Weird rules: 10 billion ghost money to gain weird favor

In the high-level meeting room of Longguo.

Wang Shan usually has a very low sense of presence. After work, his favorite thing is to secretly observe Li Xiaoming's command and think about Li Xiaoming's logical thinking.

Wang Shan's command and arrangement allow everyone to adapt to the working state without Li Xiaoming as quickly as possible, and each performs their duties.

Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

When Li Xiaoming was vacant, Wang Shan immediately filled in.

Zhao Weiguo on the side also praised Wang Shan.

Chen Bin is the chosen one fighting outside, and the behind-the-scenes workers also need a hero exposed to the public.

Since Li Xiaoming is unwilling, perhaps... he is the best candidate.

Zhao Weiguo asked: "Is the silver-gray fog very dangerous?"

Wang Shan nodded.

In a state of full concentration, he is very different from his shy personality in the past.

Or perhaps it is because that day, standing in front of leaders of countries around the world and executing that plan made his mentality more stable and mature.

Wang Shan analyzed: "So far, there is only one way to climb the mountain. After the silver-gray fog, they just moved forward and backward."

"The distance of this movement is very critical. If they just move forward a little, not only will there be no harm, but they can also reach the first abandoned hut quickly."

"But... if the moving distance is too large, it is easy for them to directly cross the location of the first abandoned hut."

"It is difficult to reach the second abandoned hut in the remaining time."

This requires gambling.

Gamble on the distance of the moving position, and then choose whether to move forward or backward.

Wang Shan did not choose the prompt, because he could not judge this point, and could only act according to the feelings of the Chosen One.

"It's just strange that so far, one-third of the teams have encountered silver-gray fog."

"Different ghost story worlds encounter different situations."

Wang Shan frowned.

[Fog Mountain] Ghost Story, too many variables.

"Professor Li's team is currently stable, and they just need to find the abandoned hut within the last hour." Wang Shan said.

Suddenly, someone who was watching Li Xiaoming's live broadcast of ghost stories said, "Professor Li is in trouble!"

Wang Shan immediately said nervously, "Did the team encounter an emergency?"

"Uh... To put it simply, Professor Li is in trouble."

...

In Li Xiaoming's world of ghost stories.

Li Xiaoming, Zhu Lina and Kro, the three of them were rushing on the road in the cold wind.

If it weren't for the supplies that Li Xiaoming got, Zhu Lina and Kro would have died halfway.

What people didn't expect was that Kro, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, was a little thinner, but his body was even weaker than Zhu Lina.

Zhu Lina complained, "It's so cold, a piece of clothing doesn't keep me warm at all, and this steamed bun is so hard, how can I eat it."

Li Xiaoming ignored her and only treated her as a pet that needed to be raised and had the ability to help him at critical moments.

Kro's face turned purple from the cold and his body was shaking.

The situation of the three was not very good. The only thing to be thankful for was that they did not encounter a storm.

"Help...Help me..."

The three of them suddenly heard a weak cry for help in the thick fog.

They walked over and found that it was Ryosuke Ogawa who was lying on the muddy ground.

His whole body was frozen stiff, his lips were trembling, and frost condensed on the surface of his body.

He set out one step ahead of everyone else, but fell halfway due to lack of supplies.

Ryosuke Ogawa saw the three people wrapped in cotton clothes, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

He didn't think about where these things came from, and said in a trembling voice:

"Help me... I am a high-ranking official in the Japanese country... I can't die."

Julina felt even colder when she saw Ryosuke Ogawa's miserable appearance.

She subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly, as if swearing her sovereignty - this clothes is mine, and I won't give it to anyone!

Li Xiaoming squatted down indifferently and said indifferently: "It's all nonsense."

"Whether to save you depends on whether you are still valuable."

"You are a high-ranking official in Japan, and there is no connection between you and your inability to die."

Ogawa Ryosuke just lay in the mud and shouted weakly:

"It's so cold... Save me..."

Zhu Lina's body trembled with cold, and she stepped forward and said: "Brother Li Xiaoming, this bad guy didn't wait for us just now, and ran away alone. We don't want to save him."

Kro also had a bad impression of Ogawa Ryosuke. It was hard to say whether they could walk to the next abandoned hut alive, so where would they get the resources to save him?

However, Li Xiaoming did the same as Chen Bin at the beginning, taking out the second cotton coat from the cloth bag.

Although there was not much food in the shabby temple of the little monk, there were many warm clothes.

Besides, Li Xiaoming knocked the little monk unconscious, and he would not leave a needle or thread.

TightThen, Li Xiaoming broke off another half piece of bread, handed it to Ryosuke Ogawa, and said:

"I can save your life, but you need to tell me, what is your talent?"

When Ryosuke Ogawa heard this, his confused brain became clearer.

As a senior official of the Japanese country, he has been in a high position for many years. He may not be much smarter than ordinary people, but he must have a lot of tricks in his heart.

His talent... can't be said!

That is his biggest reliance in the ghost story.

"Okay... I'll tell you." Ryosuke Ogawa naturally wouldn't tell the truth, and said: "My, my talent is... S-level!"

When Zhu Lina and Kro heard that it was an S-level talent, they immediately showed envy.

In the world of ghost stories nowadays, even ordinary people have some understanding of ghost stories.

Know what S-level talent means.

Li Xiaoming was not too shocked that Ryosuke Ogawa had an S-level talent.

According to data, as the time of the advent of ghost stories increases, the probability of the chosen one drawing a good talent is getting higher and higher.

After all, the difficulty of ghost stories has increased, and the veteran Chosen have the blessing of clearance rewards. If the new Chosen's talent is not good, there is really no way to survive.

Ogawa Ryosuke said weakly: "S-level talent - [Resurrection], can designate a Chosen to revive, use it once in a single copy, and can also be used on yourself."

"Resurrection?!"

Zhu Lina covered her mouth in surprise.

Kro's eyes trembled, and the desire in the depths of his eyes could not be concealed.

Resurrection!

It is equivalent to having an extra life.

And it can be used for teammates.

If... if I encounter danger, then wouldn't he be able to revive me? !

This kind of temptation is irresistible to anyone.

Zhu Lina took advantage of Li Xiaoming's bread before she handed it over, and jogged all the way, obviously shouting that her joints were so painful that she couldn't walk because of the cold, and now she has recovered immediately.

He stood in front of Li Xiaoming, handed a whole piece of bread and a baked sweet potato to Xiaochuan Liangjie, and said:

"We are teammates. You are so pitiful. How can I let you eat these?"

"Uncle, come and eat these. Are you cold? I can give you clothes to wear."