The answers obtained online did not reassure Yingzhu at all, but made him even more confused.
Although Kurosaki Naruto posted a post claiming that there was only a chance of encountering a ghost.
But Yingzhu had an inexplicable premonition that as long as he walked into the elevator, he would definitely hit a ghost.
As for the stairs... not to mention the problem of ghosts hitting the walls.
How could he, an 'ordinary person' who hadn't eaten anything for almost a whole day and had to battle with strange things all night, endure going downstairs from the forties to the bottom of the building?
"It would be great if I had an aircraft!" Yingzhu felt a little envious when he saw a few office workers riding aircraft or riding on eggshell-like flying tools and carrying briefcases to go to work.
In the room, he also found what looked like an aircraft.
But looking at the exposed connectors and circuit board, it's obviously broken.
"Excuse me...are you Mr. Mishima Yingzhu?" A voice sounded beside Yingzhu.
Although he was asking, his tone was very firm.
Yingzhu turned around and saw a white-collar beauty in office attire, stepping on the aircraft and giving him a professional smile.
"Who are you?" Yingzhu asked.
The white-collar beauty said: "I am Shiratori Yuya, the manager of Futu Company. Congratulations on successfully passing the D-level weird 'test' and you are about to enter the training camp. Our company has evaluated you and feels that you may need some training." For a loan of at least 300,000 chrysanthemum coins, if you repay it within one year, we can lend it to you at a low interest rate of 7%. The interest rate within three years will not exceed 15%. If you are unable to repay it, we can still We will introduce you to a job that suits you for free, and a small portion of your salary will be used to repay the loan every month.”
"No need...thank you!" Yingzhu said subconsciously, and then his stomach growled.
Shiratori Yuya continued to look at Yingzhu with a professional smile.
"I want a loan, the highest interest rate, the highest amount...how much can I borrow?" Yingzhu asked.
He figured it out, didn't he just owe money?
If you're good at it, you'll pay off your debts every minute, if you're not good at it, you'll commit seppuku every minute, and then five hundred days later you'll be a good guy again and get a loan for nothing.
Shiratori Yuya said: "With your current credit rating and potential level, you can borrow up to 800,000 chrysanthemum coins, but the annual interest rate is 20%. At the same time, you need to sign our seal to ensure that The debt will definitely be repaid.”
As she spoke, she elegantly took out a contract with a bloody grimace.
This contract seemed to be just a rubbing version. Even so, an evil and bloody aura still came out of the contract.
Yingzhu signed the contract happily.
Then I received a transfer prompt on my mobile phone.
Then, he opened the takeout app, endured the high delivery fees, and ordered a big meal and a standard aircraft for himself.
Shiratori Yuya put away the contract, turned around and flew away.
About three minutes later, before the takeaway arrived, insurance companies, health care product companies, pre-trial cram schools, and other companies all called him one after another.
Obviously, in this information-rich world, Yingzhu has no privacy at all.
Perhaps through some data, those companies and groups know him better than he does.
After a hearty meal, Yingzhu finally received an electronic message.
The text message was sent through a special number, reminding him to dress neatly and wait at the door of his house two days later in the morning after the sun rose.
After receiving the text message, Yingzhu took advantage of the time and ordered some ingredients online. He also bought black dog blood, rooster blood, cinnabar, yellow paper and other items, and filled the house with paintings to ward off evil and protect the house. Talisman.
These spells have been proven to be effective.
It's just that without mana power, the effect is greatly reduced.
At the same time, Yingzhu also tried to practice. He could feel a huge and cold energy between heaven and earth, but he was unable to absorb and utilize it. It seemed that he lacked some necessary conditions.
Two days later in the morning, Yingzhu stood at the door.
Then he saw a large black aircraft that was silent and ghostly, floating near the fence near his door.
The hanging ladder dropped to the door.
Yingzhu climbed up the hanging ladder and was pulled into the aircraft.
There are already about a hundred people in the aircraft.
Several of them had their names flashing above their heads.
This is a monk!
They are announcing their identities to Yingzhu, and they are looking for companions in this way.
Yingzhu ignored them and didn't even look at these people.
In the early days of the world's opening up, when nothing is clear, holding together for warmth may not necessarily yield good results.
What's more...how does he know that these people who released their names and expressed their goodwill are not bait?
In the crowd, some people looked at each other, some shook their heads, and some were deep in thought.
Yingzhu, on the other hand, was sitting on an empty chair, looking out the window in trance.
After picking up about a dozen more people, the aircraft changed its course and flew towards the top of the Sky Tree.
At this time, many people came to the windows, silently and excitedly looking at the City in the Sky, which was getting closer and closer.
The bright, clean, white sky and earth, gardens, lakes, and rockeries make the surrounding life poetic and picturesque... trees, grass, and courtyards and small buildings full of artistic flavor... all of these, All slowly unfolded in front of everyone's eyes.
Compared with the pigeon cages under the Sky Tree, life on the Sky Tree is like heaven.
In the circular orbit, the artificial sun is in a low-power state while absorbing and storing a large amount of sunlight.
Light cannot dispel all weirdness, but it can make people brave and strong.
Fear is one of the core 'foods' known to weirdos.
Therefore, not being afraid of the weird is one of the basic qualities to become a member of the Ghost Slayer Team.
This is why the reserve team of the Ghost Killing Team needs such a large-scale 'audition' from the private sector.
Because some people, despite excellent performance in all aspects, after spending a lot of resources on training them, are directly frightened when faced with something strange, and have no courage to fight, let alone clear thinking and recognition.
This is a lesson learned over the past many years.
The aircraft landed on a green lawn.
Three other aircraft landed at the same time.
The door of the aircraft opened, and more than three hundred students stood at the door of the training camp.
Saburo Kobayashi was wrong!
This time, there are far more than a hundred students in a class.
Apparently due to the intrusion of the monks, the number of students in the training camp skyrocketed.
Those monks were elites in their own right, and they naturally didn't have much fear of ghosts and monsters, at least... not that much fear until they had enough understanding of these weird horrors. Coupled with the 'pride' of being a time traveler, and the preparation for exiting the world to save one's life.
The pass rate for this period has naturally increased significantly.
However, the addition of such new students also exposed another fact.
In the shadow of the sky tree, the truth is concealed, concealed.
every day! How many strange events have happened in Tamaki City?
How about as big as the Chrysanthemum Kingdom?
What about the whole world?
