Chapter 165 Earning 90 Million in a Week 29

Ximujin's brother is back?

Xia Yi seemed to be indifferent: "Isn't it a great joy that his brother is coming back? Why did he say it was not good?"

Jiang Yuelu reacted immediately, "Ximujin, what happened?"

"That's right, my brother, he is back, and Wang Linrong, she is back too!" Ximujin was so frightened that he spoke incoherently, "But they have become very abnormal! Very abnormal!"

Ximujin shook out a picture.

In the corner of the narrow room, a young man with a face similar to Ximujin sat slumped. He leaned against the wall with a pale face, repeating the same sentence over and over again, "They will all come back, they will all come back, we have no way, there is no way we can beat him..."

He suddenly sat up and grabbed Ximujin's shoulders.

"Oh, brother!"

Ignoring his brother's cries for help, he screamed fiercely, "It's all gone, it's all gone, everything is gone! Ahhh liar! Liar!"

Ximujin finally managed to break free from his grasp, his eyes reddened, "My brother has been like this since he showed up, he ignores everything I say, and the situation with Wang Linrong is similar."

Jiang Yuelu suddenly asked: "Where are the other ghosts?"

"You know?" Ximujin was stunned.

"Since they have been released, then the champions of every competition should have been released as well. Is it all like your brother?"

Ximujin nodded dejectedly, standing there in a daze.

His brother came back, but he couldn't even recognize him. He had been working hard to rescue his brother, but now this result...is it what he wanted to see?

He scratched his hair irritably.

"From a while ago, PK couldn't be carried out, the payment system crashed, and our screens went black. And somehow I was able to talk to you."

"What on earth is going on?"

Jiang Yuelu said, "We'll know soon."

"What--"

Jiang Yuelu hung up the call neatly, staring at the air intently. The "ding dong" startup sound continued, and this sound appeared with all the weirdness. He had an inexplicable premonition that when the sound stopped, all his questions would be explained.

“Ding——Dong——”

An extremely long ding-dong sound suddenly stopped, and there was no more sound in the sky.

All of the people who were motionless on the ground suddenly took out their phones from their pockets in unison and lowered their heads to look at the phone. People in the building, in the store, on the street, men and women, young and old, all did the same.

Jiang Yuelu even saw the couple he had run into before. Their movements were extremely stiff, and they had long lost the liveliness that made them stare at him.

"Is all this controlled by Cycad?"

Xia Yi always answered his questions, "Cycad blood has the ability to control." He still sat there leisurely, as if he had nothing to do with this huge farce.

He is here only because Jiang Yuelu is here.

Leng Wenhan suddenly said, "Look."

In the silent air, a dark green crack suddenly appeared, as if the sky was torn in half, revealing the dark buds. With a sound of teeth-grinding, a round coin spit out from the crack.

Judging from its color, it seems to be an ancient coin. It grows when it is exposed to the wind. After a few seconds, it becomes as big as the gap that "gave birth" to it. The coin grows to the same size as the six-story building next to it, and then slowly stops growing.

Huge ancient coins floated in the air, rotating slowly.

As it grew bigger, Jiang Yuelu noticed that half of the coin was covered in blood, which was dull in color and had been integrated into the coin body, making it difficult to separate.

Blood?

Since Xia Yi mentioned it just now, he immediately thought of it, could this be the blood of Cycas?

But why did he smear his blood on an ancient coin, and why did he release it in the later stages of the competition? Does this have anything to do with the scam that Brother Ximujin keeps talking about?

“Crack!”

The coin split in two, revealing a transparent screen with a lot of fancy icons. Jiang Yuelu found it strange that this was exactly the same screen as the one she was broadcasting live on.

Ximujin called out again, "Fuck, Judge! What's going on?!"

"Our screen suddenly lit up, but it wasn't our live broadcast room anymore..." Whose live broadcast room did this sudden appearance belong to? !

Ximu Jin was not the only one who had this question. The entire Yinsi Money Competition was in chaos. First, the live broadcast was impossible, and then the screen of the money-making tool was controlled by unknown persons. This was unprecedented. They all vaguely felt that this Yinsi Money Competition seemed to be different from previous ones.

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the screen.

"Strange, there is not a single comment..."

"But the number of people... tens, hundreds, thousands... is this a million people?!"

"How can there be a live broadcast room with a million people??? And why is no one talking?"

What appeared on the screen was content that they were familiar with, a PK session divided into two parts, with a countdown above their heads, and less than a minute left.

"58, 57, 56..." Jiang Yuelu was also staring at the screen.

As the numbers passed by in the air, a face suddenly appeared on the right side of the PK live broadcast room that was divided into two.

As soon as he saw that face, Leng Wenhan clenched his fists and stood up.

Jiang Yuelu was also surprised.

Because that's his face.

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Seeing a familiar face on the screen, Ximujin couldn't help but be a little surprised. He immediately recognized that this was the judge. Although they had met offline, he was still used to calling him by this name.

"How come he appeared on the screen?" Ximujin felt a little cold.

"This is the PK interface. Who is he going to PK with?"

Countless questions flashed by one after another, and Ximujin didn't notice at all that his dazed brother behind him swept his soul-deprived eyes across the screen, stopped on the interface that was divided into two, then stood up and walked step by step behind Ximujin.

Push him away!

"Brother? What's wrong with you?!"

Ximujin's shouting came again, and Jiang Yuelu began to think about whether to cut off the connection, but heard a strange voice shouting madly: "Su Tie, it's you again, are you trying to hurt us again?!"

Jiang Yuelu: "Who?"

Ximujin was very sorry, "This is my brother... He suddenly rushed over. I'm sorry, you must be very busy now, otherwise I will cut it first so as not to disturb you."

His brother's emotions were indeed very unstable, and Ximujin tried to pull it several times but failed.

"We came here to make money, for the prize of first place in the competition! If I knew this was a scam, I would never have come here!"

"There is no prize for first place. Did you deceive the entire city of ghosts just to play this game with you?! This is ridiculous! I will reveal your true face today and let everyone know that you are a weakling who hides behind the scenes and only shows up when the competition is about to end--"

Ximujin could no longer restrain his ferocious brother. Veins popped out of his forehead and his eyes turned red. “Brother!”

"And then there was a ridiculous final round of PK!"

Jiang Yuelu paused slightly.

"Brother, let's not talk about this for now, let's go over there and relax..." Ximujin apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I'm going to hang up now."

"etc."

Jiang Yuelu said: "I have something to ask your brother."

Ximujin said in embarrassment: "He is in this state now, he can't answer you anything at all."

"It's okay. I know how to ask."

Ximujin had no choice but to agree. He turned around and let his brother, who had collapsed emotionally, out. Seeing him like this, Ximujin's eyes turned red, but he still held back and said in the gentlest tone: "Brother, just a few questions, everything will be fine after you ask them."

His brother couldn't hear what others were saying at all and stared at the PK interface.

Jiang Yuelu suddenly asked: "You participated in the last PK and lost, right?"

This triggered Ximujin's brother's thoughts. His eyes froze and he opened his mouth. Before he could answer, he heard the other party continue to stab him in the heart, "You were originally the first, the player who earned the most money in the underworld at the competition. You were only one step away from victory, and you might even have been celebrating."

"But a PK interface that I've never seen before appeared, and it connected to a host who suddenly appeared. He called himself Cycad. Is that right?"

He described the nightmare he had that year as if he were there himself.

"Then you lost. Not only did you lose, you were also locked up in Linya City and couldn't meet your brother. You later met other contestants, such as Wang Linrong, and they went through exactly the same things as you did."

"So you are certain that you have been deceived by the cycad."

Ximujin's brother suddenly spoke in an obscure voice. His spirit was much calmer than before, but with a bit of resentment and sadness.

"Why are we here... There is no so-called winner in this underworld money contest."

Jiang Yuelu chuckled, "I should be the one who is most worried. After all, I was originally ranked first this year, and my face is on the screen now."

"It's not as simple as you think." The elder brother said pessimistically: "He is so confident to let us all out because he thinks he is invincible and will definitely win. When the time comes, if you lose, we will still be locked up, and these contestants..."

He glanced at his brother, whose eyes were as red as a rabbit's.

"They will leave Linya City, but they won't remember you. Next year, the Yinsi Money Competition will continue, and countless resentful ghosts will still come to be deceived."

…

"What he said is true." In another live broadcast room, Wang Linrong sat weakly on the ground and gave a comforting smile to Jin Ruyi who looked unhappy. "My situation was better at that time."

Her ability is related to premonition, and she dreamed of herself being locked up in advance.

"That's why I came to you. That scion bud was an unexpected prize for me... My intuition told me that it would be very useful, so I left it to you."

Wang Linrong smiled and said, "Lin Ya, who has a close relationship with this Lin Ya City, may be able to help me out of the crisis one day. I am quite selfish, am I not? I still think of scheming in that situation."

"Don't talk about this anymore." Jin Ruyi didn't want to listen. "Now that we're out, we have a long way to go..."

"Didn't you understand what Ximujin's brother said?"

Wang Linrong raised her head, "It's the same in every session. No one can beat Cycas. Then everything will go back to square one. If we fight against Guiduduzhu, we will only end up dead!"

Jin Ruyi also raised his voice, "Why can't we win? He can make 90 million, so we just need to make more than him. We haven't reached the final step yet!"

Wang Linrong laughed softly and shook her head, "You don't understand at all..."

…

Ximujin's brother seemed to be convinced that he could not win, and Jiang Yuelu discovered this.

Although the Duzhu is different from ordinary big ghosts in terms of level suppression, as an evil ghost, he often has the idea of "overcoming the strong with the weak".

What's more, ghosts have stronger emotions than humans. When Brother Ximujin talked about what Lord Su Tie had done, his fear was far greater than his hatred, and he didn't even have the thought of revenge.

This doesn't make sense.

"The rules of the last round of PK are the same as before, right?" Jiang Yuelu wanted him to say more, "As long as you earn more rewards than the opponent, you win."

Brother Ximujin didn't say anything, so he continued.

"There won't be any cheating in this PK, right?" Jiang Yuelu asked.

My brother was deadpan, "Why do you ask?"

"I know where the reward money from the underworld comes from. I am here now, and I also know that these living people are controlled by Cycas." Jiang Yuelu paused, "If Cycas controls them all to give him a reward, then I will definitely lose." That's why he asked if cheating was allowed.

My brother shook his head. "Su Tie thinks this kind of PK is meaningless. He won't do it."

Before Jiang Yuelu could speak, he added, "But you still can't win."

"Why?"

"The problem is the money, not the rules." Brother Ximujin frowned tightly, "Even if you beat Cycas, you won't be considered the winner afterwards."

His words were really incomprehensible. Leng Wenhan thought to himself: Winning is winning, so why can't I be considered the winner?

"Do you know the rules of the Yinsi Money Competition? How will this week-long competition be decided? What does it take to be the first place winner?"

Ximujin replied unconsciously, "...to make the most money."

"It's about earning, or taking. As long as you have the most money in your hand at the end of the game, it's fine. So the underworld money is the key."

A question suddenly flashed through Jiang Yuelu's mind: Why did Cycas create a world of living people, and go to the trouble of letting these living people give rewards to the contestants?

What's so special about this money?

In a flash, he seemed to understand something.

——These underworld moneys are circulating back and forth in this Linya City!

Never been anywhere else!

So... is it true that no other money from the underworld has ever come in?

This city is closed, and so is this money?

"Cycads can make all these underworld money--" Ximujin's brother suddenly felt as if his throat was strangled, and he couldn't say a word, "Brother!"

In mid-air, a voice penetrated from the rotating ancient coins.

"It is more appropriate for me to answer my questions, so there is no need to trouble others." The voice sounded very elegant, but condescending, with a sense of scrutiny.

"Are you the No. 1 contestant this year? Haha. Because of you, this competition has become more lively than ever before." Jiang Yuelu felt a gaze falling on him, but he could not see where the other person was. He could only hear his voice, "You are really a person with great luck. I like you very much..."

The words floated in the air.

Behind Jiang Yuelu is a certain evil ghost in red. A ghost among ghosts.

A glimpse from the sky almost made Cycas's heart break, and he was terrified.

"Master Ghost King... why are you here?!"