If you become a monster, you will succeed

Lao Li didn't understand Feng Xue's topic about the book, but he didn't care about it either. Every Wu came from a different world, and it's normal to have cultural differences. It's impossible and unnecessary for him to figure it out.

After Feng Xue asked a few more questions about ghost stories, Lao Li guessed that the time was almost up, so he said:

"Should you leave the original landfill by now? Do you have a new goal?"

Feng Xue raised her eyebrows, knowing that the price of asking Lao Li for information was coming, so she immediately followed the other party's words and asked, "Not yet, do you have any recommendations?"

"Well, just to ask, do you have the elements of 'Secret', 'Hermit', 'Hermit'? Well, don't tell me, anyway, if you have it, then it doesn't matter to find any landfill, but If not, you'd better think about it."

When Lao Li said this, he ignored Feng Xue's reaction and continued:

"You rescued a door opener before, as long as you didn't kill the manager, then your information must have been known by the residential area. Although even if you are wanted, the people below may not be able to remember what you look like, but Once you are found, you have to run away immediately."

"Oh, according to your statement, the managers of residential areas and major landfills overlap?" Feng Xue asked pretending to be ignorant, and Lao Li immediately said seriously:

"There are more than just intersections. You can regard all landfill managers as lackeys in residential areas. It is not accurate to say that. After all, they also have the opportunity to live in residential areas."

Speaking of this, the irony in Lao Li's tone could not be concealed, Feng Xuexin said that it was true, but on the surface he still said calmly:

"According to what you say, the residential area will give their lackeys a head?"

"Successful?" Lao Li asked mockingly, and without waiting for Feng Xue to answer, he gave the answer directly:

"What they value is nothing more than profit. In their eyes, the landfill is their own farmland, and all the output in it is their harvest. The managers are just tenant farmers who cultivate for them. They don't care about the life and death of the tenant farmers, but They care about the reduction in field production, understand? Of course, there are also those stupid sons of landlords who go to the countryside to experience life. When they encounter managers with ridiculously luxurious equipment, they’d better hide as far away as possible to offend the tenants. As long as you hide and walk away, you’ll be fine, if you offend the landlord’s stupid son, you’ll be suppressed by the bandits!”

At this point, Lao Li changed the subject and said:

"But this is actually no different for ordinary Wu. If you have already registered like you, if you don't have a secret entry and want to be more stable, you should either live in the wild and survive until no one remembers you. Or simply go to the four major landfills to settle down."

"The four major landfills? Isn't that the territory of the residential area?" Feng Xue asked a little surprised, but she also understood that this might be the "clear path" that Lao Li wanted to point out to him, so she asked along the way. stand up.

"That's right, but the four major landfills are the earliest landfills in Infinite City. Although they are theoretically directly controlled by residential areas, there are many masters who dare not even provoke moths in residential areas. The existence of ghost stories or quasi ghost stories that failed to challenge the seat of the Tower of Babylon made the four major landfills much more relaxed than other landfills. The most important thing is that the place is big enough and there are enough people. Ordinary landfills can’t be reached in a few minutes like ordinary landfills, and even if they arrive, they don’t dare to go too far, so you understand?”

Lao Li's almost explicit statement made Feng Xue understand what he meant, but he continued to ask:

"What do you mean by the seat in the Tower of Babylon? What does it have to do with the room in the Tower of Babylon you mentioned earlier?"

"It's a bit early for you, and when you become a strange talk, come and ask me."

Speaking of this, Lao Li seemed a little tired, and immediately hung up the communication. Hearing the busy tone from the badge, Feng Xue grinned, stretched her waist and got out of the cardboard box.

He opened the work card and called up the map of Infinite City. After considering the distance, he immediately took out a few small universal wheels and a roll of rope from the real world, and then took out a bottle of glue from the storage bag——

Name: Phantom·Super Glue

Elements: [props], [tools], [connection], [firm], [reliable]

Introduction: A bottle of exquisitely packaged superglue can work on most solids, and it only needs to be pressed for three seconds to make a perfect joint, but for some reason, it looks a bit like a lubricant.

Remarks: This is not petroleum jelly! Not Vaseline!

...

Although the remark is a bit inexplicable, the effect of this tube of glue is still very strong. Coupled with the [manufacturing] element endowed by Feng Xue's [Money Printing Machine] label, he quickly glued the four wheels to the four corners of the carton. With the addition of a rope glued to the front, the carton is instantly transformed into a high-capacity hand trailer.

As for not wanting these wheels in the future, it’s easy to deal with, because this thing is the real thing, Feng Xue only needs to take a sip on it, and these small parts stuck to it will be gray, so naturally, there is no need to worry about the permanent damage caused by the phantom glue. Sexual changes.

After finishing all this, Feng Xue threw the scavenger suit and other things that couldn't fit into the storage bag into the cardboard box, and dragged it towards the north like walking a dog.

Although Lao Li's information is obviously purposeful, Feng Xue has no more suitable choices. As Lao Li said, he can either stay in the wild until no one remembers him, or Can only choose to take risks.

He didn't know whether the four major landfills were as safe as Lao Li said, but with the resurrection card in hand, it was better to try than wait.

In the final analysis, he is just a rumor right now, no one knows how long the impression of [Money Printing Machine] and [Demon] will last. As for the official side of Yan Kingdom, Feng Xue never thinks that results will be achieved in a short period of time.

After all, it is martial arts. Yan Guo does not talk about promoting it. Even if it is only put into experiments, it may take a long time. If it is not bad, they will definitely conduct some theoretical research first, and then select a small number of people. Carry out practice, and after confirming that there are no major problems in the short term, select a few hundred people, and only after confirming that there are no obvious harmful effects, will you really promote it internally. Calculated in this way, you can get the first round within three years Income, that can be regarded as high official efficiency.

However, the benefits of slow official efficiency and slow efficiency, when the official really makes up his mind, then his road to ghost stories will basically be paved-the official mentions a sentence in the textbook, which has a much higher sense of existence than any folk ghost stories.

Mr. Lu Xun can have so many stalks, in addition to his own sharp writing skills and insight into the times, the reason why he is closely related to everyone's school days cannot be ignored.