Walking onto the street, Feng Xue pressed his hood habitually, and at the same time secretly prayed that he would not meet an appraiser. Of course, he was praying for the appraiser. After all, if he was recognized with this phantom, he would
All we can do is kill people and silence them!
Since time traveling, Feng Xue has always adhered to the principle that if others do not offend me, I will not offend others, because his moral values tell him that even in such a place without moral and legal constraints, he must maintain the most basic morality of good and evil.
Otherwise, you are very likely to lose yourself.
But it's different now.
He has the determination to kill others for his own survival.
To put it in a more jo-friendly way, it means that he has awakened his dark will.
That is the awareness that you can do whatever it takes to achieve your goal.
The place where the corpse appeared was, as always, outside a warehouse of the Cross Sword Guild. Although it had only been a few days since Garbage Day, just like when he first traveled through time, many newcomers had not accumulated enough necessary [knowledge].
And their understanding of the manager gang and the ability system of this world is not comprehensive enough. In order to survive, they have to fight hard before their [knowledge] is exhausted.
But obviously, unless these people who have just traveled through time have some weird golden fingers on them, it will be difficult to shake the power of the local gangs. After all, Wu, who was abandoned by the original world as trash, is not qualified to inherit the power of the original world.
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Showing his profession of [Corpse Collector], Feng Xue pulled a cart and loaded more than a dozen corpses. With the blessing of [Transportation] elements and internal strength, his strength was no longer what it used to be, although he could not drive three hundred stones.
It's a strong bow, but it's more than enough to pull a dozen people on a cart.
However, this time, he did not dissect the corpses one by one and then smelt and recycle them as he had done in the past. Nor did he follow the formal procedures and dump the corpses in the wild. Instead, he went around the landfill and dumped the corpses based on the sparsely populated and remote locations.
Corpse work.
Yes, the current location for dumping the body is completely consistent with his previous choice of temporary residence.
A body was moved from the car. Feng Xue took out a black ball from the storage bag and placed it on its chest. Then he took out Chen Xiyao's bottle, poured out some of the light yellow liquid inside, and poured it on the black ball.
superior.
After doing all this, he immediately went to the next place without stopping at all.
A dozen corpses were quickly scattered by him in the landfill, and he circled back to Chen Xiyao's hut.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." Chen Xiyao nodded vigorously, but when Feng Xue turned around, she finally couldn't help but said:
"Um, will you come with me?"
Speak out!
At this moment, Chen Xiyao felt as if she had submitted the papers for the final exam. She felt much more relaxed. All her previous worries were gone at this moment, but what followed immediately was the anxiety about her grades.
She looked at Feng Xue nervously, but found that the man showed a rare smile——
"I can't go to your world now, but as long as you still remember me, we will meet again one day."
Chen Xiyao's mood suddenly felt a little low, but faced with this answer that sounded a bit like Spirited Away, she still cheered up, raised her head, and asked seriously: "Really?"
"real."
Feng Xue looked at the little finger handed over by the girl, and reluctantly hooked up with her. She didn't say any oath such as "Those who lie will swallow a thousand needles", but just started to act silently.
They don't have much time to operate, and they can't launch a pre-war romance drama that takes three or four episodes at this time - nor can they always have a shot before the war like in European and American movies.
Chen Xiyao carried the cardboard box and followed Feng Xue. With the help of her inner strength, she had returned to the original house in a few minutes.
Although it was nearby, it was still at least two hundred meters away. After all, Feng Xue was certain that the house was currently under surveillance, and it was not yet time to break through.
"Do you still remember everything I told you?" Worried that Chen Xiyao was too nervous, Feng Xue asked again. After hearing the question that Feng Xue had asked several times today, Chen Xiyao said helplessly:
"Remember, when you say 'go', I put the carton on, don't care about anything, and walk all the way to the door. As long as I grab the door handle with my hand, I can push the door back, right?"
"Yes, but you have forgotten one thing, that is, if someone is blocking the door, you must wait for him to leave or be killed by me, otherwise you may be caught before entering." Feng Xue emphasized again, for this old woman
For the same nagging man, Chen Xiyao felt inexplicably at ease. She nodded and said yes, then raised the carton and locked it up for herself.
Seeing Chen Xiyao disappearing from his sight, Feng Xue took out the fake pocket watch infused with [Time], [Stop], and [Props] from his arms. After looking at the time, he reached out and hooked it
, turned over and jumped onto the roof. With the help of his eyesight strengthened by the assassin tag, he looked at his original residence from a distance, quietly waiting for the last calm before the storm.
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock...
The second hand was beating one by one. Suddenly, there was a burst of rapid footsteps in Feng Xue's original dormitory. Then, a man hurriedly walked out from behind the door. He rode on a very attractive car.
The locomotive of the wind, accompanied by the loud roar of will-o'-the-wisps, drove all the way into the distance.
Seeing this, Feng Xue's lips curled up slightly. The first step of the plan was successful!
Yes, as Lao Li said before, "Occupational labels have requirements for business. Corpse collectors will lose their jobs if they don't collect the bodies, and some jobs are more stringent." There is no doubt that Lao Li has some jobs.
, refers to managers.
And what is the task of managers?
Managing landfills?
Or management [none]?
Or manage access to residential areas?
After thinking that the gangster would have to hold back the Stitch Monster even if he died, Feng Xue had a new idea——
Could it be that the manager's duty is to fight against the bad omen that appears in the landfill?
In fact, a few days ago, even if he thought of this, Feng Xue didn't have any good ideas. However, a few days ago, after he experimented with the black ball's ability in the wild and discovered that this thing could distort bad omens, he gradually understood
The essence of this thing——
It is a collection of garbled codes, a "hill of shit" composed of information errors. Although it is not contagious, the huge and distorted [consciousness] in it has properties similar to the omen itself.
After Feng Xue verified in the wild that using corpses and the real thing provided by Chen Xiyao as a culture medium, black balls could be used to cultivate bad omens, he gave it a very appropriate name - the seeds of bad omens.
But now, the seeds have taken root and sprouted, and the manager has indeed been successfully transferred.
He turned over and jumped off the roof. Although he did not see the cardboard box, Feng Xue knew that Chen Xiyao was beside him. He popped out the suffocation blade with his right hand, held the Virgin of Disintegration with his left hand, and said in a calm tone: