Li Hui's method was exactly the result of her consideration.
"But I haven't seen some heavy weapons before, so it's not easy to imagine..."
"I can!"
Li Hui grabbed Meng Yu's hand, her expression very excited.
"Really? That's up to you."
Meng Yu happily patted Li Hui, as if he had found a compatriot.
"Oh my God..."
Wang Jin shook his head.
He was afraid that some unlucky guy would meet Meng Yu after being influenced by Li Hui.
"Being maimed by a bomb is a minor matter."
Shaking his head, Wang Jin came to a conclusion.
"Cough cough cough... plop!"
While Wang Jin was chatting with them, the person in the other corner of the restaurant suddenly coughed twice violently and fell to the ground without moving.
Wang Jin knew that this was one of the manifestations of being polluted, and it was the luckiest one.
Pollution is applied directly to inspiration, which is equivalent to throwing paint into clean water.
The more clear water, the more paint can be tolerated without discoloration, so Wang Jin is not too worried about this.
Of course, if there is little to no water, the impact of the pigment on it will not be that great.
After all, it won't melt at all.
Therefore, Li Hui's resistance in this aspect is also very high.
As for Hu Xiaobei, she is both a ghost story and a kind of paint.
If you want to influence her, you can only let the darker paint swallow her up.
"It's so miserable."
Looking at the young man lying on the ground, Wang Jin whispered.
The next second, a stretcher took him out.
The meal only stopped for a moment before starting again, as if people didn't see what had just happened.
Everyone knows that the assessment has begun.
Well... maybe not everyone.
"Brother! That man suddenly fell to the ground!"
Liu Er pulled Liu Da's sleeve with a look of horror on his face.
"Don't make such a fuss, I suspect we are both dazzled."
Liu Da shook his head and continued.
"Didn't you see that there were so many people in the restaurant and we were the only ones who discovered it? I suspect this is some kind of weird attack."
"Eh? Is that so?"
"That's right."
Liu Da nodded seriously, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"On such a formal occasion, only the two of us discovered the strange attack. Do you know what this means?"
Liu Da touched the hammer on his waist and spoke softly.
"It means we are going to stand out."
Liu Er nodded as if understanding, then frowned and started to be on guard.
"Hmm...where does the pollution come from?"
With nothing to do, Wang Jin began to look around at the restaurant's decoration.
The floor is paved with high-end mahogany floors and there are various abstract paintings on the walls, which makes it look very high-end.
The piano placed in the corner looked expensive, and the food served by the waiter was also delicious.
If he hadn't known that those people fell to the ground because of pollution, Wang Jin would have even subconsciously thought that they had food poisoning.
The old-fashioned chandelier above his head gave off a bright light. To Wang Jin's surprise, there was actually a candle burning in the middle of the chandelier.
"Pollution comes from candles."
Nodding, Wang Jin looked back.
After all, it is a commanding bureau, and nothing can be wasted.
In his eyes, the seemingly unnecessary candle was emitting pollution at a very high concentration.
Therefore, people who are closer to it will become infected faster.
This is why Wang Jin followed his inspiration warning and stayed away from chandeliers.
"It's quite dangerous."
Wang Jin touched his chin and whispered softly.
"Large ghost talk organizations will have drugs or devices to purify pollution. It's very safe."
"Apart from the suffering caused by the contamination process, there is nothing else."
Seemingly sensing Wang Jin's concerns, Li Hui explained in a low voice.
"That's it."
Wang Jin nodded, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Don't worry, if it doesn't work, just run away. The company won't blame you."