As Su Wu expected, bringing the unlit black candle directly into reality was indeed an act of seeking death.
He gave up the idea.
After exiting the simulator, Su Wu relaxed her body and leaned on the backrest.
His eyes flickered, recalling the various experiences of the last simulation.
“One of the rewards at the end this time is ‘Clear the corpses of corpses’. This reward is quite generous.
But the reward is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that after clearing the zombies, the zombies will temporarily lose their lethality."
"At that time, I directly released most of the power in the ghost hand, and the zombie ghost hand instantly became huge, sweeping away all the zombies.
This method is simple, direct and effective.
Apart from this method, if you want to kill more than 200 corpses in an instant, you will have to use a weapon of large-scale destruction. Although burning can ignite a large number of corpses, it will not kill them instantly.
So, can the trick of enlarging the ghost hand be used in reality?
Simply and directly clear out all the corpses?"
The dark arm groped for a pen in the darkness, and his ten fingers kept moving the pen holder.
After throwing the pen holder out and picking it up again and again, the pen was finally moved so that it was flying and spinning between ten dark fingers.
Su Wu looked at the pen spinning on his fingertips, and the thought settled in his mind: "The main reason why triggering most of the ghost hand's power to make it huge will cause my life force to be completely exhausted is that my compatibility with the ghost hand is not high.
If the compatibility reaches 50%, if I use this move again, I should be seriously injured, but not die immediately.
If there is a 70% fit, it may just shorten my lifespan significantly, but I will not suffer any obvious injuries.
If there is 100% compatibility, using this move will definitely cause minimal damage."
"So, the premise for me to use this move is to first improve the compatibility between myself and the ghost hand, at least to 70% or above!"
He brought up the detailed introduction panel of Ghost Hand.
Look at the last item.
Compatibility with the host itself: 26.8%.
The previous fit was 26.7%. Just after he was thinking and turning the pen with his ghostly hand, this number increased by 0.1%!
This proves that not only enduring pain can improve the fit between the ghost hand and oneself, but also some daily targeted training can improve this proficiency!
No matter how small the improvement is, it is still an improvement!
Su Wu immediately got up and walked to the living room, taking out a box from under the coffee table.
Sitting back in the room, he opened the box and found several balls of wool and a handful of knitting needles in it.
Don't ask how a normal single man could have such a thing in his home.
In the darkness, Su Wu's left hand cooperated with the ghost hand to knit a sweater.
…
15th.
Office Building No. 9, Lantau Bay, Mingzhou City.
The setting sun shines through the glass window into the office of the boss of Boyu Company.
Huang Zhicheng sat upright behind the large solid wood desk in begonia color.
He is nearly 30 years old, and his hairline has receded severely. Even if he sits on a chair with his back straight, he can't keep the "swim ring" under his clothes.
Opposite him, the boss of Boyu Company, Lin Guangyuan, who is already in his forties, is still tall and tall, his hair is meticulously styled, his whole person looks capable and chic, and he looks much younger than Huang Zhicheng.
Lin Guangyuan pushed a document to Huang Zhicheng and said with a kind smile: "Zhicheng, from the beginning of the company to now gradually getting on the right track, you have witnessed it all the way and made great contributions to the company.
This is an equity incentive agreement, please sign it.
It’s also the company’s recognition of you!”
Equity Incentive Agreement?!
Huang Zhicheng was still very nervous when he was suddenly called to the office by his boss.
At his age, once called alone by his superior or boss to talk, it rarely ends well.
I didn't expect that I would be so lucky.
His fingers trembled slightly, and he opened the folder in front of him, and sure enough he saw five ink words on the equity agreement on white A4 paper.
I wonder if it was because he was so excited that the five words were a bit blurry.
For a moment, those ink characters seemed to turn into squirming black human shapes.
Huang Zhicheng squeezed his eyes, and the handwriting on the paper returned to normal.
More convinced that he had hallucinated before, he no longer hesitated, opened the cover, and read through the contract terms one by one.
Bang bang! Bang bang!
He heard his own heartbeat thumping.
Each ink word on the paper turned into a ball of thread, entangled with each other, and slowly outlined into a black hole.
On the other side of the black hole, Lin Guangyuan looked at him with a smile: "Zhiyou, if there are no problems, just sign the agreement."
"Yes Yes!"
Huang Zhicheng woke up from a dream, quickly turned to the last few pages of the contract, picked up a pen handed over by his boss, and solemnly wrote his name on the signature line.
Red ink smudged across the page.
A chill surged from the soles of Huang Zhicheng's feet, quickly pushing the blood all over his body and rushing into his right hand - the pen he held in his right hand.
As a result, more and more blood spread on the page, gradually dyeing the entire paper red.
Each ink character on the paper was soaked in blood and squirmed, turning into a human figure struggling and howling in the river of blood.
"You voluntarily sign this contract and package up everything you own and sell it to me."
"I'm paying you the right to work for me for free forever."
"The contract has come into effect."
As Lin Guangyuan finished speaking, a large amount of blood-red gas surged out of Huang Zhicheng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose across from him, and poured into the folder in front of him.
In Huang Zhicheng's eyes, in the river of blood on the paper, the struggling human figures were reaching out to grab him -
In an instant, he was grabbed by those pairs of palms and dragged completely into the river of blood!
In the office.
An ordinary blue folder lies quietly on the desktop.
Huang Zhicheng, who was supposed to be sitting on the chair, was nowhere to be seen. There was only a pile of his clothes on the chair.
A pair of skinny hands covered with age spots stretched out from the sleeves of his suit and picked up the folder.
Lin Guangyuan, who was sitting on the boss's chair, looked very old at that moment.
It was as if he suddenly changed from a smart and capable man in his prime to an old man with gray skin and gray hair.
And as he opened the folder, a stream of blood-colored air immediately rushed out of it and poured into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making his spirit and appearance instantly younger, even much younger than before.
!
In the folder, there was no trace of the ‘Equity Incentive Agreement’.
There is only one dark red page made of leather-like material.
There are a lot of twisted words on it that are incomprehensible to normal people.
Only the last line of words can be understood by ordinary people.
That's a number: 500.
"With another five hundred people, I will be completely free..." Lin Guangyuan's voice was slightly relaxed.
