.
After eating, he went out after everyone in his family went to bed.
Zhang Yan is going to find the materials in the organ box.
Not far from the gate of his home, he suddenly heard something on the mountain road. He stopped immediately and snorted: "Get out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, rustling sounds came from all around.
