Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

The moment the man put his hand on the little flour man, his limbs were suddenly out of his control and began to tear apart the soft and fragile fingers made of flour.

At the same time, the voice in my ears continued to chatter.

"Fifty thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred and fifty thousand..."

"One hundred and twelve, one hundred and twenty-four..."

"One hundred and seventy-eight, two hundred and sixty-eight, three hundred and forty-three, four hundred and forty-three."

"Payment completed, thank you for your patronage."

He heard a rustling sound in the wind, or some mysterious language he couldn't understand.

When he regained consciousness, all that was left in front of him was his larger flour man and a pile of flour cubes.

The man stood up blankly. The doll opposite him disappeared at some point. He picked up the scattered banknotes on the ground and put them back into the box.

Then, he walked straight towards the exit he had dreamed of.

The whole world suddenly fell apart, and Chu Yao and others seemed to fall from the endless void.

The dizziness caused by weightlessness was not pleasant. Just when they were seeing stars, they returned to their original bodies.

"Hey, my head is starting to hurt..." Pei Nian covered his head, "I still feel like vomiting."

Ling Feng stretched out his hand, "Go out and turn left. At the end of the corridor is the toilet. There is paper in it."

He reminded me thoughtfully: "Cover your mouth when you go there. The floor was mopped just this morning by the cleaning lady."

Pei Nian glanced at him resentfully, but the overwhelming feeling in his stomach became even stronger, so he had to rush out first.

Chu Yao glanced at the time on the phone screen. It took more than half an hour to look back this time.

When she herself uses the Sky Eye to look back, time usually does not pass.

"If what we just saw is true, then Youyou..." A trace of worry appeared in Ling Feng's eyes.

"She's fine. The big flour man on the table has evil spirits on his body, like silk threads, connecting the body parts of Youyou's father." Chu Yao explained, "But the smaller flour man has no evil spirits."

Ling Feng still couldn't figure out Meyer's motives. As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own owner.

If she wanted revenge, her adoptive parents and younger siblings who had abused her before, as well as her grandmother who abandoned her, were all dead.

Why would she bother a few innocent people?

Even out of jealousy of these children, she did not harm these little girls. Her target was their father.

"She is conducting a test." Chu Yao said, "The purpose is to know if there are parents in this world who truly love their children."

The people she chose were all from families similar to the ones she was adopted from. Her parents were middle-class and had relatively comfortable living conditions, and they only had one child.

What is clear is that all three men who have returned so far have failed.

But Yu Weiguo did not come back, and one of his fingers was cut off. Counting today, he has been missing for one day longer than the others.

This shows that he at least tried the challenge prepared by Meyer and even advanced to the later levels.

There was a knock at the door, and several investigators came in with two sealed plastic bags.

"Director, similar flour men were found in the homes of two other people." They placed the bag containing the flour men on the table, "By the way, there is a sponsor coming over today to discuss future cooperation with you. matter."

"Well, I understand, go ahead and do your work." Ling Feng tore open the seal of the bag and handed it to Chu Yao.

The experiences of the other two people were not much different from the first one. One of them accepted the challenge at the beginning because he had more money.

However, facing the heating floor and the poisonous gas and sharp arrows that could be sprayed at any time, he persisted for less than two minutes before shouting that he needed prompting.

After he spent all the cash he brought, he found that he still had one last key condition left.

He had already bought five prompt opportunities before, and the amount required to be paid for the sixth condition was 1.6 million.

There is no doubt that he is not willing to attack himself.

"Guaglu, dad has no choice. In order to save your life, I can only sacrifice a little..." He burst into tears and tore off the flour man's fingers and toes.

But it was only 200,000, so he stretched out his hand to the white and fat arm of the flour man.

"It's not that dad is timid, it's... it's because if dad falls, no one will make money!"

"Gualu, daddy swears that after I rescue you, I will find the best doctor for you!"

"Whatever you want, daddy will promise you..."

Ling Feng looked at everything that happened and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid he hasn't calculated it. One million six hundred thousand, including hands, feet, and three arms, it's only one million five hundred and eighty thousand."

There was only 20,000 short of the amount required, but the man couldn't bear the pain of having his finger cut off.

A child without limbs, even with the best doctors, will not be able to grow them back.

She could only stay in a wheelchair for the rest of her life. She had no hands, which meant that she could not take care of herself.

Will her parents really be willing to raise her for the rest of her life?

They were both still young and having more children wouldn't be a problem, but compared to healthy children, she was undoubtedly an outcast.

The ear-piercing countdown in the wooden house finally stopped, and the man got the key to the basement.

He crawled awkwardly in the sewer pipes, with a few cockroaches and rats falling from time to time above his head.

The smell in the pipe made him retching, but he couldn't turn back.

But despite all the hard work and no expense, what he saw was still the doll sitting on the chair.

"What do you mean! It's my daughter's?! I passed!" The man grabbed the doll and roared, "Give me back my peg! Give it back to me!"

"I never said that our game is only one round."