Author: Monroe Wuque

The Yin-Yang Tao player has a 99% chance of being hostile to the Eye Spirit Cult. Looking at the player's style of action, the possibility has increased to 100%.

But Wei Miao did not agree immediately: "Do you have any ideas about pregnancy?"

"Fear is enough now, but the soul is a difficult problem. I once thought about letting out rumors that the fewer people are alive, the frequency of ghosts killing will decrease, but such agitation is unrealistic. Besides, fear is the companion of killing, unless

…” He sneered, “There are fewer people left so much that even if they are extremely afraid, they cannot keep up with the speed of dead people.”

This idea is very distinctive.

"In addition to artificial fuel, it is possible..." Yang Fan thought, "It is feasible."

Wei Chuanwu nodded and emphasized again: "No matter what, we must get rid of goodness and be righteous. As a person from the Yin and Yang path, he will not sit idly by and watch us kill, and is hunting ghosts to slow down the speed of pregnancy.

In either way, he has hindered our mission.”

Wei Chuanwu's logic is very clear. He did not convince her from the perspective of the ghost world, but instead grasped the cooperation point that both of them needed to ensure the ghoul domain's birth, and convinced her with the pros and cons.

"We" is a very useful word.

Wei Miao manipulated Yang Fan and agreed to him. They now have common interests, and it is hard to say when the pregnancy is completed.

Based on the style of Guishi's behavior, Wei Miao has already had some guesses about his tasks.

Yang Fan stepped forward a few steps: "But it's not easy to kill him. I'm not sure about it in advance that my frontal combat ability is not strong and I prefer support."

Wei Miao now has too few direct killing methods, and he is strong behind the scenes.

Wei Chuanwu: "What are your abilities?"

"My weird eyes can see through the illusion and have a certain premonition of crisis. In addition, I have a little understanding of mysticism."

Wei Chuanwu smiled faintly: "You might as well say that you can't come in handy."

Yang Fan smiled embarrassedly: "What about you?"

Wei Chuanwu briefly said: "My weapon is a revolver, and there are limited bullets."

In the new stage, when everyone only has one or two skills, the hot weapon is a killer weapon.

So Yang Fan asked in confusion: "With a gun, I ran into Shan before and thought it was right, so why couldn't I kill him?"

Wei Chuanwu's mouth twitched: "In order to pretend to be a ghost, I specially used a fruit knife to cut my throat to kill, creating panic, because at the beginning, neither fear nor soul could meet the requirements of the ceremony."

"I usually kill people and pick up bathrooms. After handling the scene, I took the elevator at the end. He didn't sleep in the elevator in the middle of the night. If I knew he was kind and righteous at the beginning, I would draw my gun immediately."

"It's a pity that I don't know. He raised his hand and almost knocked me down with a light beam. If I hadn't pulled out the gun in time to intimidate him, I would have disappeared first."

Yang Fan: "Then why don't you shoot?"

Wei Chuanwu sneered: "The one who threatened me that it could be faster than the light or the gun. I have no doubt that he could die with me. He doesn't care about the failure of the mission, I care."

Yang Fan thought for a while: "Have he seen you?"

Wei Chuanwu: "I originally wore a mask and a hat, but it fell off when I was beaten. The light column was very evil and could remove the disguise."

Yang Fan turned to another point: "I am responsible for the delivery of supplies. You can change your clothes, shave your head, and follow me to the 2nd vegetarian."

Wei Chuanwu understood what he meant: "But can you guarantee that he was going downstairs to get supplies?"

Yang Fan: "Tomorrow... it is unlikely tomorrow. There will be supplies for the whole dormitory the day after tomorrow. You can go with me the day after tomorrow. He is such a kind person, and it is very likely that he will do the supplies for him."

"Okay, if it doesn't work, think of another way." Wei Chuanwu said, "Do you know the news about the last player?"

Yang Fan: "I don't know very well. Uh... don't you go to the school forum?"

Wei Chuanwu spread his hands: "I used to go there, but I didn't bring a charging cable when I went out, so it turned off."

No wonder they didn’t reply to the fishing post. When players see the post, they usually contact them with the idea of ​​touching the bottom line.

"So goodbye tomorrow." Yang Fan put on the high heels in his hand and flipped them down from the exterior wall.

Wei Chuanwu looked at his back with deep eyes.

Yang Fan returned the same way, gritted his teeth and took off his tighter and tighter high heels, and threw them back into the black plastic bag.

Then, he transferred the unearthed capital building and returned to the logistics department. His colleagues asked why he had gone out for so long, and he casually evaded it.

In the office, he took out his cell phone and unlocked his fingerprint, and wanted to find his job in some past chat records.

He may only be responsible for the supplies of the 1st Zhai, but Wei Chuanwu did arouse Wei Miao's intention to be honest and righteous. Yang Fan is a very useful tool.

In the vx group, he found the task message sent by his superiors. He was indeed only responsible for the supplies of 1 Zhai, and 2 Zhai was responsible for a person named "Ji Hongyi".

He flipped into Ji Hongyi's chat column in his address book and said that he wanted to change the dormitory supplies to him later.

Originally, the supplies were for two or three days, but today, people from all major dormitories reported that the principal might have been killed and did not get the supplies, so they needed to go and replenish the supplies.

Of course, Ji Hongyi did not agree at once, but asked him why.

Wei Miao is very good at making up false reasons. He told him that it was because his friend's child was there in 2 Zhai, and he wanted to go and take a look, and at the same time he said that tomorrow's material supplement could be done for him.

Maybe it was because of the many years of colleagues, Ji Hongyi agreed.

Wei Miao, who had completed the pre-work, began to analyze Wei Chuanwu in his mind.

He looks average and fights crazy. This is the evaluation of "the sky, blue earth and earth". In his words, his attitude of killing people is like drinking water, which is enough to prove that he is not a peace-hearted player.

His attitude may be very pure and "high". He is a player, and he does not ignore this fundamental identity. He ignores these game NPCs. Perhaps in his eyes, all life is just a string of data, and he can do whatever he wants to complete the task.

But good thoughts that justice is different. He has immersed in the game with emotional morality and reality. He calls himself a judge and wants to seek justice in the game of a masquerade.

This itself is not a game, in terms of the potential hint of the Masked Dance. It declares legal disclaimer and identity hiding from the beginning, vaguely guiding its value identity.

It does not recognize the so-called justice, or the secular morality is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Masked Balcon.

Both, including the camp they are in, are too extreme.

Working with people like Wei Chuanwu requires eight hundred minds, and he doesn't look like someone who can live in peace.

Then, some insurance measures need to be planned.
Chapter completed!