I am a Celestial Master at full level, you want me to join the Rules and Ghost Story?

Zhang Yangqing nodded, but did not rush to get out of the car. Instead, he looked around carefully through the window.

The gas station looked old, the ground was covered with black oil stains, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of gasoline mixed with some indescribable smell of decay.

The lights in the gas station were dim, shining on the faces of the two staff members, making them look particularly strange.

The two staff members were wearing oil-stained uniforms and stood expressionlessly beside the gas pump with empty eyes, like two soulless bodies.

Their movements were mechanical and stiff, and when they occasionally turned their necks, a "clicking" sound was made, as if rusty gears were barely turning.

Their aura was cold and oppressive, as if blending into the surrounding darkness, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

When the wolf demon saw the two of them, he felt very pressured. That's right, these two were hidden weirdness, and they brought a certain horror aura with them when they appeared.

As an old chosen one, Zhang Yangqing could see it at a glance.

The place where this kind of guy appears must be unusual.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yangqing continued to observe. Next to the gas station was a small parking lot with more than a dozen cars parked.

These cars are of different models, some are brand new, while others are very old and worn out. Some even have broken windows and their bodies are covered with scratches and dents.

Zhang Yangqing narrowed his eyes and analyzed in his mind: These cars are obviously not ordinary vehicles. There must be some special reason why they are parked here.

This reminded me of a checkpoint I passed before, where there were also many cars parked, and those cars were stopped in a hidden and strange way.

Since there are cars here, it means that there may be some unknown rules nearby.

But Zhang Yangqing was not clear about the rules here, and acting rashly would only lead to danger.

He decided to wait for the motorcycle gang to arrive.

After all, the rules state that after a drag race wins, the motorcycle gang will provide help.

Maybe they know something. There is a clue here. The man with the turban mentioned the gas station in the bar, which proves that he must have been there.

About seventeen minutes later, there was a noisy sound of footsteps and cursing in the distance.

Zhang Yangqing looked up and saw a group of motorcyclists pushing their bikes towards them in a panic.

Their clothes were covered in dirt and oil, and some had scratches on their faces, obviously having just fallen.

The turbaned man was walking in front, his face livid. When he saw Zhang Yangqing, he kept cursing, "You have no moral principles! You actually tampered with our fuel tank!"

Zhang Yangqing rolled down the car window and said calmly, "You should accept the loss if you lose. If you lose, you should fulfill your promise."

In this world of weird rules, don't talk to me about reason, we are talking about rules.

But if you want to use force against me, that's something I'm good at.

The turbaned man gritted his teeth. Although he was unwilling, he still nodded: "Okay, you are so cruel! What do you want to know?"

Zhang Yangqing pointed at the gas station and asked, "What's going on with this gas station? Since you know there is a gas station here, you should be aware of the rules here, right?"

The turbaned man sighed and lowered his voice and said, "There is a ghost wall area ahead. You can't get out at night. If you want to get through, you must add special oil here. Otherwise, the car will get stuck in an infinite loop and can never get out. So we usually rest in the bar and leave during the day. This situation will not happen during the day."

Zhang Yangqing frowned and pointed to the parking lot: "What's wrong with those cars?"

The turbaned man thought for a while and whispered, "Refueling at this gas station is free, but the staff will assign you tasks. If you fail to complete the tasks, your car will be detained, just like those cars."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Yangqing's eyes: "Do you often refuel here? What's the mission?"

The turbaned man gave a bitter smile. "We occasionally come here to refuel. The mission is different every time, but most of the time we are asked to go to K City to steal car logos. There are some special vehicles in K City with some strange power attached to the logos. After stealing them, give them to the staff at the gas station, and they will refuel you."

Car logo? Special power? That's the clue.

After listening to this, Zhang Yangqing already had an idea in his mind.

It is definitely impossible to do this under normal circumstances, so you definitely need some help.

The wolf demon whispered, "Boss, what should we do next?"

Zhang Yangqing said calmly: "The rules say that they will provide help if you win, so let's see to what extent they can help."

Thinking of this, Zhang Yangqing got out of the car, walked up to the turbaned man, and began to discuss the issue of cooperation.

As a member of a motorcycle gang, he was trustworthy and agreed to help Zhang Yangqing.

But they will only enter K City during the day and will have to go back to drink later.

Zhang Yangqing didn't say anything, after all, he just went in during the day.

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After the discussion, everyone drove their cars to the gas station.

The hidden weirdness of the two gas stations remained expressionless. As long as their rules were not violated, they would not care who came.

During the refueling process, the hidden weirdness began to assign tasks to the motorcycle gang and Zhang Yangqing.

The tasks of the motorcycle gangs are very simple, they all have to steal a designated car logo.

After they got the task, they all looked relaxed.

But when it came to Zhang Yangqing, he said strangely: "Before 12 o'clock tomorrow night, you must bring three golden cheetah logos."

After these words came out, Zhang Yangqing didn't have much thought.

All the motorcycle gang members looked horrified.

Zhang Yangqing knew that this golden cheetah logo would probably not be easy to obtain.

The man in the headscarf looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

They all seemed to be afraid of hiding the weirdness and did not speak out in front of the hidden weirdness.

When Zhang Yangqing drove out of the gas station, the turbaned man said, "You're in big trouble. Your mission is the most difficult. Have you seen those cars? They were detained here because they couldn't find the golden cheetah logo. They can't find any, and you have to find three!"

Hearing this, many Chosen Ones might be scared, but Zhang Yangqing thought it was very normal. He was the Chosen One, so it would be strange if the mission was not difficult.

Zhang Yangqing was able to judge that he not only had to find three, but also a fourth or even a fifth, to ensure that his car could receive the blessing.

"It's not a big problem. When you look for the car logo, just help me find it as well." Zhang Yangqing said casually.

"That's not the problem. Even if we can help you find it, we dare not help you get it. The owner of the car with the golden cheetah logo is not easy to mess with."

"Don't worry, just tell me where it is and I can get it myself."

This is not a big problem for Zhang Yangqing at all. Unless there are rules and restrictions, these indigenous people really cannot deal with him.

When the man in the turban heard him say this, he didn't say anything else.

Zhang Yangqing had a mobile phone, so he exchanged contact information with the turbaned man and made an appointment to meet in K City the next day.

Just as Zhang Yangqing's taxi left the gas station, a gaze was staring at him deep inside the gas station!