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Chapter 1: The Bad List: Central Building

Kill the Golden Armored Corpse King and gain 1,800 points of Yin De.

The current total Yin De balance is: one thousand one thousand one hundred and eighteen points.

That night.

Everything is quiet and the lights are dim.

In the bedroom, Qin Yao sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, with his right hand stretched out, holding the official seal in his palm, staring at the details of evil virtues floating on it, and a flash of thought flashed across his face. qqxδnew

From Uncle Qi carrying the coffin at the beginning, to the evil spirit in the sarcophagus at the back, and now the corpse king in golden armor.

The opponent's existence spans several years, accompanying him through every story, and leaving traces in many stories. He is the opponent with whom he has been competing for the longest time.

He would not be grateful to his opponents, let alone his sufferings, but seeing his once formidable enemy turned into a string of cold data, he could not help but feel endless emotions in his heart.

I was glad that it was not me who died, but I was also vaguely worried.

When you enter those mythical stories in the future and come into contact with those fateful protagonists, will you, like the Golden-armored Corpse King, be killed with a sword and become one of the white-capped bones of a certain master who climbed to the top of the mountain?

"Some people want to become a master, but I don't think there is anyone above them. My fate is up to me and not up to others." After a long time, Qin Yao silently clenched his fists, with a flash of cruelty in his eyes.

Complaining about the present, fearing the future, and worrying about life, although it cannot be said to be unfounded, are undoubtedly still the mentality of a weak person.

Without the courage to move forward and the determination to step out of the comfort zone and safety zone, life in the future will only be complacent and stagnant.

Sometimes, mentality can also determine fate!

"System, let's start. It's still a random selection."

The soul escaped into the fantasy space, Qin Yao raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

"What is the world's will to complete the plot?" Qin Yao was stunned.

Qin Yao suddenly realized, and then came back to his senses and thought about the main plot of "The Fierce List".

Due to the wave of follow-up films, there were many horror films in the 1980s, most of which were shoddy. Some directors could even release films within a week, rushing to screen them to make money.

However, the audience is like leeks, but not fools. Everyone has their own scale in their heart. Good or bad, scary or not, they can all be measured clearly.

"The Bad List" is always a bit old, but it is praised as a rare masterpiece among horror movies. It combines the ominous core of horror movies, the plasma core of zombie movies, and the martial arts core of Maoshan Shu. It tells the story of a building.

The security guards inside died tragically one after another, gradually revealing a huge conspiracy, and eventually turned into a strange story of a great battle between good and evil.

Qin Yao has been involved in the classic horror films of the 80s and 90s, and it is natural to know that this so-called conspiracy is the story of a little girl in red who died mysteriously and tragically at the bottom of the building and tried to be reborn.

But the core point is that the main film does not tell how the little girl in red died. It only shows a scene that is suspected of being sacrificed by an evil god. Therefore, the final boss, the little girl in red, is most likely a victim of the evil god's sacrifice.

When the will of the world completes this plot, doesn't it mean that the evil god is likely to appear?

No wonder the system will remind you to bring it with you. Otherwise, if the evil god is too powerful, he won’t be able to run without a golden finger. What a waste of fun?!

"Authorize and purchase insurance." After thinking about this section, Qin Yao said in a deep voice.

Swish.

In an instant, a majestic white light fell from the sky and swallowed his soul.



"Are you here to apply for a job? This physique is indeed suitable for being a security guard. If you change into a security uniform, the owners and guests will feel safe when they see you."

That afternoon, an old security guard wearing a black police cap, white uniform and black tie came to the corridor with a cup of hot water. When he looked up, he saw a burly figure standing hesitantly at the door of his office.

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"Ah? Oh, yes, I'm just here to apply." Qin Yao reached out to hold his dizzy head, turned around and looked at the person who came, and recognized the person's identity at a glance.

Among the security team of the entire building, only Uncle Han is a gray-haired old man whose identity is suspected to be related to the developer.

Otherwise, with his physical condition, is he protecting others, or are others protecting him? Let alone sit in the position of security captain...

"Come in with me."

Uncle Han waved, walked into the office first, sat down on the soft leather sofa, leaned over and took out a form from the drawer, pushed it to the desk: "Come, sit down, fill out the form first."

Qin Yao sat across the table, pulled out the fixed ballpoint pen on the corner of the table, wrote his name on the paper and made up an identity at random.

Not long after, Uncle Han took the form and glanced at it. He only glanced at Qin Yao's name. He then pressed the form under his hand and said, "Can you accept duty at night?"

"Okay." Qin Yao said without hesitation.

"That's good. From now on, you will be a member of the security team of our Central Building. Come on, I will take you to meet your colleagues." Uncle Han smiled and stood up.

Qin Yao: "..."

This interview process can be said to be quite efficient.

In the blink of an eye, Uncle Han took him into a monitoring room, pointed at the three security guards inside, one fat and one thin, and said: "The fat one is called Fatty. If you have any questions in the future, you can ask him.

The thin one’s name is Ah Qing. He likes others to call him Mr. Hong Kong. If possible, you should follow suit.

That kid’s name is Xiao Ding, he’s a kid studying, and he came here to work as a security guard during the summer to earn some extra money.”

Following the introduction, the three security guards also raised their heads to look at Qin Yao one after another, only to see Uncle Han pointing at Qin Yao and saying: "This is our new colleague Qin Yao, Xiao Ding, go to the warehouse to pick out a large size of clothes, come back

Let Qin Yao try it later."

"Yes, Uncle Han."

Xiao Ding, who had carrot hair and a pair of myopia glasses on his nose, immediately walked out of the room.

"Let's talk. I'm going back to the office first. I still have some official business to deal with." Uncle Han waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Wait a minute." Qin Yao said, "We haven't said the salary yet..."

"Fat boy, tell him." Uncle Han turned around and said.

"You walk slowly."

The fat boy was smiling all over his face. After he left, he said to Qin Yao: "The salary of ordinary security guards is the same, the basic salary is one thousand seventeen, there are subsidies for overtime work, and there are subsidies for holidays. Generally speaking, in the security industry, the security guards in Central Building have the same salary.

Welfare can be said to be at its peak.”

Qin Yao nodded silently and glanced at the two faces in turn, but their tragic deaths flashed quickly in his mind...


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