Let's face the fear together! Sao Nian Chapter 86: A New Beginning
Yuye Butcher: So if you, the group leader, want to create a big group, just use this name.
Dark Mark: Why are you looking for me? Don’t you know how to build it yourself?
Xia Zisu yawned, this guy is really good at calling people, so late at night.
Zhang Luo raised the corners of his mouth and sent out the message.
Yuye Butcher: Are you sure you don’t want to? You also need my help, I’m sure.
As if she felt the chill of the night, subconsciously, she shuddered and her mind became much clearer. How could she need help?
Only the other side organized this matter.
"Does this guy have any ideas?" Xia Zisu thought for a moment.
Dark Trace: I built it.
"Does this guy understand?" Zhang Luo didn't think about it. Anyway, this woman is very smart. Even if she doesn't think of it at this time, she will have an epiphany when the plan starts.
However, it still doesn't change the fact that she is a bitch.
In fact, as far as information is concerned, the official channels are more systematic, specific, and more reliable. And because of his own uniqueness, it is not that he cannot join, and his status will not be much worse than Qiao Xi. Moreover, Qiao Xi has also vaguely extended an olive branch.
But after all, Zhang Luo still thinks of the small people and rationally keeps a distance from the bureaucracy.
The first is the lack of common sense about this world. Even though he has used amnesia to expose it, it does not mean that the matter is over. If the matter of time travel is exposed, it will easily create a gap between himself and his original relatives and friends, and become a loner. Subconsciously speaking, he
After all, I still want to integrate into this world.
There is also a conflict of interest.
To be precise, it is a conflict of power.
Zhang Luo is not a brainless harem king, and his vision is quite broad. Although he does not yet know the situation of the world, he has a clear understanding of what he has.
Power is far beyond the power of ordinary people, but it is also responsibility.
He even has no doubt that if it continues to develop, the balance of the world will be broken and a new pattern will emerge.
A monster, aristocrat, or even a king appears who is superior to modern religion, bureaucracy, industry and commerce!
To a certain extent, this existence is like a ghost.
Because of the appearance of people like myself, the hierarchy of the old world has returned.
This is not what he wants to see. Things that are obviously dead should not appear again.
However, he also does not want to be restrained, which is determined by his location.
It's obvious that the Bi'an bureaucracy is very sensitive to the emerging power. These days, there are often inexplicable people sending warmth.
Li Qingdai was confused, but Zhang Luoneng was sure that someone had spread the news to these people, so that she was noticed, saying
Maybe my home has been secretly monitored. After all, I am very special, too special.
He didn't know if Qiao Xi felt it, but he was very worried about this development, and he might be tricked to death. The instinct of bureaucrats is to maintain rule. When people like him reach a certain level, they will inevitably be incompatible with this system.
Reconcile contradictions, but have to rely on this system.
I don’t know how much blood will be shed to redefine the relationship step by step.
He has no intention of fighting with politicians or bureaucrats.
So he decided to set up his own team and set up a pan-interest group led by him to avoid being cheated. At the same time, he waited for the two sides to come to a conclusion among the people, and then picked the peaches.
This is also the idea he slowly explored from the chat he just had, and it is very vague. After all, he is not a politician. In the other world, he is just a college student, and he still studies very unpopular subjects. He doesn't know much about politics, so he can only play safe.
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But obviously, the new group to be established is not just an information channel, so this aspect must be considered.
As for letting Xia Zisu come forward to build a group, it was also because he was not very good at management, so he used her as free labor and then threw her away like a rag...
Hmm, I seem to have seen this metaphor somewhere.
My mind seems to be going crazy.
"Ding dong——!"
New information appeared, bringing his thoughts back to reality.
Metaphor: What on earth are you talking about?
Metaphor: It feels like there is a tacit understanding.
Wu Guang: Yes, yes, this melon has a strange smell for no reason.
Nana Liuli held the phone and said nothing, but her eyes were fixed on the screen, and her breathing was a little rapid. She reminded herself in her heart that this might be a liar, but the ups and downs of her heartbeat exposed her self-deception. She somewhat believed in this so-called rainy night.
The Butcher may really be a special person who can solve supernatural problems, or at least he knows someone who can solve supernatural events.
She read the document carefully. In addition to being an official-style record, it was also combined with some gossip she had learned recently on the Internet.
Although the authenticity is still open to question, it can be regarded as a life-saving straw at the last moment. If you encounter a supernatural incident again, at least... No, according to what this rainy night butcher said, if a truly terrifying supernatural incident occurs, I am afraid it will be too late to call for help.
I'm afraid he is exaggerating? After all, he depends on this to make a profit.
But don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens...
All kinds of thoughts passed by her in an instant, and she was so confused that she was frightened by the supernatural incident last time.
It finally boiled down to an idea: Give it a try!
Nanori Liuli: What kind of group do you want to build?
Woolen cloth?
Rainy Night Butcher: Bring in those weird people on the Internet, and then select people who have really encountered supernatural events to help them solve them. At the same time, it will naturally charge a certain fee. This includes a deposit equivalent to a certain percentage of the employment fee, as well as an intermediary.
cost.
Dark Hen: Aren’t you afraid of being killed by ghosts?
Yuye Butcher: Since none of the victims died, I don’t think I’m any worse than ordinary people.
Dark Trace: What if you were hired by a ghost?
Rainy Night Butcher:......
Qi no Liuli:……
Wu Guang:……
metaphor:……
Qi no Liuli: Group leader, can you stop saying such horrible things?
Rainy Night Butcher: In fact, this group is more about collecting information. Everyone also wants to know more about supernatural events, right? Making money by solving supernatural events is just considered as a part-time job after school. Everyone present can also treat it as a free and easy job.
No part-time job, after all, I still have to go to school.
Wuguang: @雨夜Butcher Is this a ghost-killing trick passed down from your family? Are today’s young people still willing to learn this?
Metaphor: I am also curious
Zhang Luo was startled.
Rainy Night Butcher: No.
Rainy Night Butcher: We should put it another way, people like us are the most powerful supernatural beings.
The Butcher on a Rainy Night: Use ghosts to deal with ghosts.
I don’t know how many people behind the screen were shocked by this sentence.
Later, everyone present was pulled into a new group by Xia Zisu, but it was a supernatural event discussion group.
There are also a lot of night owls in the evening, and the number of new groups quickly increases.
Yuzu Jiang: What does this group do?
Drinking and singing: Promote feudal ideas and your account will be lost! (Funny)
Nana Liuli: I just want to give everyone a platform to discuss casually. There have been quite a few supernatural incidents that have popped up recently.
Smiling face Qianxi: [Shocked! An old man in a rural area in Jiangnan Province suddenly sat up two days after he died of illness! Video sharing...]
Metaphor: Hiss! This is the legendary thing about sitting up (shocked) (shocked) (shocked) during a dying illness
Drinking and singing: It’s different, isn’t it? Isn’t he dead? Is he?
…
Zhang Luo watched for a while. Most of the inexplicable incidents were from mainland China or even abroad. Maybe they were broadcast too many times, and the video quality was also very poor. He felt a little sleepy, so he went to sleep first.
But for many people, this night is even more difficult to fall asleep.
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