The System Exploded And I Became The System

"Bang~"

The chains were torn apart.

Opening the door, Jiang Ye entered the portrait gallery again.

After looking at the ghostly portraits on the first floor, Jiang Ye strode up to the second floor.

On the second floor, there are three more paintings!

According to Zheng Yi, the painter had to rest at home for five or six hours, which was enough time for Jiang Ye to collect everything and go to the toilet.

He took down an oil painting on the wall and said, "System, start the exchange."

A few minutes later.

"Ding~ The exchange is successful, congratulations to the host for winning a white devil lottery."

"Next one." Jiang Ye then picked up one of the remaining two paintings.

It didn't take long.

The three paintings on the second floor were all redeemed by Jiang Ye, and he got three white devil draws as he wished.

Although it was late at night and there was some theft in other people's restaurants, it was all for the sake of living.

After looking at the empty second floor, Jiang Ye turned his attention to the third floor.

Up there is also the last floor of the portrait gallery.

There might be something in there, or there might be nothing in it.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ye stepped forward.

The first time he came to the third floor, he saw a huge oil painting.

There is a woman in the painting.

"The ghost in the painting is in yellow clothes and can move freely ten meters around the drawing board. She is the most proud work of the painter." ’

Jiang Ye was slightly surprised when he saw the introduction of the system in decryption mode.

did not expect.

A black-level evil ghost can create a yellow-level ghost that is only one level below him!

You can only move within a ten-meter area around the drawing board.

After seeing this information in the system, Jiang Ye, who originally felt a little troubled, suddenly figured out something.

"System, how many points do I have left?"

"Ding~ The host has 1,500 points left."

This night, although I pretended a lot and earned a lot of points, I kept the decryption mode on and my points were consumed very quickly. Fortunately, I still had some left.

"In this case, exchange me for 499 points for gasoline and a lighter."

Jiang Ye spoke directly like this.

"Tsk." Hearing the host speak like this, Ye Tian also understood what this guy was thinking.

"Ding~ The exchange is successful, host please check it carefully."

Ye Tian said, and a few barrels of gasoline appeared vaguely in the shadow beside Jiang Ye.

499 points of gasoline are enough to fill the entire three floors.

Jiang Ye was unambiguous.

Buckets of gasoline were dumped on the floor.

The strong pungent smell immediately affected the seemingly peaceful portrait in front of him.

"Hiss~"

Amidst the neighing sound, a female ghost in oil painting twisted her way out of the huge portrait!

"Hoo~" an inexplicable sound came from his mouth.

The female ghost covered in oil and wax walked step by step towards Jiang Ye, a living person.

only.

When within ten meters of the portrait, the ghost in the painting stopped.

Standing in that area, looking at Jiang Ye coldly.

To this.

Jiang Ye opened the second barrel of gasoline as if nothing had happened.

The warm gasoline flows to the feet of the ghost in the painting.

third fourth……

More than ten barrels in a row.

The strong smell of gasoline has enveloped the entire third floor.

In the area of ​​the stairs, gasoline dripped continuously, and the gasoline even flowed to the first floor.

After taking one last look at the wax ghost, Jiang Ye made a goodbye gesture and came to the first floor.

Light a fire.

"Fierce!!"

The raging fire swept through the entire portrait gallery in an instant!

In just the next moment, flames filled the entire third floor.

"ah!!!"

Standing on the street.

Jiang Ye could clearly hear the sharp scream of the ghost in the painting on the third floor!

The yellow-clothed ghost was indeed not weak, but it was a pity that she couldn't escape.

Only in a corner, fire is the best way!

Sitting on the street.

Jiang Ye exchanged some beer for roast duck and watched the fire in the portrait gallery while eating.

At the beginning, the ghost in the painting screamed extremely sharply.

But after a while, she couldn't scream anymore.

After having enough wine and food.

Looking at the portrait gallery that had turned into a ruins of flames, Jiang Ye strode in.

On the third floor where the floor was dry and cracked, he found the ghost in the painting that was charred to charcoal.

"System, exchange."

"Ding~ Congratulations to the host, you won the yellow-level demon lottery once."

One yellow-level lottery and three white-level lottery draws. This is the biggest gain this early morning!

Just when Jiang Ye was excited, the light curtain of the devil's live broadcast room appeared in front of him.

"Friendly reminder, 901 long-distance tickets are sold out."

Tickets, sold out.

"Can't you take the car to your destination?"

I looked at the map of the Fengshan campus and saw that it was more than a hundred kilometers away.

If this was done by walking, it would take an average person more than a whole day!

Besides, how do you go about in a world like this?

Jiang Ye has even begun to consider whether he should simply ignore the devil's live broadcast room and hang out in the ghost city by himself.

However, thinking of Zheng Yi's previous description of the devil's live broadcast room, he had to endure it.

At least now, it's not the time for him and the devil to start a live show.

"The host can always trust the system's demonic draw."

Ye Tian's words broke Jiang Ye's frown.

Yes, he also has the Devil's Draw.

…

…

Qingshan Passenger Terminal.

There were only about eighty people in the dilapidated waiting hall.

Out of a thousand people, that's all that's left in front of you.

None of the tasks given by the devil are simple for ordinary people.

Among these eighty people, some are favored by the goddess of luck, and some rely on strength and brains.

At this moment everyone gathered together.

The waiting hall seemed very noisy.

The reason is the ticket.

Only 80 tickets for 901 were sold, but there were 85 survivors here!

The current situation is that not all tickets are distributed evenly. Since the real-name system is not required to purchase tickets, most of the tickets are now concentrated in the hands of individual people.

Chu Ze had a total of fifty tickets in his hands.

As the protagonist, he relied on the protagonist's halo to get acquainted with a powerful ghost in yellow during the mission.

The yellow-clothed ghost gave him a lot of money, and that's how Chu Ze's current operation came about.

Tickets are a necessity, and he has a monopoly on almost all tickets, which means he has the right to set prices at will!

"If you need a ticket, come to me. It's 50 yuan a ticket."

Chu Ze held the ticket high, and Mo Qiuwei's words spread throughout the waiting hall.

"50 a piece? This is too dark for you!"

"Axiba, the ticket originally sold for 20, how come you sold it for more than double the price once it was resold?"

Dissatisfied words gradually began to sound.

Although each of them received a certain amount of reward for completing the task, it was obviously not much.

Chu Ze was very concerned: "If you don't want it now, the price will increase to 60 in ten minutes."

The ticket in your hand is a necessity. If it runs out, the buyer will be the first to be unable to bear it.

After he finished speaking, a white man couldn't help but take out the money: "I want one."

"good."

Chu Ze nodded slightly.

The first one was sold.

As time passed, the crowd gradually became less calm.

The second one was bought by another person soon.

It was also because of the leadership of these two people that the 50 yuan ticket became a matter of course in an instant.

People crowded forward to buy a ticket.

No money? Then join in!

To understand.

There are 85 people in the waiting hall, but there are only 80 tickets!

If you hesitate again, no one can guarantee whether you will be among the five people.

Everyone who got the tickets breathed a sigh of relief.

Fifty votes will be sold out in a short while.

And a dark, strong man with a simple and honest look finally squeezed forward at this time.

"Brother Chu, can you make it cheaper? The three of us only have ninety yuan, and we want to take three."

The strong man said while smiling at Chu Zehan.

"90, you can only buy one, but since you are from the Dragon Kingdom, let's buy one for 100."

Chu Ze glanced at the person in front of him and said calmly.

"Wha, what?" The strong man didn't understand what Chu Ze meant.

"I remember that you all gave one of your two lives to Jiang Ye, right?" Chu Ze said, counting the tickets in his hands: "Since you believe in him so much, you should go to him to ask for a way out. I still want to make some money with these tickets."

"Chu Ze, how could you do this?!"

A man squeezed forward, his face filled with anger but unable to vent it.

"What about me? Do I have to be responsible for your life and death? Everyone here wants to live. If I save you, won't I give up the other one?"

Chu Ze shouted back.

When these words came out, a man from the Dragon Kingdom who was obviously calmer and wearing a military uniform stepped forward.

"Chu Ze, when we come here, we are not representing individuals."

"Have you ever thought about it, you gave those opportunities to live to people from other countries, we don't regret dying, and Dragon Kingdom ranks last, what will Dragon Kingdom face?"

The man said, looking deeply at Chu Ze: "If you don't want to give us the ticket, forget it. After all, it is your own thing."

"It's just that compared to Jiang Ye, you are really not as good as him!"

"What did you say?!" Chu Ze seemed to have been stabbed in a sore spot.