Are sacrificial performances important?

important.

Regarding Yin Zhu's question, Hong Xigua felt there was nothing to hide: "It's very important; it involves the smooth operation of Sin City."

From the words surrounding the sacrificial performance—"fewer accidents," "fewer deaths," "fate," "stable operation"—Yin Zhu quickly drew his conclusions.

I understand, human sacrifice.

The word "sacrifice" originally refers to a religious activity in which offerings and performing rituals to gods or ancestors expresses reverence and prays for protection. Therefore, "sacrifice performance" sounds like it involves offering something as a sacrifice. After being involved with the future of Sin City, Yin Zhu became even more certain of this answer.

However, Yin Zhu didn't forget to ask the crucial question: "Do you know the city lord?"

"Cheng Chu?"

For some reason, Hong Xigua also heard the name correctly, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Yin Zhu changed the subject: "Then who is the ruler of Sin City? The chairman? The president? The president? The chairman? The person in charge? There must be someone in the highest position."

“It’s Mayor Lu.” Hong Xigua pointed to Lu Youqi, who was bent over and copying the rules on the table. “He’s that kid’s dad. Don’t let his plain clothes fool you, he’s a real second-generation official. If it weren’t for his father’s high position and power, he probably wouldn’t be able to find a job in Sin City.”

"Is it really that bad? Don't they say a tiger father begets no dog son?" Yin Zhu suspected he could hear their conversation, so she deliberately raised her voice.

“Sin City is a lawless place made up of criminals exiled from various countries. With his useless appearance, who can he keep in check outside?” Hong Xigua rolled his eyes. “It’s not that I look down on him, but even the old folks in this nursing home could beat two of him to death.”

"Oh, I see." Yin Zhu nodded in sudden realization.

The worldview of the nursing home staff is somewhat similar to that of Yin Zhu herself, which she has explored and learned outside, but upon closer examination, they are completely different.

Taking out her phone, Yin Zhu quickly jotted down the differences between the two.

What she fears most now is that the city lord will infiltrate among the old people and brainwash himself, making it difficult to distinguish who the real city lord is.

Otherwise, Yin Zhu could have continued to question these indigenous people, allowing the think tank to determine who was lying based on their reactions, thus providing her with external support. Regarding the think tank's suggestions, Yin Zhu could only describe them as "useful, but should be used sparingly."

Even disregarding the five chances to draw people from each country, and giving three of them to Yin Zhu alone, they still can't be wasted.

If Yin Zhu wants to get help from the think tank, then this off-site help must be used where it is most needed. For example, in a professional field that Yin Zhu has no knowledge of—if a strange advanced mathematics question comes up, Yin Zhu can immediately ask the think tank for help to answer it.

After all, Yin Zhu had basically discarded most of her university knowledge; high school was the pinnacle of knowledge for people in China.

Normally, even if it were unspeakable, one wouldn't do something like this.

Regarding the three hint opportunities, Yin Zhu's assessment can be summed up in two words: insidious. Each country has five challenge opportunities, but only three hint opportunities. Even if each chosen one is given one hint opportunity on average, there will inevitably be two chosen ones who are abandoned by their own country and do not receive any hint opportunities.

Some countries might even abandon the first four people, using four lives to gain experience, and give all three chances to the last person. This is indeed cruel, but it is also more reliable.

For think tanks, this ruthless pursuit of stability is equally painful.

The people you watch over day and night, worry about them, and exhaust yourself for them, are ultimately faced with certain death, yet you can only watch helplessly as they perish. The longer you accompany them, the greater the pain it brings to the think tank.

Fortunately, Yin Zhu is just a chosen one and doesn't need to make this choice. He only needs to outwit and outmaneuver the monsters and demons of the supernatural world.

It's so great not having to suffer from mental exhaustion.

On the other side, Lu Youqi also finished copying down the precautions. He handed a piece of paper to Yin Zhu and said, "Take a good look at this. This is all the experience we have painstakingly summarized. Many employees have died because of it."

Hong Xigua glanced at the paper and immediately questioned Lu Youqi in an annoyed tone: "You can still make mistakes even when copying it?"

"Where did I go wrong?" Lu Youqi scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.

"Article 7, 'Don't worry about any elderly people after get off work,' you wrote 'Worry about any elderly people after get off work.' Not only did you miss a word, you missed the most crucial one!" At this point, Hong Xigua glared fiercely at Lu Youqi: "If Xiaosun gets into trouble because of you, I'll strangle you. Seriously, how many times have you made this mistake?"

Lu Youqi felt no remorse for nearly sending someone to their death. He muttered to himself, "It's just one missing word. I already reminded her not to work overtime. If she didn't realize I made a mistake, that's just her fate..."

"You dare to talk back? If Xiaosun hadn't kept me chatting earlier, I would have definitely missed reading this note when I got back to work. If Xiaosun had called the office in the middle of the night, who knows who would have answered that weird call?"

Hong Xigua was furious and rolled up her sleeves, ready to fight, but Yin Zhu stopped her in time: "Don't be angry, Sister Hong, I'm not in any trouble yet, thankfully you found out in time."

Hong Xigua glanced at the unhelpful Yin Zhu with annoyance and poked her forehead: "You!"

"Who knows if she bypassed the super criminals at the General Office... People who seem mild-mannered but can still come to Sin City are most likely to have serious problems." Lu Youqi muttered to himself without any remorse.

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