Si Nuocheng discovered that apart from an ID card, Ji Si had neither a mobile phone nor a coin in his pocket.

Although I don’t know what he relies on to survive, but considering the other party’s accurate prediction ability, it must be easy to guess which store is doing the “eat as much as you eat, get free order” activity today... right?

He stopped thinking with an expressionless face. He really couldn't imagine the scene where Ji Si had a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right hand within the specified time in order to achieve the achievement of being free of orders. He was like a starving ghost.

It's so rude, I feel suffocated just thinking about it.

Si Nuocheng rubbed his eyebrows, realizing that he had not slept well and was thinking wildly. He opened the curtains and looked at the sky, and suddenly said: "Jisi, let me give you a mobile phone."

"Huh?" Ji paused and smiled, "Okay."

Ji Si didn't ask any questions at all, but Sinuocheng explained the cause and effect in detail, as if he was afraid that the other party wouldn't understand: "This is a feedback. Thank you for reminding me that something is going to happen to someone around me."

"By the way, it can also be regarded as an investment for me."

In the past, Si Nuocheng would never have spoken so bluntly, but facing Ji Si, he felt that telling the truth was the right choice: "I am a businessman, and every time I do a business, I predict the rate of return in advance. Many times.

At that time, big investment was like betting on stones, one knife would lead to heaven and the other would lead to hell.”

"The more I bet, the more I win, and I gradually begin to trust my own vision." Si Nuocheng suddenly looked back, looked directly into Ji Si's eyes, and gave him respect and affirmation, "I believe you are a beautiful piece of jade, Ji Si."

Ji Si curled his lips: "Thank you for the compliment."

"I have never met anyone who can accurately predict when, when and where a disaster will occur, never." Si Nuocheng continued, "But you did it. I don't believe in coincidences, I only believe in coincidences

It is the inevitable result of the accumulation of a large number of facts.”

"So I decided to win over you, from basic necessities to eating, drinking and having fun, using my small favors in exchange for your few words."

Si Nuocheng walked towards Ji Si step by step and stretched out his hand: "Secretary Ji, do you want to do such a business with me?"

"Perhaps, you can find a better partner. I believe that they will not treat you poorly, but they will not truly trust you. And I will never let my own people suffer."

Ji Siji laughed sincerely, he thought Si Nuocheng was very interesting.

He first praises others and then belittles himself. It seems to be a low-profile cooperation, but at the end of the conversation, he adds "Secretary Discipline", which directly limits the superior-subordinate relationship between the two parties.

At the same time, the title "Secretary Ji" is also a tactful reminder to him: I hired you to be my secretary before, and you agreed! Have you forgotten? I will let you recall the memories again to deepen the impression.

To put it bluntly, no matter whether this business succeeds or not, Si Nuo City will not lose.

This guy looks like he's only in his early twenties, and he has as many eyes as a sieve, especially the shameless royal children. They are also good at using both soft and hard tactics to win over people, tsk.

A long-lost feeling...

Ji Si held Si Nuocheng's hand and said with a smile, "Okay."

At this moment, the alien high priest finally reached a cooperative relationship with the earth's pure indigenous people and blended in... Still full of a sense of disobedience.

…

Lingdong City is still shrouded in an ominous blood color, and it looks red from a distance.

Even though there were several artificial rainfalls and a lot of sprinklers were dispatched, the scarlet and fishy smell could not be completely eradicated. Therefore, they had to increase their salary and hire a lot of cleaning staff to clean the scratches with tools, and finally cleared a path.

The filth in the sewers was extracted and shipped in large buckets to hospitals and military laboratories. Only when they came to the conclusion that blood water would not mutate animals and plants could they safely dispose of it.

The aftermath of the monster incident has not yet dissipated, and there are not many people on the street. However, the supermarket in Lingdong is overcrowded with residents, who are either grabbing rice or noodles, or grabbing oil and salt. The chaos is unprecedented, forcing the police to free up manpower to maintain order.

, no matter how loud the broadcast shouts, the citizens will grab what they need, without any ambiguity.

There were even two uncles who fought over a can of tea, and two aunts pulled each other's hair over a roll of toilet paper...

The poor young police officers were caught in the middle, shouting at the top of their lungs: "Stop fighting! The detention center is full. You really should stop fighting! Oh, no! Don't pull my clothes!"

Tear--the police officer looked shocked!

Ji Si:......

Si Nuocheng:......

Seeing this, the two people who wanted to buy some durian, herring, canned snake grass water to visit Yu Mingyang couldn't help but take a step back, turned around in a tacit understanding, and walked out of the supermarket quickly and gracefully.

A real man never looks back at the potatoes and cabbage flying behind him.

When they arrived at the mobile phone mall, Si Nuocheng sat on the sofa and worked against the clock. Ji Si followed the shopping guide through three cabinets and finally selected a dark, domestically produced phone.

Si Nuocheng directly swiped the card to pay, and waited for the balance message to be sent from his phone. He took it out and took a look, and after repeatedly confirming the number, his expression was very complicated: "Did you read the wrong zero when you picked the phone?"

With a mobile phone in his early 1,000s, he had never paid such a low price for increasing benefits for his secretary!

Ji Si was stunned: "There are no mobile phones worth hundreds of dollars in shopping malls."

Si Nuocheng:......

If you have a mobile phone with a few hundred yuan in your relationship, are you ready to choose a few hundred yuan? Do I look like the eldest son of the Si family who is short of 100 million yuan? Do you look down on me if you spend a thousand yuan to go out?

He took a deep breath and said to the shopping guide: "This quarter's new models from major brands must be of the highest configuration, so wrap them up!"

Ji Si:......

When he chooses something, he never cares about whether the style is new or whether the configuration is high-end. He only cares about whether the thing he picks hurts someone and whether it is powerful or not. Take a look at a large circle of high-end apples, pears and lychees, and then look at his hands.

Brother Brick, who is a simple and honest person, feels that he has better taste the more he compares.

For a thousand yuan, you can take away a brick guy who can hit, carry, and smash. It’s not a loss.

Before swiping the card, Ji Si gave a friendly reminder: "Someone once told me that he would not do such stupid things as owning all the mobile phones of the audience."

Si Nuocheng retorted kindly: "I didn't take the whole place. Look, I didn't take anything under five thousand." He swiped his card happily.

Ji Si:......

After applying for a card and adding data to his wallet, Ji Si got his own mobile phone. At that time, Si Nuocheng was working hard. He hugged Brother Zhuan and groped alone, downloaded the scarf, registered his mobile phone number, and changed his name to "High Priest".

【Sorry, this username has been taken.】

Okay, then change it to "High Priest of Reincarnation". Hmm, is this one also occupied? Then let's just call it "The Most Powerful Priest".

【Sorry, this username has been taken.】

Ji Si:......

He crackled and typed "All-powerful High Priest" to no avail. Changing it to "Taiwan Balm High Priest" also didn't work. Finally, Ji Si threw away his brain and added a string of prefixes and suffixes: "The most powerful all-powerful high priest in reincarnation is here."

The earth sells snake oil”!

He didn't believe that this username was still occupied by someone.

[Sorry, the nickname for the scarf cannot exceed 22 characters. 】

Ji Si:......

Finally, Ji Si calmly looked through the various user names on the bib and settled on the nickname "High Priest JS". After successfully passing it, Ji Si stretched out his finger and gently drew a protective hexagram on the nickname.

"Messenger Rune Ansoz, allows every message of mine to be spread as quickly as possible."

"Guardian Rune Ogiz allows me to hide my traces and let those who are interested search for it to no avail."

Language is a "public tool". Evil people can use it to do evil, such as keyboard warriors, who spew endless nonsense and destroy others; good people can use it to bring good news, such as artists, music and words emerge one after another, cleansing people.

human heart.

The former uses public instruments to commit evil, and the latter uses public instruments to bless, and the words coming out of the mouth of the high priest naturally become a limiting law and a living public instrument.

Words follow the Dharma and should never be repeated.

As for why he used six-pointed stars and runes instead of talismans and blessings, of course he wanted to feed the capable people and strangers in Central Continent with unfamiliar "feed". If he were abroad, Ji Si guaranteed to use talismans and blessings.

Rather than rune magic.

He just had a bad taste, that's all.

Not long after, Ji Si launched his first scarf: "On December 30, 2221, in the Ningyuan Mountains area of ​​​​North Central Continent, monsters will wake up and look for food. Please be prepared."

Click Send.

Information is like a drop of water entering the sea, but it is also like a drop of blood spreading in the sea, attracting swarms of sharks. They wander menacingly following the smell of blood, looking very ferocious.

The first person to leave a message was a troll: "Idiot! You're spreading rumors and you won't be grateful for reporting them! If you imitate that Weixin prophecy that Bo will become the leader, pretending to be a superior person and acting as a high priest, I think you are pretending to be shit! Bah, two hundred bucks for going out.

code!"

Ji Si was not angry at all and only replied slowly: "What you put out will be what you get. Energy is conserved. Don't give it away if you leave it alone."

Next, there were endless vicious curses from the other party.

Not long after, more inexplicable accounts flooded in, either cursing or watching. Although the comment area was terrible, the popularity was rising. Not long after, someone liked the "National Liaison Office for Abnormal Events"...

Everyone was making a lot of noise, but no one noticed that the first troll account never appeared again.

In a distant coastal city, an ambulance took away a college student who was crossing the street and playing with his mobile phone.

Because the other party ignored the alternation of traffic lights because of his passionate rants on the Internet, he was unfortunately hit by a second-generation drunk driver in a sports car... If it hadn't been blocked by the protective shed at the construction site, he would have died on the spot.

The screen of the mobile phone that was picked up by the doctor was broken, and the blue-purple liquid stained the screen. The doctor could only see one line of words from the lit screen: [I curse you to be hit! You are going to explode!

!]

Medical care:…

Is this the legendary worldly report?

"You're really lucky. If you get hit like this, you can still be saved." An aunt, carrying a vegetable basket, pointed at the bloody human-shaped pit on the shelter, "Maybe there were good people among our ancestors in the previous generation, right?"

…

Yanjing, National Abnormal Incident Liaison Office.

"Captain Shen, there is a strange scarf that has been trending. Take a look." Jiang Ziying, a tall and capable policewoman, sent the information to the captain and said, "It is a prophecy, the format is similar to the 'Whale Crossing Prophecy'.

The location of the incident is all there.”

Shen Yunting sighed: "I have received hundreds of prophecies these days..."

"If it's just spreading rumors to cause trouble, why should I look for you?" Jiang Ziying said firmly, "The person behind every prophecy received in the past few days can be targeted, but for this one - we can't find the person."

Shen Yunting was stunned.
Chapter completed!