If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 562

"There are other strange stories in this world? Or..."

Feng Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, she clicked on the email, and when she saw the contents, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Well, he thought too much, he had been talking about ghosts for a long time, and he actually forgot that besides ghost stories, phantoms and other settings, there is another way to break through his encryption——

Background added.

Well, after all, the network operation supervision of the entire city of Asgard is integrated, and he just bought illegal area 1174 from someone else. Difficult.

What is there to say?

When the enemy is already in your computer room, no matter how powerful hacking technology is, it is useless.

I silently warned myself not to ignore the power of ordinary people, and then savored the content of this email carefully.

There are not many words, and the content is very simple. To put it bluntly, it is to inquire about the three shops of "Qubing", "Qingming" and "Buying Murder", and then hope to exchange a batch of Ming coins from Feng Xue.

Reasonably speaking, this approach is actually quite polite, but credit points are just numbers that can be added or subtracted at will for those guys who have the ability to directly touch the main server of Asgard City, let alone Feng Xue herself. make money.

However, he didn't directly provoke him. Instead, he acted as if he didn't find any more emails at all, and he would continue to call the worker's legend tomorrow morning!
……

Feng Xue didn't reply to the email, but the city of Asgard was also undercurrent.

The illegal area No. 1774 has just been sold not long ago, so it is naturally not difficult to investigate in the eyes of interested people. After a little verification, you can know what it was like before.

Although it is not without technology to remodel the entire plot within a day or two, it obviously requires a lot of movement, but the fact is that the whole process is silent, there is no record of the surrounding freight elevators, and the migrant workers in the area There is no corresponding information.

This can't help but arouse the reverie of the high-level people in Asgard City.

If it was a few years ago, most of them would think it was some kind of deception, or it was a well-established trap. The other party was not in the so-called 1774 illegal area at all, and they didn't even support the investigation.

But now, they have developed a lot of interest, and the reason lies in the "ghosts" that have appeared in the public eye in the past two years.

Although the research on this thing is still in a black box state, it is a recognized fact that ghosts have special abilities. Although the guy who can gamble his life like the gambling ghost before is only an isolated case, it has various incredible effects But there are also many ghosts.

For example, there is an electric ghost in the laboratory of Constantine Company's Asgard City branch, which can release electricity equivalent to a small nuclear reactor every day.

In the eyes of these "insiders", this illegal area No. 1774 undoubtedly got some rare ghosts, and built such a nondescript city within a city.

But again, the bigwigs are divided on how to deal with it.

Everyone wants to take this land, or the ghost behind it, under their control, but they are worried that they can't figure out the characteristics of the ghost itself, which will cause big trouble like the previous study of gambling ghosts.

In the end, it can only enter into a relatively stable balance. I plan to test slowly first, and by the way, also test the tone of the holder of this illegal zone.

……

After sleeping until eight o'clock, Feng Xue stretched her waist and sat up on the bed, her brows furrowed immediately, she ignored her all night, why are there so many people in the working hell?
Thinking of this, he immediately turned on the intercity network, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, his expression immediately became weird.

Because overnight, there were a lot of live broadcasts about the 1774 illegal area on the intercity network. Although the broadcast started at night, they did not directly look for jobs after they came in, but the secrets of the pawn shop have been exposed. A brave man pawned his five-year lifespan directly in a pawn shop.

However, compared with the [-]-year life estimate of Yishuantang, the mortgage price is much lower. At least this gentleman, who doesn’t know if it’s a social animal or something else, only mortgaged [-] for his five-year lifespan. Ming currency.

It's not that the pawnbroker deliberately lowered the price, but the rules——

Different from the same treatment at the time of purchase, the pawn will be judged according to the quality of the individual's lifespan. For example, a company president's one-year lifespan is definitely worth more than a beggar's one-year lifespan. Although it sounds cruel, it is an indisputable fact.

The life of a scientist is worth more than an illiterate, and the life of a big capitalist is more valuable than a punk.

And with the pawn of this lifespan, the live broadcast of that person's immediate aging immediately gave everyone sufficient confidence in the lifespan transaction here. Afterwards, a large number of migrant workers poured in, and it seemed that it was not unacceptable.

After all, even if you don’t need it, wouldn’t it be good to earn some coins and then exchange them for credits with the money collector?
After all, the total amount exchanged by banks every month is certain. In other words, if these big bosses want to receive coins, they will inevitably give a higher price than the exchange price.

And the Ming coins themselves are banknotes, so there is no binding problem, let alone transactions, there are people who grab them directly.

It's just that these people will basically be thrown into prison immediately. After all, working hell is hell. It's reasonable to have one or two jailers, right?
"Survival is really attractive." Feng Xue nodded as she looked at the gold-making team that had already started to form. All developments are going according to his plan, but next, I have to take everyone away. Go through the process again.

Reincarnated as Alfred, Feng Xue walked out of the Internet cafe and started the live broadcast. Before he could give her a reward, a large number of viewers poured into the live broadcast room, and all kinds of barrages asking about illegal zone 1774 came and went.

Instead of answering their questions, he carried his bag in one hand and walked all the way to the company.

It was late at this time, and the whole company was filled with a busy atmosphere.

However, anyone with a little experience in this kind of atmosphere can see its hypocrisy. Whether it is picking up water back and forth or typing on the keyboard frantically, it is just a meaningless performance to put it bluntly.

Ignoring the passing office, Feng Xue came all the way to the design department. When she stepped into the office with one foot, a gloomy voice said:

"Why are you here so late?"

"Is it late?" Alfred's personality is not used to the bad habits of leaders, so he opened his mouth and yelled at him. Hearing this, the manager got angry after being suppressed all night last night, and pointed at the watch hanging in the office. road:
"Look at what time it is here, other colleagues will come at seven o'clock, you..."

"What about me? They came early because they wanted to. The contract stipulates that they go to work at nine o'clock, and it's only eight fifty-seven now. That's fine, please give me a break and don't delay my clocking in!" Alfred had a foolish expression, and suddenly The barrage of viewers who were serious about rectifying the live broadcast of the workplace started a round of counterattacks, but was soon suppressed by the barrage discussing the illegal zone 57.

The manager stood there like a wooden stake with a livid face, but he didn't want to give way at all. He acted like I'm just standing here, just trying to drag you until you're late.

But who is Alfred? When he stretched out his hand, before he touched anyone, the manager rolled out like a gourd. Alfred immediately took out his work card and swiped it on the punch card machine. Reluctantly said:
"Manager, isn't your fall too fake? Although I really want to slap you, isn't it that I haven't hit you yet?"

(End of this chapter)