After the retired judge enters the escape game

However, the first rule of survival in the ghost domain is that when the main line is not yet clear, no matter how absurd it is, it should abide by the rules of the game set by the NPC.

When Qi Wuguo and Duan Li stepped out of the restaurant, they felt some pressure to survive.

He sighed and said, "It's a bit difficult for this cemetery to generate income."

Speaking of this, Qi Wuguo suddenly stopped and walked directly in front of Duan Li.

The distance between the two is extremely close, and the tips of their noses are close to touching each other.

Duan Li was taken aback for a moment, and his expression became a little stiff: "What's wrong?"

"Help me to see if I have black hair." Qi Wuguo said unconsciously.

"..."

"It's fine if you don't get a good character randomly, but you can also choose a character with this hell difficulty by spending points."

Duan Li took a step back and said, "I'm not good at physiognomy. If you care about this matter, someone from the Duan family has studied it. I can take you to see it after I go out."

Qi Wuguo laughed out loud and said, "Just kidding."

Seeing Duan Li's embarrassed expression, he changed the subject very understandingly, talking about the ticket office at the entrance of the cemetery.

"The entrance fee is not reliable. Although the scenery over there is good, generally speaking, no one wants to visit it. Selling the cemetery can be sold at a high price, but the volume is too small..."

Duan Li said: "I can create turnover for you."

Qi Wuguo glanced at him and said, "Stop the scary thoughts in your head, we still have to make money legally."

The two walked all the way to the end of Fengsu Street, not far away is Duan Li's clinic, but Qi Wuguo's eyes swept to the alley next to him, he pulled Duan Li: "Go over there and have a look."

The two turned around and walked into the alley next to them.

Sure enough, the customs on this island are very strange.

It is obviously an island country with a tropical style, but what appeared in front of Qi Wuguo were the characteristic shops of Huaguo.

"The industry is one-stop." Qi Wuguo sighed.

That's right, after entering the alley, a wreath shop appeared in front of them, and there was also a shop selling a series of products such as paper money and incense candles.

The innermost one is a coffin shop, which looks like a Chinese style.

Qi Wu Guo didn't shy away from it, and went straight into the shop.

In this location, at this time, the wreath shop is naturally empty.

There is probably no need to worry about thieves visiting this store, so not only are there no customers in the store, even the owner is absent.

Qi Wuguo yelled a few words before the boss appeared from behind.

The owner of the wreath shop brings a strong sense of disobedience as soon as he appears.

The boss looks like a typical island resident, with dark skin and teeth so white that they can almost reflect the light.

Qi Wuguo said hello and said, "I'm the gravekeeper of the cemetery, and your side can be regarded as a supplier. Let's say hello and get acquainted."

The NPC grinned with big white teeth and said, "Hi, my name is Ram."

Qi Wuguo used this reason to contact the supplier, and visited all the shops in the funeral street.

When he came out, he already fully understood the reason why the Chinese folk industry appeared on this tropical island.

The source of everything is still the mysterious Mr. Qian.

This island, before Mr. Qian came, can be said to have completely followed the original life form.

The arrival of Mr. Qian led the island on the road of civilization, and also imprinted the brand of China on the island.

According to the original customs of the island country, after a person dies, it is enough to row a boat and throw it into the sea to feed the fish. There is no custom to mourn the dead at all.

After Mr. Qian came, he built a cemetery on the hillside with the best scenery.He once said that he hoped to be buried in this cemetery after his death, because the direction the hillside looked at was his hometown.

After that, Mr. Qian's actions gradually changed the concept of the people on the island, and the island residents also began to get used to burying their relatives in the cemetery after their death, and went to the cemetery to pay homage to the dead on the day of their death.

Later, with the support of Mr. Qian, a funeral street next to the cemetery sprang up.

Qi Wuguo curiously asked whether these bosses would also participate in the performance appraisal. Not surprisingly, even some special shops like the wreath shop and coffin shop still need to participate in the performance appraisal.

This is not surprising, even Qi Wuguo's cemetery has to participate in the performance appraisal, so naturally these shops that still sell goods cannot escape.

Qi Wuguo naturally wanted to learn from these bosses. After all, the products they sell are special. During the holiday season, compared with other shops in Fengsu Street, they don't seem to have much competitiveness.

The bosses of the funeral industry just smiled and said, "You will know when the ship arrives."

Wait for the boat to come.

This is the second time Qi Wuguo heard these three words, the first time was from the chef of the restaurant.

With the previous experience in the nursing home, Qi Wuguo is very sensitive to certain specific words that repeatedly appear in the mouth of the NPC.

"I saw it" last time finally led to the main line of the game.

Is it the same for "waiting for the ship" this time?

With doubts in his heart, Qi Wuguo left the funeral street.

He and Duan Li separated at the entrance of the alley, Duan Li returned to the clinic, and Qi Wuguo returned to the cemetery.After all, the early stage of the game is relatively safe and time is precious, so choosing to collect information separately is the safest method.

Qi Wuguo returned to his cemetery along the path, and he planned to go to the ticket office first.

The door of the ticket office was unlocked, and on this small island with simple folk customs, probably no one would be so mad as to come and steal the cemetery.

Qi Wuguo pushed open the door and searched carefully inside for a while, only to find an accounting book.

Judging from the records in the ledger, the previous grave keeper was probably expelled from the island because he ranked last in the performance appraisal.

This is how the role of Qi Wuguo appeared.

"Ugh……"

Qi Wuguo sighed again, and said, "It's really wrong."

Randomly picked the high-risk character Qi Wuguo and recognized it, but now the character he chose according to his own will is also a hell difficulty, and he also spent [-] points, even with Qi Wuguo's mentality, it is inevitable that he is a bit out of balance.

He slumped his shoulders and walked towards the ticket office with heavy steps. He only thought about being forced to work overtime, which was even worse when he was the boss.

No matter how you feel, you still have to do what you have to do.

Qi Wuguo walked around the entire cemetery, trying to find something that could be used to attract tourists.

After looking around, he didn't find any place that could be used for business, but he found something wrong again.

The cemetery in the cemetery seems to be divided into two different styles. Some of the tombstones in the cemetery have names and photos on them, which makes people know at a glance that they are the cemeteries of island residents.

However, the tombstones in more cemeteries are empty. There is just an empty tombstone standing there, and it is not carefully taken care of, and weeds are overgrown.

Qi Wuguo just walked in the cemetery without feeling anything taboo.

He walked around some kind of unnamed cemetery a few times, and found that there should be real corpses buried in this cemetery, rather than nothing.

So, where did such a large number of unnamed cemeteries come from?

The residents of the island just said that their original custom is to throw the body into the ocean after death.Naturally, these tombstones could not be the owners of unowned graves that had been dead on the island for too long, nor were they likely to be residents of the island who died after Mr. Qian came.

The reason is simple, the population of the island is not large, but the number of these unowned graves is too much.

Qi Wuguo suddenly thought of the 1000 death quota for the performance appraisal.

After that, Qi Wuguo didn't find any valuable clues in the cemetery, so he returned to the living area, trying to find if there were any things left by the former gravekeeper.

As soon as he climbed to the top of the hillside where the cabin was located, Qi Wuguo's ambition was suddenly extinguished by the blue sea water.

What clues, what performance appraisals, nothing can compare to this ray of sea breeze blowing across his cheeks, or the smell of midsummer in his nose.

At the top of the hillside, there is a coconut tree, which just happens to be an excellent viewing spot.

Qi Wuguo did not resist the temptation from the sea at all, walked over and sat on the ground.

He squinted his eyes, looked into the distance, looked at the water.

Now the sun is just right, the wind is not strong, the sea is very calm and clear, even at such a height, Qi Wuguo can still see tropical fish swimming in the sea.

The colors of those fish are very bright. Under the sunlight, they are colorful and beautiful.

Qi Wuguo frowned, the island is so rich in fish resources, why Mr. Qian doesn't allow the islanders to eat seafood.

Moreover, the local residents do not seem to have any resistance to this unreasonable policy.

Judging from the current personality of Mr. Qian and the islanders, this island cares a lot about economic development.In short, everyone on the island is trying their best to make money.

That's where things get interesting.

Since they do everything for the purpose of making money, why give up so many free raw materials and instead purchase meat products from outside the island at high prices.

Qi Wuguo stared at the fish in the water, thinking about the possibility of catching a fish by himself to study it.

It's just that he thought about his hands-on ability, and felt that it seemed unfeasible.

Qi Wuguo was a little frustrated, lying on his back on the ground, and sighed: "I'm just an artist, don't make things difficult for me, God, give me a Doraemon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice with a smile coming from behind.

"What are you thinking about?"

Qi Wuguo's eyes lit up, turned over and sat up, and asked with some expectation: "Duan Li, can you make a fishing rod?"

Duan Li sat down beside Qi Wuguo, and straightened his messy hair just now: "No."

"..."

"But I'm pretty good at knives. If you draw a diagram for me, it should be fine." Duan Li said, "What do you want a fishing rod for?"

"Of course it's fishing."

Upon hearing this, Qi Wuguo felt that there was something to be said about it, and without saying that, he got up and went to the wooden house to find a pen and paper.