After the retired judge enters the escape game

In the next few days, all the players went out of business to help Qi Wuguo's cemetery.

There is only one thing they do, and that is to help sell Qi Wuguo's cemetery gift package.

The contents of the big gift package include a portrait provided by Qi Wuguo, wreaths, paper money, incense candles and so on.

In just a few days, Qi Wuguo's cemetery has made a lot of money, so he doesn't have to worry about performance appraisal at all.

The industries of other players have also benefited a lot from what Qi Wuguo did. The reason is very simple. After getting rid of their obsession, those tourists from the ocean seem to become more unrestricted.

They are no longer afraid of the sun, and will appear in various places for consumption even during the day.

Of course, the shops in the custom street are all fair competition, and the traffic will go to the player's shop, and naturally it will also go to other NPC shops.

For Qi Wuguo, a talented businessman, these are small things.

He had already posted an announcement at the entrance of the cemetery that night, and with the bills consumed at the players' business premises, he could get a discount on the consumption of the cemetery.

In this way, those tourists who need to consume in the cemetery industry chain will naturally choose the industry operated by the player.

The reason is simple, the consumption in the cemetery is very expensive, and it is still a monopoly.

The island's holiday season this time ended in a strange atmosphere of spending spree.

On the day when tourists leave, it is a traditional carnival festival on the island.

On this day, all island residents and tourists will participate in the carnival held on the Marina Square.

At the carnival, Mr. Qian will announce the performance appraisal this time and present awards.

At this very moment, Qi Wuguo was waiting in the background to make preparations.The night before, Mr. Qian had sent someone to inform him that the No. 1 in this performance appraisal was Qi Wuguo.

Of course, the other players also passed the performance appraisal.

One thing was exactly as Qi Wuguo expected, Mr. Qian's notice did not mention anything about customs clearance.

Qi Wuguo narrowed his eyes, and said to Duan Li who was beside him, "Mr. Qian never mentioned the matter of the king octopus."

Duan Li said: "In the past two days, the wounded in the clinic have encountered the king octopus, and the reef on the east coast has become its territory."

Qi Wuguo smiled, and said: "Sure enough, if you just follow the route of performance appraisal step by step, the home field of the king octopus will be in the future."

The king octopus they saw that day had a mouth full of teeth in the suckers on their tentacles.From the point of view of marine life swallowing each other and the final development, the king octopus will become stronger and stronger.

Jian Chen, who was at the side, was confused and asked, "The home court of the king octopus? What do you mean?"

Qi Wuguo said: "Every time the king octopus eats a person, a human face will grow on its sucker, and finally become the boss that dominates the island."

The rest of the players made up the scene that Qi Wuguo said, but felt a chill down their spine, and were completely unwilling to continue imagining it.

At this time, Mr. Qian had already announced the winners of the performance appraisal on the stage.

Qi Wuguo stood up and walked onto the stage.

Mr. Qian was dressed very grandly today, and he was still smiling and good-natured.

After going through the commendation process, Mr. Qian said: "As No.1 in this performance appraisal, you have the right to immunity. Even if you fail the next performance appraisal, you can still stay on our island."

Qi Wuguo said, "Mr. Qian, I want to give up this immunity and exchange it for another right."

"Tell me." Although Mr. Qian was a little surprised, he still agreed.

"Our island is very democratic, right? Change the life of the islanders, and those who are capable can become kings."

Mr. Qian still maintained a smile: "Of course, although I am the king in name, in fact I have the support of the islanders to sit in today's position."

Qi Wuguo continued: "In other words, the highest position of power on the island is actually an electoral system?"

Mr. Qian was slightly taken aback. This was the first time someone challenged his position in so many years.

But this is the rule of this small ghost space, and it is one of the hidden customs clearance routes.

Mr. Qian didn't know how the person in front of him could discover this hidden customs clearance route in the first stage of performance appraisal, but he didn't have much sense of crisis either.

The reason is simple, he has absolute prestige among the islanders, even if the election system is activated, it will not pose a threat to his status.

Mr. Qian, who has no sense of crisis, speaks out about the island's electoral system once every ten years.

It's just that in the 30 years since Mr. Qian came to the island, no one has dared to challenge his authority, never.

Mr. Qian looked at the young man in front of him with admiration, feeling a little pity in his heart.

Smart enough, but unfortunately too impulsive, it's just a holiday season, and it's delusional to challenge authority.

"It's just that in order to prevent harassment of the highest authority, there is still a rule on the island."

Qi Wuguo didn't panic when he heard the but in Mr. Qian's mouth, but smiled politely: "You say."

"If the challenger loses the election, they will be expelled from the island." Mr. Qian said here, pausing, "Expelled from the island, you will only be given a piece of wood and exiled to the reef belt."

Qi Wuguo narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was somewhat aware of how the endless dead energy in the reef belt was replenished.

It seems that many players who entered this ghost domain space filled the dead air in the reef belt and became part of the marine life.

He nodded and said, "Naturally, we must abide by the rules on the island."

At the end of the holiday season, almost all island residents come to the Esplanade, and this time is no exception.

This is the best time to vote on the spot, without the need to go to war later.

Just when Mr. Qian ordered the internal affairs officer next to him to prepare the ballot box, Qi Wuguo spoke again with a smile.

"Mr. Qian, all island residents have the right to vote, right?"

"Yes."

"The definition of an island resident is whether there are permanent residents on the island."

"Yes."

When Mr. Qian answered this point, his brows finally frowned slightly. He always felt that there seemed to be something bad waiting for him next.

Qi Wuguo said: "People who sleep in the cemetery can be regarded as their private houses. You are a native of Hua, so you naturally know these customs of Hua."

He pointed to the [-] tourists sitting in the other direction, and said: "In the past few days, I have found the owners of all the unowned tombs in the cemetery, including the one hundred coffins that were sent over. "

For the first time, the smile on Mr. Qian's face disappeared without a trace.Sure enough, the young man in front of him had fully figured out the set rules.

He couldn't help feeling a little regretful, it was obviously his own territory, why did he dig such a big hole for himself.

If the person in front of him really wins the election, then no one will be left this time.

It takes a lot of energy to open the ghost domain space once, and it is really a loss if you get nothing.

Mr. Qian was tangled in his heart, but he couldn't change the set rules.He can only blame himself, having fallen into an irrational stage when he was dying.

After death, the ghost domain formed when the obsession is the strongest is such a strange island country.

Mr. Qian sighed and said, "According to the rules, they can indeed be regarded as island residents and have the right to vote."

Qi Wuguo said: "Then I don't have a problem, let's start voting."

A few hours later, the results of the vote came out.

This island is not big, and there are naturally not many residents on the island, and there are no more than a thousand people.

Even if all the residents on the island voted for Mr. Qian, they still couldn't compare to Qi Wuguo who had the support of tourists.

Mr. Qian sat on the seat for a while before getting up.

After a few long hours just now, he seemed to have adjusted his mentality and regained his gentle and elegant appearance.

Mr. Qian walked onto the stage with Qi Wuguo, and he said with a smile, "You won."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Qian took off the badge that had been pinned to his chest, and hung it on Qi Wuguo's chest.

This represents the alternation of the highest power on the island.

Now, this island belongs to Qi Wuguo, he can do everything he wants to do.

As for Mr. Qian, he became an ordinary resident of the island.

The next thing is natural and easy to solve.

The other players came over, Qi Wuguo smiled and said to Mr. Qian: "The power of the island will be returned to you after we leave."

Mr. Qian nodded and was about to say something.

The whole island suddenly vibrated, and the originally cloudless sky suddenly became densely covered with dark clouds.

A gray mist emerged out of thin air above the sea surface, invading the space in the island inch by inch.

This gray fog is the same as when the ghost ship appeared, but it is a little different.

Mr. Qian's expression changed suddenly, and his brows were frowned: "It's too much to invade my domain!"

Mr. Qian, who had maintained a good demeanor even though he was kicked out of the king's position by Qi Wuguo just now, turned grim.

He took a step forward, and his neatly combed hair slowly grew longer and became messy.

Taking another step forward, his face has become ferocious, and his eyes are red.

His hostility surged into the sky, and as soon as he raised his hand, the waves calmed down again.

This is Mr. Qian's haunted space, and he is the real king of this small space.

It's just that the gray fog still hasn't dissipated.

Mr. Qian frowned, and he didn't have the time to talk to the players who were left alone.

The enemy is ahead, and he has no time to open the door for the players who have cleared the level.

A huge tentacle broke through the water suddenly, and drew towards everyone on the island.

All the buildings on this island, including every plant and tree, are the painstaking efforts of Mr. Qian. Naturally, he will not let this tentacle destroy the kingdom he created with his own hands.

Mr. Qian howled sharply, and a thick black mist gushed out of his body. It looked light, but it enveloped the entire island.

The tentacle was blocked in one blow, but he was not discouraged, and several tentacles flew up under the water surface, tightly enveloping the entire island.

Mr. Qian frowned, turned back to the player and said, "If you don't want to die, come aboard with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dilapidated ghost ship quietly appeared on the pier not far away.