Transfer 300 To Me And I Will Let The World Start Cultivating Immortality

Huaguo Network Supervision Center.

A staff member.

Sitting in front of the computer screen with a face full of black lines.

Looking at the comments on a post posted by a key regulatory figure on the screen——

[Everyone, no need for 300, only 200...]

The S+ level of supervision, the supervision for so many consecutive days, and the clues revealed from the leaders’ conversations...

The staff already vaguely knew the identity of this [Qingxiazi].

And the turmoil he is about to cause in the world!

I was stunned from the beginning and never believed it!

In the end, I had to force myself to accept the half-belief in the future.

Now I am lying flat and accepting it well.

The transformation of the staff was 360 degrees.

At this moment, looking at this comment, he was wailing in his heart.

"Grandpa, ancestor! What do you want to do!? If you need money, just say it. Don't ask for 200 yuan. The country will sell you iron and steel for 20 billion yuan! What is your identity? 200 yuan!?"

"If 200 yuan can buy you a Sword Rider, I'll pay 2 million...well, I don't think so. How about 200,000 yuan to buy you the status of a disciple!?"

The staff did not dare to neglect and reported the matter quickly.

Leaders who have been participating in various meetings of various sizes during this period immediately put down everything they were doing and came here!

Later, I saw the private conversation between Jiang Ye and Qingxiazi.

The leader's brows were furrowed and his expression was extremely solemn.

They had already received the words Qingxiazi had brought to them through various methods, such as "The world has changed dramatically, and the people's lives have been ruined" and "I hope the government will take precautions as soon as possible."

Combined with the various strange incidents that occurred all over the country, it immediately attracted their attention!

And what performance do leaders attach great importance to?

Without exception - meetings, meetings, meetings!

Meetings have been held one after another these days to discuss the authenticity of these words and events, the feasibility of changing from passive to active before the world changes drastically, analyzing the most likely social security problems and their solutions, and how to quickly mobilize relevant forces. Throwing ourselves into dealing with this sea change…a host of issues.

One meeting after another, fierce debates, busy secretaries, full meeting minutes, mountains of drafts...

As the number of meetings grew, word inevitably got out.

Although at present, the circulation circle is mainly limited to the middle and high-level political circles in the capital.

But it’s completely predictable, three months at most!

If we hide it for another three months at most, the whole country will know about the great changes in the world, the birth of legendary ghosts, and the arrival of cultivators...

If there are some second-generation people among us who don’t know the heights of the world and rely on their own sense of superiority, they will talk nonsense on the Internet and spread it everywhere.

This time will be greatly shortened!

Therefore, at present, the upper echelons of the country are eager to get in touch with the only born cultivator "Qingxiazi".

But because of previous errors in judgment and failure in contact.

The superiors were afraid of offending him.

I had to slow down and act more cautiously.

Having said that, at this moment, the leader of the Network Supervision Center looked at the private chat box between Qingxiazi and Jiang Ye on the screen.

Realize that this could be a great opportunity.

It's just that he can't decide on his own.

So after reporting to higher level leadership.

He received a notice——

"Quickly summon relevant personnel and hold a meeting to discuss!"

***

"Ah~"

Du Jia stood up from the office chair, stretched, yawned and stretched his muscles, and asked Jiang Ye.

"It's 11:10, haven't you finished yet?"

Although Jiang Ye was almost done with his work, his appointment with Qingxiazi was at 11:30, so he deliberately slowed down, tapping the keyboard here and there, and gave perfunctory answers.

"Come on, come on, right away."

Du Jia: "Would you like to have some late-night snacks later?"

Jiang Ye glanced at him, "What do you want to eat?"

Du Jia: "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Ye: "I can do either."

Du Jia: "Beef noodles, do you want to eat it?"

Jiang also thought about it and thought that dragging Qingxiazi out for a late-night snack would give him multiple opportunities to test whether he was a liar or not.

If he is a liar, let him treat you to beef noodles!

Therefore, Jiang also agreed.

Du Jia: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

After saying that, Du Jia sat down again, slumped on the office chair, and started playing with his mobile phone.

While playing, he also shared with Jiang Ye the melons he had eaten while running around.

"Damn it, there are also supernatural events in Haicheng. It is said that a baby appears that can pull people into terrifying dreams. People are sleeping soundly, but they suddenly die. Many people died!"

Jiang Ye still didn't quite believe it when he heard this extremely magical event, as if it came out of a novel, and his voice was weak.

"Then how was it resolved in the end?"

Du Jia flipped through his phone for a long time before holding back something.

"Didn't say."

Jiang also rolled his eyes.

I also think of Qingxiazi.

I couldn't help but start to worry whether this "liar" would show up later.

“It’s weird that it would appear!

The scammer didn't run away after defrauding the money, but went to the appointment and waited for the real owner to call the police to arrest him?

It's not like me, having my brain kicked by a donkey!

Ahhhh, I am such a fool, to have fallen for such a low-level deception!

I only have two hundred dollars left! "

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Jiang Ye closed the computer and stood up.

"Let's get off work!"

Du Jia: "Are you done?"

Jiang Ye was filled with resentment.

"Quit! Resign and go home to farm and raise pigs!"

***

Because it was indeed too late, most of the lights in the towering office buildings had been extinguished, leaving only a few office lights still shining brightly.

Jiang Ye and the two walked out of the company, locked the door, and turned around to take a look.

In the long corridor, a small ceiling lamp illuminates the smooth floor lonelyly.

On both sides of the aisle, the money trees that the boss had worked so hard to maintain were drooping their leaves.

The red number on the elevator display screen is fixed on the "-2" floor and is blindingly bright.

Everything is normal.

The two walked to the elevator, pressed the "↓" key, and chatted casually.

"I wonder if the noodle shop is still open."

"It should be open."

"Oh, I'm starving to death. If I become a sword cultivator, won't I stop being hungry?"

Du Jia started nagging Jianxian again, and Jiang didn't bother to pay attention to him.

The elevator reached the floor and opened with a ding.

No one was inside.

The two entered one after another and pressed the "1" layer.

The elevator shook slightly and went down.

The two of them looked at their own figures reflected on the elevator car, and neither of them spoke.

At this moment, a sharp and harsh sound of "cluck, cluck, cluck" suddenly sounded in the elevator!

The sound seemed to come from all directions,

Not big, not small.

Keep it within the range that people can just hear.

Floating back and forth, like a gossamer.

"Fuck, what's the sound?"

Du Jia was startled and looked around.

Jiang Ye was calmer on the contrary. He took out his mobile phone and saw that the time indeed showed "11:30", so he answered.

"Recently, this kind of inexplicable sound will appear at 11:30. It's okay, just go out on the street. This sound seems to only occur in the room or in a closed place."

Du Jia's face was still ugly, he frowned and murmured.

"So evil?"

Then he turned to ask Jiang Ye.

"How come you know so clearly and are not afraid at all?"

Jiang also clicked into the chat box with his girlfriend, but there was no new message.

Turning off the phone screen, he pointed at his dead fish eyes and sneered at Du Jia.

"You will understand when you are a new employee in the company and are assigned tasks by idiots every day and have to work overtime until twelve o'clock."

Hearing this, Du Jia smiled awkwardly and tried to deflect the question.

"This... such a penetrating voice, and it appears on time every night, can't it be some kind of monster from Guanyun Mountain or Haicheng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there were two rows of buttons in the elevator ahead.

The digital button marking floor "9" suddenly turned red.

Light up.