I am your natural enemy

Zhang Qihui's Taoist soldiers were rarely used before, and even less so now.

It took a lot of effort to create a Taoist soldier and activate his spirit. It consumed a lot of resources and the success rate was still low.

The most important thing is that even if it is done, it might be beaten to pieces by an ordinary person with a machine gun.

Why bother?

Even a guy like Zhang Qihui, who belongs to the Zhang family, has resources and abilities and can still be embarrassed.

The doll industry he invested in happened to meet the expansion of demand, and he could continue to make money by continuously returning blood and conducting research and development, forming a positive cycle.

Even so, Zhang Qihui only had eight bone Taoist soldiers in his hands.

Who else can continue to play?

This thing is now a niche among niches, and there is no need for cannon fodder to be used as Taoist soldiers.

When you need to explore the road, wouldn’t it be good to use a drone? When you need to explode, get on the drone.

If it doesn't work, I think it will cause too much interference, so I'll connect the drone with fiber optics!

With the emergence of aircraft and artillery, the Tianshi Mansion has basically stopped trying to spread the beans.

Just Zhang Qihui, an obscure guy, is still working as a Taoist soldier.

Then he met Wen Yan, an unattractive guy, and fell in love with Tao Bing's failure.

The bodies of Tao soldiers who cannot enlighten their souls.

If you just want a failed product with the physical strength of an ordinary person, with Zhang Qihui's current progress, he can do it with his eyes closed.

And this kind of Taoist body that cannot inspire spirits is very universal.

To be honest, it is much more universal than the human body.

Whether the person is possessed or has his body taken away from him, as long as he is alive, there will be a natural rejection reaction, which is unavoidable.

But the body of a Taoist soldier is not a living person, and there is basically no such rejection reaction. For a guy who has no body but wants to have a body, it is extremely cost-effective.

And most importantly, this thing is not absolutely prohibited.

Zhou Xiaorong wanted a body that could move. As long as he could make a contribution, it would be easy to negotiate.

Judging from the tone, Zhou Xiaorong was not very old when he died.

If you think about it carefully, after he turned into the Ghost God of Wealth, he had no body, not even a ghost body. He couldn't access the Internet or eat. He went to work diligently every day. After get off work, he had no electricity, no internet, no food, and even no books.

Moreover, he probably doesn't need to sleep to occupy his time after get off work.

Just thinking about it makes me feel like my life is suffocating.

It all depends on treating this matter as a game, relying on a goal, holding on for a breath, working hard for more than a year, and the goal is about to be achieved.

Overnight, progress was ruined.

The breath I was holding in my heart was released.

In addition, these ghost gods of wealth, strictly speaking, still belong to the category of A Piao. When encountering big stimulation, they tend to act in extreme ways.

Wen Yan thought about it from Zhou Xiaorong's point of view. If it were him, he would be the god of wealth to anyone he wanted. If he was no longer alive, he would kill that stinky god of wealth!

I don’t even want to live anymore, I’m going to overturn the table, what’s the point of selling the information of the Ghost God of Wealth?

Zhou Xiaorong was silent for a long time and then asked.

"Can I have an ID card?"

"The latest result of the joint research between the Lieyang Department and the Three Mountains and Five Mountains has all the advantages except that it is not made of flesh and blood. Even its appearance can be customized. Moreover, aliens have already obtained it."

"..."

Zhou Xiaorong's expression changed, and in the end he only had one thought left.

This one was thrown.

And no one can blame him!

Seeing that Zhou Xiaorong was silent for a long time, Wen Yan thought that Zhou Xiaorong couldn't accept it for a while, so he immediately gave some serious words of advice.

“If you want to be more open-minded, the loss has already been lost, and there is no point in thinking about it anymore.

Just think of this year as a time for accumulating learning and acquiring information.

This information is worth more than the money you accumulate.

You have to think this way, if you hadn't lost the money, you wouldn't have had a bright future.

This is actually a good thing, just be open-minded. "

"When can I get the body?" Zhou Xiaorong suddenly asked.

"If you don't want to customize it, it can be ready in three days at most!"

Wen Yan replied immediately. Seeing that Zhou Xiaorong's intention to seek refuge was clear, his thoughts changed.

"Do you know that there was a fire in a paper money workshop in Luoyue County?"

"Know."

"If you can help us catch that guy, I can help you operate it a little bit."

"How to say?"

"Tell me the truth first. Did you just exchange the offering paper money for the sacrificial paper money? Let me tell you clearly, I am not from the Lieyang Department, so if you tell me now, and if you are found out in the future, the nature is not Same."

"Yes, the things I want can only be exchanged for sacrifice paper money." Zhou Xiaorong said with confidence.

"Okay, if you can help catch that guy, let's see how much you can do immediately.

If it is high, I will help you operate it and change your nature.

You are like this now, in the Lieyang Department, you have lost your way and come back.

But if it were to change, it would be more than a year ago when you were assigned to go undercover.

You bear the humiliation and live a life without food, water, electricity, internet, relatives and friends, and without a physical body.

After more than a year, it was finally used for a major incident and helped us solve a serious case.

You should understand what the difference is between the two, right? "

Zhou Xiaorong stared at Wen Yan blankly, his mind unable to turn around for a moment.

He thought about it carefully and took a breath.

Isn't Wen Yan really from the Lieyang tribe? Can you still play like this?

Of course he knew the difference between the two. One was to find his way back. No matter what, the most I could do was give him a body so that he could move around like an ordinary person. Most of the time, he would have to report to the Lieyang Department every year.

However, if he is an undercover agent and becomes a ghost god of wealth, he enters it and collects information.

That is a hero who endures humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and may be able to do more in the future.

Vertically and horizontally they are not on the same level at all.

Only now did he understand what Wen Yan meant by being the shopkeeper of Qianzhuang.

Zhou Xiaorong could not find any reason to refuse at all. He could not find any reason to refuse in all directions.

"Is this...really okay?"

"A minister from a county branch personally said that if we add Fuyu Mountain, it won't work. If we add Prince Zhu, will it be enough?

If I say you are an undercover agent, then you are an undercover agent.

If your meritorious service is great enough, if you help us catch that guy alone.

And then dismantled this hidden and unstable ghost God of Wealth gang from within.

Then I can guarantee that you are an undercover agent arranged by the headmaster himself!

I at least have some credibility, I mean what I say. "

"..."

Zhou Xiaorong was speechless for a long time.

He was filled with Wen Yanhua's pie.

Of course, he also believed in Wen Yan's credibility.

If this can be done, he will have no worries at all. He is not even afraid of death. Is he still afraid of taking a chance?

If you lose, it will be over and completely dissipated.

If you win, you need to have an identity, a body, a home, and a bank card.

When the time comes to buy a suite, the 60-square-meter living room will be turned directly into a game audio and video room. A 100-inch high-brush 4k TV will be hung up. I will also buy a game console that I was reluctant to buy during my lifetime.

No need to sleep anymore, let’s have fun.

When you get to work, you become the shopkeeper, no, that's the president of Ah Piao Bank.

I work four days a week, and if I am more dedicated, I work from 9 to 5 every morning. I also have to have holidays during the Qingming Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and death anniversaries, which is more time than a living person has.

With the Lieyang Department at my back, I have so much money that I have no place to spend it. I can give legitimate property and money to living relatives and friends openly.

Every year on the death anniversary, relatives and friends who pay homage at the grave must be more sincere than before.

Before this Yin life is exhausted, if you are tired of living, then dissipate and leave an epitaph.

If I make a big contribution, I might be able to get a title. If I were to reorganize the family tree, I would have to give me a separate page. It would be unreasonable if I was not given the first incense every year.

Zhou Xiaorong felt dizzy and quickly collected his thoughts, not daring to think anymore.

This cake was so filling that I choked on it.

"Brother, please tell me what I should do." Zhou Xiaorong suddenly became extremely polite, and his posture became lower.

"As for what I just told you, you are an undercover agent, mainly collecting intelligence. Please note my mobile phone number and add me later."

"Okay, brother."

“Whenever you think of something, just send it to my mobile phone and leave a written record so that I can organize it easily.

By the way, this is also the work process. When I ask you for credit later, it will be well-founded and no one will be stuck.

If someone gets stuck here, I will go to the capital and go directly to the headquarter to reason!

Your credit is your credit, understand? "

"Understood, I understand." Zhou Xiaorong nodded repeatedly. See, this even thought of concerns that he didn't expect. This was to teach him how to keep good evidence.

Seeing that the conversation was almost over, Wen Yan asked casually.

"Who is the person you invited to send things? Is it trustworthy?"

"That's because I'm too naughty. They hurt me since I was a child. When I was a kid, I played a game with my too naughty ID card.

I died in front of my grandma. My grandma was unwilling and felt that I was the only child in the family, so she couldn't even take a breath.

Finally it turned into Ah Piao and found me.

In order to be able to use my mobile phone, I bought one on the black market with money from the paper offerings. "

"Bought from Rakshasa Ghost Market?"

"I don't know about that. We negotiated and a Piao sent it to us."

"Is your cell phone here? Let me take a look."

"Is there something wrong with the phone? Do you want to check it?" Zhou Xiaorong quickly entered the role and now began to assume the role of undercover.

"It's okay, let's take a look first."

Zhou Xiaorong let out a low cry that ordinary people couldn't hear, and a moment later, he saw an old lady appearing in the distance.

The old lady was still a little nervous when she saw Wen Yan's presence. After hearing Zhou Xiaorong's urging, she came over.

Wen Yan used his mobile phone to record the model and IMEI code of the old lady's mobile phone.

This mobile phone is indeed a special mobile phone from the Lieyang Department. It can take pictures of Ah Piao and can be used by Ah Piao without any hindrance.

According to records, this phone was reported stolen. It stands to reason that it should no longer be usable and will be locked when it is turned on.

But now I can re-insert the card and use it normally without triggering the alarm.

This is quite interesting.

After Wen Yan recorded it, he didn't say anything. After adding him as a friend, he returned the phone to Zhou Xiaorong's grandma.

"It's not appropriate to stay here for too long. I'm leaving now. Contact me on my mobile phone. My line is encrypted. Feel free to say whatever you want."

Anyone who can find Wen Yan must have higher authority than Wen Yan.

But when it comes to checking Wen Yan's chat history, it's unlikely that it will be silent and there will be no traces.

Wen Yan turned and left, leaving behind Zhou Xiaorong and his wife.

The old lady was a little worried about her great-grandson. Her great-grandson had never been in contact with a living person, especially a living person who was not easy to mess with at first glance.

"Xiao Rong, is something wrong?"

"It's okay, it's a good thing. I'm a member of the government, and I might have an editor in the future." Zhou Xiaorong summed it up simply and concisely in words that he could understand.

"Okay, okay, let's get down to business." The old lady was in a good mood. She had been worried that what Zhou Xiaorong did was illegal and that she would be dragged away and killed. Now her hanging heart was put back in her stomach.

"I said, you send me a message."

The old lady immediately took out her mobile phone and started the voice input mode with ease, asking Zhou Xiaorong to start typing, while his wife moved away on her own.

After he finished speaking, the words were automatically converted into text, and then he walked over and continued to operate the phone to send the message to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan was about to enter the barren tomb when he saw the message. He glanced at the beginning, put away his phone and stopped.

He thought for a moment, turned around and walked back, watching from a short distance away.

He discovered something different. There was no sign of backlash on Zhou Xiaorong.

However, when he saw Zhou Xiaorong finish speaking, his wife came over and sent messages. The moment he saw those messages, black smoke began to float on Zhou Xiaorong's body. Wen Yan had seen this before, and it started to backfire.

But the intensity of the backlash was far less than that of the disciples.

He immediately stepped forward quickly and placed one hand on Zhou Xiaorong to suppress the backlash.

"Have you read the contents of the contract?"

"Of course I have seen it."

"Then you didn't know there would be a backlash?"

"I have studied it, and the backlash is directly proportional to the wealth in my hands. I have nothing now, and I can bear it."

Wen Yan thought for a while, and he felt like he had found a loophole.

According to the contract, Zhou Xiaorong has already leaked part of the content that cannot be leaked, but why didn't the backlash appear immediately?

But it will only appear when those contents are seen by his wife?

"Wait a moment."

Wen Yan turned on his phone and issued a task to Black Box, asking Black Box to pick up the content Zhou Xiaorong posted, then reorganize the language, translate it into Chinese, change all the words that could be changed, and then list it again.

Wen Yan looked at the information listed in the black box at this time and scanned it roughly. There was no change in the weak backlash on Zhou Xiaorong.

In other words, the backlash will only be triggered when the person whose contract is leaked is an intelligent being.

That's right, Zhou Xiaorong can't just talk to himself alone, it would be considered a leak.

When he says something himself, there is always something else next to him, right?

Tables, stones, small temples, etc.

In other words, mobile phones are also in the category of dead objects and will not trigger.

The AI ​​cannot be considered an intelligent creature, and it will not be triggered either.

Black Box changed the words beyond recognition, and the plagiarism check rate must be very low. For example, the corpse oil was changed to "residual oil extracted from the dead remains of late Homo sapiens subspecies."

The meaning of the warm words is understandable, but the words are definitely completely different from what Zhou Xiaorong described.

Wen Yan didn't know how the contract was determined, but after carefully reading the contents of the Chinese translation in the black box, Zhou Xiaorong did not change much.

Wen Yan watched quietly and waited for a long time before the weak backlash in Zhou Xiaorong gradually dissipated.

Zhou Xiaorong was very indifferent.

"I have studied it. In addition to the wealth in hand, the power of backlash is also related to the abilities, advancements, etc. that can be redeemed.

I haven’t redeemed any of the extra things I added to myself, plus I have nothing left.

This backlash will definitely not kill me. Someone has experimented with it before.

This backlash doesn't just kill the Ghost God of Wealth directly if something goes wrong.

The probability of transforming into a ghost god of wealth is not high and depends very much on luck.

The most important thing here is the so-called currency, and everything else can be bought with money. "

"Don't let your grandma see what you said."

Wen Yan pulled Zhou Xiaorong and continued to try.

As long as no intelligent creature sees or hears the first-hand information leaked by Zhou Xiaorong, the backlash will not be triggered.

Sending it to Black Box Chinese Translator is equivalent to destroying the first-hand information, which is equivalent to Zhou Xiaorong talking to a stone.

Wen Yan thought about it, and Gauss said that this contract had reference to the devil's contract. It seemed that the content and limited scope of this ancient contract had not kept up with the changes of the times.

After confirming that there was no problem, Wen Yan left and asked Zhou Xiaorong to obtain information while protecting himself.

Wen Yan took a mysterious path to leave. When he came out of the barren tomb, his mobile phone began to receive large chunks of messages translated from Chinese to Chinese.

What Zhou Xiaorong said was a bit messy, and he would definitely not be able to finish it in a while. Wen Yan was not in a hurry to read it, so he waited.

If you want to make a big deal for Zhou Xiaorong, you have to tell the headquarter manager first.

When the call got through, he expressed his thoughts bluntly, and the pie he painted was also expressed.

The head of the headquarters was dumbfounded and quickly interrupted Wen Yan's words.

"I mean, you don't have to tell me, you don't have to be so honest."

You've told me, then shouldn't the head of the headquarters take the lead in making things happen?

"No, no, no, this is in line with the rules, it is a force that can be united, and it respects tradition.

Moreover, he is an undercover agent!

It was Minister Cai who had planned for a rainy day and placed an undercover agent. "

"Cai Qidong didn't arrive in Nanwu County a year ago..." the headquarters chief reminded Wen Yan.

"Wouldn't that make Minister Cai even more vicious? Besides, this is not Nanwu County's business."

"..."

The headmaster had nothing to say.

Cai Qidong is already cold, but it's a bit inappropriate to put a blame on him here.

What Wen Yan said cannot be verified even if he wants to.

Considering the relationship between Wen Yan and Cai Qidong, it is reasonable for Cai Qidong to hand over the thread in his hand to Wen Yan before Liang Liang.

Even the head of the headquarters was sure that even if Cai Qidong was still here, it was the first time he heard about such a thing, and Cai Qidong would recognize it without changing his face or heartbeat.

If the identity of the person you ask is not right, Cai Qidong will probably bite you back. Why do you know such confidential information?

"It's up to you. As long as it can solve the big problem, the little thing he wants is not a big problem."

The head of the headquarters stopped Wen Yan from continuing to describe the painting and directly gave him permission.

He didn't even know what Wen Yan did to make a ghost god of wealth betray him to such an extent.