Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

The three sat in the dark room, surrounding the lame man.

The lame man shrank his neck desperately, reducing his sense of existence.

But it was useless, Shen Dongqing patted the armrest of the chair, and there was a "bang", the not-so-strong armrest was directly cracked, his body tilted, and he was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhou Wenyan made a fortune and grabbed him.

Shen Dongqing touched his nose: "The quality is too bad..." He turned his head and said to the lame man, "Where is the token to enter the city?"

The lame man finds himself a bit difficult.

Originally, he just wanted to deceive two free laborers to work, but he didn't expect to be successful, and he even got himself into it.

Obviously, none of the previous guests were like this.

The lame man secretly glanced at the three players, all taller and stronger than him.

...It's really too difficult.

Generally speaking, players would unconditionally follow what the npc said, and would not question it at all. Why did they not play cards rationally when they came to him?

"I, I don't know..." the lame man said with his head down.

Shen Dongqing looked at Zhou Wenyan.

Zhou Wenyan smiled, put his legs together: "I'll give you another chance."

There was no threat, but the crippled man felt a chill inexplicably. He hesitated for a moment, and said tremblingly: "I don't have a token, but I know where there is..."

Shen Dongqing: "Where?"

The lame man: "He is the one who makes our bodies."

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The pitch-black crow fluttered its wings, hovered in mid-air, and finally landed on a branch. It tilted its head and looked at this group of strange combinations.

The lame man walked in front with difficulty, probably because he hadn't seen the sun for too long, his body twitched nervously.

But the three who followed him had no sympathy at all, and no one even went to help him.

Shen Dongqing's gaze was fixed on the crow.

The crow stared at him.

After staring at each person and bird for a while, the crow suddenly flapped its wings and "quacked" at Shen Dongqing, very provocative, as if you couldn't beat me.

Shen Dongqing picked up a stone and threw it over.

The crow screamed and fell directly from the tree.

Shen Dongqing: "I want to bake it."

Crow: "Quack!"

Hearing this, it jumped up with a frail body, struggled to fly far away, and saw that it was flying in the middle of the ghost town.

The ingredients in hand ran away, and Shen Dongqing let out a "tsk" in displeasure.

The crippled man didn't notice the episode behind him, and he still limped forward. He raised his head and looked at a lonely cabin with difficulty.

The shape of the wooden house is a bit strange, straight and slender, and the roof is pulled high and crooked, which makes people worry that it will break from it.

The lame man withdrew his gaze, his cheek twitched, and the moment he lowered his head, a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

"Here we are." He stopped, "That lord has a weird temper and cruel methods, you..."

Before they finished speaking, the three of them stood at the door loudly.

Shen Dongqing was in charge of knocking on the door.

After three rings, there was no movement in the cabin.

Shen Dongqing knocked again politely, and then violently opened the locked door the second time.

"The quality is not good." Shen Dongqing sighed and withdrew her hand, stepped on the door panel that fell on the ground and walked in.

Lame man: ...

He looked at the backs of the three people and thought viciously, once you enter this door, don't even think about getting out.

When she first entered the dark environment, Shen Dongqing couldn't see anything clearly. After she got used to the dim light, she turned her head and saw a dark figure standing in front of her.

The figure was no more than half the height of a person. He was sitting in a wheelchair with his upper body bent and a hood on his head. It was hard to see what he looked like.

"You..." The owner of the wooden house's voice was hoarse and had a gloomy taste. He looked at Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan gloomily, "Ahem... two strangers got mixed in."

呲——

A candle suddenly lit up, and his eyes were a strange blue color, reflecting a shrunken eye and a dry side face of the owner of the wooden house.

Even the well-informed Wu Jia couldn't help being taken aback.

Shen Dongqing: "Well...we didn't know each other well."

The owner of the wooden house: "..."

Shen Dongqing didn't quite understand his silence: "Did I say something wrong?"

The owner of the wooden house changed his rhetoric: "...two living people got mixed in."

But being interrupted by such an interruption, the horror atmosphere created disappeared. The owner of the wooden house discovered this and immediately began to think of ways to remedy it.

He stared at Shen Dongqing with shrunken eyes: "Ahem... No living person has ever entered a ghost town, you..."

Shen Dongqing quickly picked up the words of the owner of the wooden house: "Then we will be the first." He paused, and said plainly with no emotion, "It's a great honor."

The owner of the log house was frozen again.

"Ahem——" He seemed a little pissed off, his chest heaved and heaved, as if he was going to die in the next second.

After coughing, the owner of the wooden house directly skipped the unnecessary links, and raised his voice and said, "You are all going to die!"

Then the owner's wheelchair was overturned.

Shen Dongqing muttered as she moved her hands: "I didn't want to bully the disabled at first."

The owner of the wooden house let out a hasty cry and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up, but just as he straightened up, he was pushed back again, like a fish landed on the shore.

"You, you—" The owner of the wooden house has never been so embarrassed. He kept rubbing his hands on the ground, and finally found a button.

Click!

There was the sound of gears rolling in the wooden house, and one figure after another hung down from the roof and hung in mid-air.

A thin silk thread was attached to the limbs of those figures, controlling their movements. When the owner of the wooden house hooked his fingers, they all raised their heads and stared at the three guests with empty eyes.

Wu Jia exclaimed in surprise, "So many!"

There are really too many people being manipulated, they are densely stacked, with almost no gaps.

Shen Dongqing also felt that the space was too small to make full use of, so he told Wu Jia: "Bring someone with you, let's go out!"

Wu Jia: "Wait..."

Before he could react, he saw those hanging people move. Before he had time to think, he grabbed the owner of the wooden house who was lying on the ground and rushed outside.

The crippled man wandered around outside, and suddenly heard a scream from inside the wooden house, and immediately laughed triumphantly.

This is the fate of not being obedient.

The place where the owner of the wooden house lives is full of institutions, and there are countless puppets, which is not much different from a fortress.

No matter how capable the people who go in, they can't get out. In the end, there is only one ending, and that is to become the next puppet.

The crippled man turned around and walked back slowly, but within two steps, someone was chasing after him.Those people ran much faster than him, and passed him all at once.

He turned his head and almost sat on the ground in shock.

Shen Dongqing also greeted him: "Hi—"

The crippled man wiped his eyes with his hand. Why does this, who is being held like a sack, look so familiar? ? ?

Wu Jia left the owner of the wooden house and twisted his wrist: "It's really heavy."

The lame man was so frightened that his legs trembled: "This, this, this..." This is a famous little boss in this circle!

The owner of the wooden house lay on the ground helplessly.

His wooden house is indeed indestructible, and the puppets inside are also very annoying. They can advance, attack, retreat, or defend, but they never expected that this group of people ran out with him!

Shen Dongqing said that if it can be solved simply, it needs to be tough, and she is not a fool.

He squatted down: "Tell me, where is the token?"

The owner of the wooden house rolled his eyeballs.

His IQ was a little higher than that of the lame man, so he didn't immediately tell the whereabouts of the token, but pointed to a crooked path: "Inside the wooden house."

Shen Dongqing looked up at Zhou Wenyan.

This sounds unreliable.

The inside of the wooden house is full of activated puppets, even Shen Dongqing will take some time to clean them up, wouldn't it be tantamount to throwing oneself into a trap by going back now?

The owner of the wooden house noticed their hesitation and said, "Of course such an important thing as a token should be kept in a safe place. Take me back to the wooden house and I will give you the token."

Zhou Wenyan: "Then..."

"Wait!" Shen Dongqing raised her hand suddenly, and said with certainty, "He's lying, the token is definitely not in the wooden house!"

The owner of the log house had a bad feeling.

He insisted, "I'm not lying..."

Shen Dongqing stared at the owner of the wooden house for a while, then smiled mischievously: "I lied to you, I wasn't sure at first, but now I know that you are indeed lying."

The owner of the wooden house: "..."

He was stubborn: "If it's not in the wooden house, where else can it be?"

Shen Dongqing rested her chin in one hand, thoughtfully: "If it were me, I would definitely carry it with me." He looked at the tightly wrapped owner of the wooden house, and clasped his hands together, "Take it off and you'll know gone."

After saying that, Shen Dongqing was about to start.

The owner of the wooden house twisted his body like a big girl with yellow flowers.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Shen Dongqing was stopped by Zhou Wenyan.

Shen Dongqing blinked her eyes in confusion.

Zhou Wenyan: "It's not pretty." He gave Wu Jia a look.

Wu Jia began to do hard work without complaint.

Shen Dongqing originally wanted to watch what the owner of the wooden house looked like, but Zhou Wenyan blindfolded her.

The warmth of the palms covered the eyes, Shen Dongqing unconsciously twitched her eyelashes, and they just rubbed against the palms.Zhou Wenyan felt a little itchy, but felt that the slightly raised lips under his palm were too attractive, so he couldn't help but lean forward to taste it.

Wu Jia looked up during his busy schedule, only to feel that his teeth were hurting a little. He gasped, stripped off the owner of the wooden house, and shook it in mid-air. Sure enough, he shook out a pitch-black token.

"found it!"

As soon as the words fell, another pile of tokens crackled and fell from the clothes, almost forming a hill.

Shen Dongqing pulled Zhou Wenyan's hand and murmured: "I have an idea..."

Wu Jia: "What?"

Shen Dongqing: "Tokens cost three yuan each, and three tokens cost ten yuan."

The lame man and Wu Jia:?

A group of people came empty-handed and returned with a full load.

There were hurried footsteps in the originally dead and silent alley, and the players hurried past with their heads down, each with their own thoughts.

They all received missions from different NPCs. The NPCs wanted different things. It might be the tongue of the hanged ghost or the heart of the drowned ghost. Anyway, killing each other would be enough.

The players knew that all the players present were competitors, especially after knowing the secret of the ghost town, no one wanted to compete for the place to enter the ghost town, and they were vigilant against each other, for fear that swords would turn against each other in the next second.

Just at this moment of trepidation, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side.

"Tokens cost three yuan each."

Player: ?

Shen Dongqing: "The discount is only available once, so don't miss it when you pass by."

The players looked at each other.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, it doesn't seem too bad to buy it.

A player stood up: "We didn't bring cash."

In the game, there is no difference between money and paper, and of course no one will carry it with them.

Shen Dongqing's cheeks puffed up, as if he was hesitating, after a few seconds of silence, he said, "It's okay to eat."

Points can be exchanged for snacks in the game mall, and players will bring some more or less to prevent special circumstances.Now this brave player touched for a long time, took out a bag of chocolates and handed it over.

Shen Dongqing took the money and delivered the goods, and immediately handed over the token.

The player originally thought it was okay to be cheated, but when he got the token, he knew it was true, and he was overjoyed.After the happy event, he felt a little embarrassed again. It was obvious that he took advantage of it for nothing by exchanging a pack of chocolates for tokens.

He hesitated for a moment, and told Shen Dongqing a piece of information: "The ghost king has not appeared for a long time, and it is very likely that he is no longer in the ghost city."

With the first person at the beginning, the next thing is very simple.

The players who were secretly preparing to stab each other lined up in a friendly line, and bought the tokens one after another, turning the dispute into peace, no fight or grab, everyone has a share.

Most people are more conscientious and feel that they have taken advantage of it, so they use all kinds of gossip as compensation.

"The ghost king has disappeared, and whoever can find his treasure will become the next ghost king."

"It is said that there is a door to leave the game deep in the ghost town."

"The game is very afraid of ghost towns, so there is no information about ghost towns in the player forum."

"..."

As for some players who refused to abide by the trading rules and wanted to grab them, they were quickly dealt with and thrown aside.

It was Shen Dongqing's first time to open a store, and she had no experience, but she gained a lot. In less than three hours, the tokens in her hand were bought by the players who came after hearing the news, and they exchanged for a bunch of snacks.

There were too many snacks, and the three of them couldn't hold them all. A kind young lady gave them a backpack, which perfectly solved the problem.

The backpack was bulging, and Shen Dongqing was about to reach for it when Zhou Wenyan carried it on his back first.

Shen Dongqing leaned over, and she almost grabbed Zhou Wenyan's body: "I want a Coke!"

Holding a can of Coke in his hand, Zhou Wenyan teased maliciously: "I'll give you a kiss."

Shen Dongqing went up and took a sip, and got the Coke in satisfaction. He opened the can and took a sip, then sighed in satisfaction.

After finishing the drink, he seemed to have thought of something, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, he kissed Zhou Wenyan again in the past, and asked deliberately after the kiss: "Is it delicious?"

The smell of carbonated drinks lingered between the two.

Zhou Wenyan said slowly: "I haven't tasted it yet, let's have another bite."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a half-drunk can of Coke handed in front of him.

Zhou Wenyan: "...that's not how you drink it."

Shen Dongqing tilted her head, not knowing exactly how she drank it.

Zhou Wenyan personally taught Shen Dongqing how to drink.

Wu Jia squatted on the side boredly, and complained in a low voice: "It's the old couple's fault, is there a need to be so tired?"

Then he met Zhou Wenyan's gaze drifting over, he was excited, and said repeatedly: "It's necessary! It's so necessary!"

After drinking the Coke, the group hurried to the inner circle of the ghost town.

The ghost town is divided into two floors, the inner and outer floors, and on the periphery are some two-story houses, which are dilapidated and decayed. There are still some small advertisements on the walls, and some half-dead "people" live inside.

The inner city is surrounded by a high wall, and from the outside, only a section of the roof can be seen.

Now there is a group of players standing at the junction of the inner city and the outer city.

Most of them bought the keys from Shen Dongqing and did not fight. It seemed that the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and they lined up without making any noise.

Maybe the npcs here didn't expect the players to get the tokens so quickly without any casualties. They arrived late, and they were dumbfounded when they saw the long queue at the door.

"Uh...why so many?"

"Whatever, there are tokens, so they can only be put in."

A casual-looking NPC stood on the city wall, holding a loudspeaker and said: "You all came here for the treasure of the ghost king, I can tell you that the treasure is in the inner city, but we don't know exactly where it is. "

"There are nine hundred and ninety-nine houses in the inner city. There may be treasures in the houses, or other things may have killed you."

"Then good luck--"

After the voice fell, the city gate slowly opened, revealing a corner of the inner city.

There are houses of various shapes in the inner city, crowded together like a large maze.

Players filed in.

Shen Dongqing and Zhou Wenyan were at the end, and after they walked in, the city gate closed with a "bang".

Wu Jia looked at a house directly in front of him. It was an old brick house. The door was closed and the glass on the windows was gone, but the inside was tightly sealed with a layer of tarpaulin, and it was impossible to see what was inside the house. what it looks like.

One player was more witty, went to the window and poked the tarpaulin.

wow-

A small opening was opened in the oilcloth, the player leaned forward to look, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from inside, directly strangled his neck, dragged the man in through the small opening abruptly .

A player who reacted next to him wanted to help, but he couldn't grab the people in the house, so he could only watch the unlucky player dragged in.

After a while, the sound of gnawing bones came from inside the brick house.

A small opening was torn in the oilcloth paper cup, and it was dark inside, but no one dared to go up and check again.

After this lesson, the players know that these houses cannot be entered indiscriminately. After all, there are 99 houses here, and there is only one treasure. The probability is too small.

Seeing the scene just now, Wu Jia felt that his stamina was a bit chilly. He turned his head and asked Shen Dongqing: "Brother Shen, if you are arrested, can you escape?"

Shen Dongqing: "I haven't tried it, I don't know." He touched his chin, "How about I try?"

Wu Jia quickly stopped this dangerous thought: "Don't, don't."

Shen Dongqing: "Okay... But entering the house is equivalent to signing a contract with the residents inside, and others cannot interfere with the behavior of the two parties."

Wu Jia: "So?"

Shen Dongqing: "So let's go in and try."

In the end, it was Zhou Wenyan who held the person down: "Go inside and have a look."

Shen Dongqing looked around at the broken houses that couldn't stand the table, seemed to understand Zhou Wenyan's meaning, and nodded: "That's right, if I were the King of Ghosts, I wouldn't put things in such a poor place."

The players didn't dare to enter the house easily, so they could only wander outside. Now they are scattered on the street in twos and threes.

It has to be said that this inner city is really too huge. When hundreds of players entered, it was like water droplets falling into the sea, without causing any waves.

Except for the occasional screams, the entire ghost town is quiet, peaceful, clean and hygienic, and the quality of residents and tourists is extremely high, enough to be rated as one of the top ten livable cities.

Shen Dongqing, Zhou Wenyan, and Wu Jia skipped these dilapidated houses and walked towards the center.

These houses are patchwork, forming a huge labyrinth, which is dazzling. It may be due to the design, which makes people go back to the original point without knowing it.

Zhou Wenyan left a mark on the wall.

Shen Dongqing was already a little dazed from walking around, so she lay on Zhou Wenyan's shoulder, half-closed her eyes and said, "Why don't we go in and have a look."

Maybe it was because of sleepiness, the tone of his speech was soft, as if he was acting like a baby.

Zhou Wenyan didn't even persist for a moment, he immediately gave up resistance, and touched Shen Dongqing's head: "Then go in and have a look."

Shen Dongqing woke up immediately, pointed to a small three-story bungalow in the distance and said, "That's it! We can still go in and sleep!"

It was indeed getting late.

Shen Dongqing was still wearing clothes fished out of the sea, exuding a fishy smell of the sea. He didn't care about ghost king treasures now, he just wanted to find a place to take a bath and change clothes.

That small bungalow is exquisite and elegant, and it is particularly dangerous at first sight. The players dare not take a second look.

Wu Jia followed the two people to the door of the small bungalow, and swallowed: "Are you sure you want to go in?"

Shen Dongqing knocked on the door without hesitation.

The occupant arrived quickly, and there was the sound of a doorknob being turned inside, and then a gap opened.

Players scattered around stared at the group of people, waiting for the horror scene after opening the door.

creak-

Shen Dongqing thought the residents inside were too slow to open the door, so he pushed the door open with his hands, and then he met a skinny face.

Shen Dongqing was a peace-loving person, and would not take the initiative to beat someone up, but greeted him friendly first.

The resident froze in place, and then he seemed to be frightened, his whole face distorted into a cry, and he turned around and ran away without hesitation.

The quickness of the movements and the hasty steps made the players who saw this scene wonder who is the ghost.

The players were stunned.

Is there a wrong way to open the door?

Shen Dongqing hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Zhou Wenyan: "...Could it be that I'm too ugly?"

Zhou Wenyan: "No, very cute."