Global Game, Start By Becoming A Necromancer

Zhu Wenfu did not let them go directly. He suggested that everyone talk about their missions.

He wanted to select the simplest tasks first, help these people complete them one by one, and then obtain some demonic power from them.

"We have no need to hide it. Now the military has begun to appear professionals who have changed jobs.

Only by rapidly growing in strength can we really avoid being killed by those guys who claim to be righteous. "

Zhu Wenfu continued to instill his ideas into these people, making some of them nod slightly.

However, some people still expressed their opinions at this time.

A middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties looked around and asked Zhu Wenfu:

"Chief, I want to know, how much demonic power do you want to get from each of us?"

Zhu Wenfu smiled, someone finally asked this question.

However, he was already prepared and said with a smile:

"You have one-tenth of the devil's power, don't tell me too much.

After completing the mission, you will only be able to obtain more demonic power.

It's a win-win deal, and if anyone wants out, they can do so now.

However, those who leave must leave my gathering place. "

He looked at these contractors with a smile, although he could not take action against them due to the devil's contract.

However, it couldn't be easier to control them.

As long as they are driven out of the gathering place, the military will definitely take action against them.

More than once, he saw some military detectives appearing around him.

These contractors obviously knew this, and finally nodded slowly.

At this moment, Yang Dongcai suddenly said with a bad smile:

"I think we can just let Wu Hao complete the task first. His task is to torture and kill women.

In fact, I have long been curious about what he did to those women to make the corpses look so horrified. "

Gu Qinghan glanced at him and saw that this guy was smiling at him, showing two rows of big yellow teeth.

He did it on purpose, just taking this opportunity to make a fool of himself with his disliked enemy.

Others also cast their gazes over, with bloodthirsty eyes on their faces, as if they were all looking forward to Gu Qinghan's performance.

Gu Qinghan shook his head and used the poisonous mist to condense a line of words:

"Killing requires a long process, so we can only do it slowly."

Everyone suddenly showed disappointed expressions, as if they were a little regretful that they couldn't see a bloody performance.

No one wanted to speak first. In the end, Zhu Wenfu could only take the lead and set an example and said:

"Since no one wants to be the first to reveal their mission, I'll take the lead.

My mission is to help my master cultivate a seedling of the Tree of Soul.

The Soul Tree seedlings will produce some fruits. After taking these fruits, you can control the little devil.

This is how the people in our gathering place who can control the little devil come to be.

One fruit can probably allow a bleeding person to control a dozen to dozens of little devils. "

A contractor looked at Zhu Wenfu with a glint in his eyes and asked:

"Can we use it then?"

Zhu Wenfu frowned, glanced at him and said:

"Are the powers of those little devils still useful to you?"

The man chuckled and said immediately:

"Mosquito legs, no matter how small they are, are still meat. Now that we have established a cooperative relationship, we must share this good thing."

Zhu Wenfu seemed a little hesitant, and after a while he said to these people:

"It's okay to give you some, but I want to keep some for later use.

If you need it, each of you can only take one to play with.

However, if you want it, you must eat it on the spot. You must not take this thing away. "

Gu Qinghan suddenly frowned when he heard Zhu Wenfu's words.

Wouldn’t those who eat this food become nourishment?

This is what Brother Wang got from the conversation with Shouhou yesterday. He also saw the woman controlling her male favorite in a similar way.

Who is lying?

Could it be that Zhu Wenfu wanted to control these people and make them his own nourishment?

Gu Qinghan suddenly felt that the relationship between this group of devil contractors did not seem to be entirely harmonious.

Many people immediately showed interest and asked Zhu Wenfu for the fruits.

In the end, only a few people did not take the initiative to eat the fruits.

"Bah, it tastes so bad, it's like drinking a mouthful of blood!"

One person said with a grimace, but he didn't look stupid at all.

Others also showed disgusting expressions, but showed no other signs.

Gu Qinghan saw everyone's expressions in his eyes and gradually ruled out certain possibilities in his mind.

Judging from the current situation, Zhu Wenfu has not allowed these contractors to become his nourishment.

Thinking about it, there should be some restrictions between contractors and they cannot attack each other.

This kind of control should also be considered as an attack, right?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Gu Qinghan's mind, and he thought of some possibility.

The person just said, does this taste like blood?

With Zhu Wenfu's caution, Gu Qinghan didn't think he would reveal all his secrets to everyone.

As for the so-called spiritual tree, it was all Zhu Wenfu's one-sided words.

No one has ever seen that tree. Could it be that there is no such thing as a tree here?

Zhu Wenfu's contracted demon is to control demons, and the fruit can give people the ability to control little demons...

Could it be that……

Gu Qinghan's pupils shrank, and when he looked at Zhu Wenfu again, there was already a hint of thinking in his eyes.

At this time, Zhu Wenfu still had a few fruits left in his hand. He looked at the contractors who had not eaten and asked:

"There's no use keeping these. You can eat them one by one."

He casually tossed the red fruits in his hand and threw them towards the few people who had not eaten them.

Several people, including Gu Qinghan, took the fruit but did not eat it immediately.

Zhu Wenfu glanced at them and said with a smile:

"What are you doing, are you afraid that I'll poison you?

If there's something wrong with the fruit, wouldn't I become your prey? "

When he spoke, it was like a boss using workplace talk to fool his subordinates.

However, this kind of statement is very practical.

Everyone except Gu Qinghan looked at the red fruit before throwing it into their mouths.

Although it did taste like blood, they did want to try what it would be like to be able to control the imp.

After all, who would want too little of something like strength?

When Gu Qinghan threw it into his mouth, he kept an eye on it and directly put the fruit into the dead space.

Then, a group of people will continue the topic just now.

At this moment, Zhu Wenfu suddenly stood up, put his hands on the table and said with a smile:

"Okay, okay, I'm not worried about what your mission is.

Now, each one gives me half of his demonic power. "

His change of attitude was so sudden that no one expected it.

Zhu Wenfu finally took off his hypocritical mask and said:

"What do you think you just ate?

It doesn’t matter if I tell you, what you eat is not the fruit of the spiritual tree at all. "

"What is that?" a professional asked with an ugly expression.

"It's my flesh and blood."