After a meal, Zhang Tong thought about it again and again, and still felt that he should find a job.
I don’t ask for how much money I can make, but I want to ensure that I won’t spend the part of my savings that I plan to use to get rich in Bitcoin.
"However, before looking for a job, it's best to resolve the practice issues first."
"Only when the practice matters are resolved can you go to work with peace of mind. Otherwise, if you ask for leave every three days, it would be worse than not going to work."
"Another reason is that once you have the technique, you can take the opportunity to practice it while at work, which invisibly saves time and succeeds."
Zhang Tong thought very clearly. He had never thought about struggling, let alone struggling with the capitalists.
Going to work is just going to work. If you can get paid to practice in the process, that would be even better.
"I've never heard of anyone in a coal mine who digs coal quickly and well and becomes a coal boss."
“Why should we struggle when we can get rich easily?”
Shrugging, Zhang Tong finished his meal and wiped his mouth, then rode his scooter back to the hotel.
Staying in a hotel is not a long-term solution. Although the place Zhang Tong chose is cheap, it is still much more expensive than renting a house in one month.
Zhang Tong had thought clearly that because of force majeure factors such as the official blocking of the floor, he could ask the landlord to refund him the money.
Of course, Zhang Tong never thought about the possibility of the landlord defaulting on his debt.
Although I am just a new super, it is enough for an ordinary person to understand what super happy fire is!
Unfortunately, the landlord did not give Zhang Tong such an opportunity. The process of canceling the lease was extremely smooth. The landlord even continued to apologize to Zhang Tong, which made Zhang Tong feel a little ashamed.
In a harmonious society, there are indeed many good people.
With his wallet full again, Zhang Tong looked for a new house that afternoon. It was still an old community, but this time Zhang Tong cleverly avoided any numbers related to four.
He finally discovered that he co-authored it and was going against the fourth offender.
Living in Room 404, I encountered a ghost of painted skin.
The fourth time he drank, he was targeted by Wang Xinyao's words.
…
"This thing is what Wang Xinyao said is the virtual existence in the real world?"
"It would be more appropriate to say that it is Teacher Li who is possessed."
In the new house, Zhang Tong felt a little strange when he saw the mummy that he had taken out of his schoolbag with maggots crawling inside the wound.
"If my guess is correct, Xu is the monster in the painting."
"Six people went to KTV, which is equivalent to triggering a certain condition, causing Xu to escape from the spiritual world. The characters in the mural are the sustenance of its existence."
"And that painting is equivalent to the channel between the virtual and the spiritual world. To close the door, it should take the hearts of the six people who opened the door."
"But the name of the virtual explains the nature of its existence. It is nothingness. If you want to act in the real world, you must have some sense of existence."
"The people in the painting are the source of his sense of existence, but this is not enough, so it replaces Teacher Li's existence."
"Wang Xinyao saw through the nature of the void, and immediately reduced the existence of the void possessing Teacher Li to the lowest level, so I was able to successfully kill it."
"So, am I the one who robbed Wang Xinyao?"
"Anyway, if you can solve such a weird thing, the harvest should be pretty good, right?"
Zhang Tong actually had a rough guess about the mummy in front of him and the emptiness in Wang Xinyao's mouth.
However, this kind of speculation did not have any practical significance to him. Coupled with other key information revealed by Wang Xinyao, Zhang Tong subconsciously ignored the ins and outs of the so-called seventh person.
"To put it bluntly, it's a void existence that keeps killing people with the help of a certain sense of existence."
Zhang Tong rubbed his hands and looked at the mummy in front of him. Not only did he not show any fear, but he was actually a little eager to try.
He has not forgotten where the apprentice formula he mastered came from.
"I ignited the skin of the Painted Wraith and used the flame to extract a certain crystal. The extraordinary game naturally rewarded me with the apprentice formula."
"Does this mean that I can get new rewards next?"
Looking at the mummy on the ground, Zhang Tong quickly fetched the large iron basin he bought when moving, and then put the mummy that he had dismembered into it.
After pouring the spare diesel for the diesel saw, Zhang Tong lit it with a lighter, and the flames burst out with a whoosh.
Turning on the range hood, Zhang Tong just stared at the iron pot stewing the mummy, fearing that he might accidentally set the house on fire.
Fortunately, everything went smoothly.
The dried corpses were quickly carbonized and burned in the raging flames, and eventually turned into black embers, piled up in the iron basin.
Seeing the densely packed little maggots being burned to death one by one, Zhang Tong felt extremely happy.
In the end, the mummy was completely burned by the flames, and a large number of black embers were piled in the large iron basin.
Zhang Tong took the chopsticks and carefully avoided the hot iron basin while grabbing something in it.
In a moment, Zhang Tong's eyes lit up, and a section of his spine, which had obviously shrunk a lot, was picked out with chopsticks.
Throwing his spine to the ground, Zhang Tong ignored the stench that filled the room and hurried to the bedroom to take out the extraordinary game board.
Sitting cross-legged on the kitchen floor, he placed the extraordinary game in his arms and slowly spread it out.
In Zhang Tong's nervous gaze, Extraordinary Games seemed to be some kind of indescribable existence that came to life from its deep sleep.
Before Zhang Tong could think about it carefully, the path on the adventure chess suddenly changed strangely.
The paths on the chessboard began to shrink like some kind of weird blood vessels, and black mist emerged out of thin air.
The mist rose and soon filled the entire chessboard, making the original chessboard suddenly three-dimensional.
In the black-gray mist, a vague figure representing Zhang Tong appeared, standing on the fourth small grid.
Immediately afterwards, a large amount of ashes that seemed to have been burned rolled up in the black-gray mist, forming lines of twisted text like snakes, suspended in the middle of the chessboard.
Seeing the appearance of those strange words, Zhang Tong looked over them immediately, and the meaning of those words suddenly emerged in Zhang Tong's mind.
"When your die rolls three, you advance three spaces on the path to truth."
"You encountered a void from the spirit world. You successfully banished the void back to the spirit world and passed the level judgment."
"You get a reward - Recipe: Fighter!"
After digesting the information in the strange text, Zhang Tong blinked and felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.
It seems...that there is no relationship between a fighter and an apprentice?