Fang Shan’s summary was very logical.

The fat man became more and more horrified the more he listened. This is what it means to be beautiful but wild!

"I think you misunderstood something?"

It's hard to say since he didn't have much contact with Mo Xiu before, but at least he had a good understanding of Mo Xiu after his successful awakening: he was powerful and not to be trifled with. No matter from which perspective, he couldn't be considered the one who could bear it.

Fang Shan sneered after hearing this: "He's the only one who's so strong and tough to deal with, but am I also so powerful that I don't even realize it?"

“…”

The sound of the door opening was quiet, but clear enough in the sudden silence of the room.

Wei Sushen's handsome face was more terrifying than a ghost in Fang Shan's eyes. As the leader of the topic, the fat man's expression was not much better.

Fang Shan sat up straight, gave a fake laugh, and said calmly, "You came just in time. We were telling jokes."

As he said this, he laughed a few more times.

The fat man sitting next to him admired Fang Shan's psychological quality very much. He could still remain calm even at this time.

After finishing his polite remarks, Fang Shan said calmly, "Why were you out for so long?"

Wei Sushen sat down opposite him, saying nothing, just staring at him.

Fang Shan responded calmly, maintaining a perfect fake smile on his lips.

Seeing that something was wrong, the fat man quickly stood up and said, "It's getting dark, I won't bother you anymore."

Wei Sushen didn't stop him, but turned his shoulder slightly, signaling him to get out of here. The fat man took a few steps forward, then stopped moving. Turning back, he saw Fang Shan, half shrouded in shadow, tugging at his shirt and saying sinisterly, "Stay for dinner."

The fat man caught a glimpse of Wei Sushen's expression from the corner of his eye, and risking the possibility of revenge from Fang Shan in the future, he tore off the corner of his clothes and left without looking back.

As the door slammed mercilessly, Fang Shan adjusted his expression and stood up: "I'll get you a glass of water."

Wei Sushen rarely showed a clear smile: "Pour the wine."

“…”

"I heard that one's true colors are revealed only when one is drunk," Wei Sushen said overly calmly, "I might need to do something."

Fang Shan suddenly became uncharacteristically serious: "Host, there's no need to be angry."

“…”

Wei Sushen stopped the urge to press Taiyangxue to relieve the headache, so in the system's mind, he was a real receiver?

Fang Shan didn't pay too much attention to his expression and tried to bring the topic back to business: "How is the confirmation of the list going?"

Wei Sushen wasn't a sentimental person, but after spending so much time with the system, he'd learned to hold grudges. He put the matter to rest for now, planning to revisit it later.

"I casually asked the Mo family about two of them. They both had bad records, but not many. One of them was a student at the Imperial Academy and was quite popular in the school."

"Ask the Mo family?" Fang Shan found it amusing. "What excuse did the host come up with?"

Wei Sushen looked up at him and said, "These two are interested in me and want to form a good relationship with me."

After the initial shock wore off, Fang Shan smiled and shook his head: "Good excuse."

It will not arouse the suspicion of the Mo family, and can also receive the most comprehensive information.

"It's a pity that the number of communications is limited." Wei Sushen doesn't plan to contact his family recently. The communication crystal is too precious, and there is only one left of the several the family gave him before.

"No problem." Fang Shan waved his hand: "It's just for an extra layer of protection."

It was logical that Fatty was on the same boat as them, so it was unlikely that he would give false information. It was just that Fang Shan and Wei Sushen were used to eliminating possible deviations, so they took the trouble to confirm it again.

"Which one should we start with?" Fang Shan looked at the list as if he were looking at a menu.

Wei Sushen pointed casually in the middle: "This is it."

"Wang Ruyi?" Fang Shan looked at it and nodded: "Not a bad choice."

With so few strokes, it's obvious that it's cannon fodder, so it should be easy to solve.

Wei Sushen asked him to put the list away and sat aside to read a book on how to improve the level of telekinesis.

Fang Shan followed and sat down: "Why don't you think about how to recruit Wang Ruyi?"

Wei Sushen glanced at him and returned his gaze to the book: "What is there to consider?"

Fang Shan: "What is the host going to do?"

Unable to calm down due to his noise, Wei Sushen had no choice but to give up his study plan and put the book aside: "Three steps."

Fang Shan didn't even blink: "First get close, then use it, and finally force it into submission?"

Wei Sushen shook his head and said calmly: "The first step is to meet; the second step is to invite the other party to dinner; the third step is to put drugs in the food."

“…”

Wei Sushen: "The white pill you used in your dream that day is pretty good."

"That's not a pill," Fang Shan corrected. "It's the mucus Shanshan spits out. Want one? It'll prolong your life."

Wei Sushen refused with a cold look on his face.

Fang Shan suddenly leaned sideways, sighed deeply, and looked at Wei Sushen with a slanted look in his eyes: "I didn't expect the host to be such a black-hearted person."

Wei Sushen responded nonchalantly.

Fang Shan lay down along the wall and yawned: "Then we will split up."

When Wei Sushen heard that he wanted to do it alone, he felt something was wrong and woke Fang Shan up: "What do you want to do?"

"Honey trap."

“…”

Fang Shan closed his eyes lazily: "Don't worry, we are all bottoms, it doesn't matter if there is a cuckold or not."

After saying that, he tilted his head and fell asleep again without consciousness.

Wei Sushen's hand froze in mid-air. After hesitating for a moment, he decided not to shake the person awake mercilessly.

·

Some are happy and some are sad.

The brothel, filled with laughter and passion, was bustling with guests. The girls wore bright smiles, seemingly free of any worries.

The reception girls are also very particular. They are divided into six levels, from one to six. The higher the level, the better. They not only understand poetry and songs, but are also proficient in dual cultivation.

At this moment, a melodious ancient tune played in a room on the sixth floor. The person listening had a wisp of white hair at his temples, and most of his facial features were obscured by a mask. Judging from the exposed features, he must have been a handsome man in his youth.

If Fang Shan was present, he would definitely complain and accuse the other party of stealing his mask idea.

"My Lord." After the song was finished, the woman bowed gracefully.

"I'm going to recruit some disciples tonight. You are responsible for protecting them and not letting anyone get close."

"yes."

The sandalwood slowly coiled into the shape of a small, circling snake in mid-air. The man closed his eyes and mobilized his telekinesis to the greatest extent possible.

Nighttime was originally Li Buzeng's favorite time of the year, as he could build his own kingdom in his dreams without restraint. However, after meeting Fang Shan, he was haunted by nightmares every night.

After finally recovering from the shock, the familiar masked man appeared in front of him again.

Li couldn't help but curse.

"Do you know who I am?" the masked man asked in a low voice.

Li Buzhen sneered: "Why are you pretending to be stupid?"

He paused and cursed again, but because he had been so deeply poisoned by Fang Shan, he could only lower his head and mouth the curse. As luck would have it, the masked man happened to understand lip reading, and the unexpected development startled him.

After venting his anger, Li Busheng slumped to the ground, feeling hopeless. "It's come to this. I can't possibly have second thoughts. There's no need to test him further."

The masked man's time in the dream was limited, and just as he was about to find out what was going on, the dream collapsed. It wasn't because he had mishandled it, but because Li hadn't actively ended the dream.

"Master." The woman in charge of protecting the law was startled when she saw him open his eyes. "What happened?"

Normally it would take at least an incense stick of time, and from the time the master entered into meditation until now it has only been a dozen breaths.

The masked man frowned: "I don't know."

He slowed down and said, "Forget it. I guess the investigation is wrong. He is not in the right mind. Let's change him."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she said "Oh" before she realized what was happening. She quickly provided information about another person who could be used to rebel.

This time it was even more outrageous. The masked man had just entered, and before he could say anything, he saw a face filled with grief and indignation: "Shameless."

Then I was forcibly ejected from the dream.

The same thing happened twice, indicating that something was definitely amiss. The masked man asked, "Has there been any news outside recently?"

The woman shook her head, confused.

The man stood up and paced around the room. After a while, he said in a cold voice, "It seems that the people we are interested in have been absorbed into other sects."

The woman exclaimed, and quickly covered her mouth: "How is this possible!"

The masked man's expression gradually grew gloomy, and the last two words were almost squeezed out of his throat: "Go check."

"……yes."

·

Wei Sushen looked at the calendar and said without warning, "It's almost time."

During the conversation, both of them were able to communicate through eye contact. After Fang Shan understood what he must be trying to say, he raised an eyebrow and said, "It's just a waste of time doing useless work."

He was quick and efficient in his work, leaving almost no trace. Even if the Alien Cult wanted to investigate, they wouldn't gain much.

After a period of boredom, I regained my spirits and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Wei Sushen looked at him and said, "I wanted to take the credit, but forget it."

"Attack?" Fang Shan: "Who does the host want to attack?"

The highest level of headache is that you can ignore the sensations transmitted by the brain nerves.

"Credit for merit," Wei Sushen took a deep breath and spoke to him in a teacher's tone: "For example, if the Yi Ren Cult did something big, we would immediately release a statement and take the responsibility for it."

Fang Shan couldn't help but laugh: "That's quite mean."

"Forget it." Wei Sushen lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before saying, "Too much dirty water has been thrown at us, which is not conducive to future development."

Fang Shan spread the list, which grew every day, on the table: "It's already over fifty people. It's a pity that we can't bring the dean in."

Wei Sushen: "...Put away your dangerous thoughts."

Fang Shan continued to fantasize: "If the dean can join, the entire Imperial College will be our subordinates."

Wei Sushen helped him put on the eye mask: "Continue to sleep."

Thinking about turning the world upside down every day, a sleeping system is obviously much easier to deal with.

Fang Shan also slept peacefully. This kind of relaxed posture is rare even among friends.

Wei Sushen stared at the quiet sleeping face for a long time, not understanding why the system could let down its guard so easily, but he quickly figured out the most likely answer... The system positioned him as the recipient.

The night was long. Wei Sushen first thought seriously about what he did in his daily life that caused Fang Shan to have such a misunderstanding. After thinking it over for a long time, he thought with a strange feeling: One day I will let Fang Shan know how powerful I am.

The bad thought flashed through Wei Sushen's mind, and he felt much more comfortable. He planned to catch up on some sleep before daybreak. He had just laid down for less than ten seconds when he suddenly sat up.

Why would I suddenly think about the issue of bed for no reason?

And the protagonists in the imagined scene happened to be himself and Fang Shan.

After Wei Sushen calmed down, he suddenly realized something he had overlooked and reached out to push Fang Shan: "You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

It was a conspiracy from the beginning. He deliberately let himself hear the remarks about mutual acceptance, but then subconsciously refuted them through his imagination.

But in fact, from the moment he began to conceive, he subconsciously acknowledged that there would be some kind of unspeakable relationship between him and the system in the future.

Fang Shan turned over and continued to sleep.

Wei Sushen's eyelids jumped: "Stop pretending."

Fang Shan was sleeping soundly.

Wei Sushen said coldly: "Congratulations, you have successfully brainwashed me again. Don't you want to show off your achievements?"

Fang Shan didn't react at all.

Wei Sushen was almost talking to the air the whole time. He shook his head, turned over and went to sleep. After a brief silence, he turned around without any preparation and met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

"You are really pretending to sleep." Wei Sushen said in a deep voice.

Fang Shan looked innocent, as if to say, "I don't understand what you are saying."

Wei Sushen grabbed his wrist, and the action was so sudden that Fang Shan hadn't tried to cover up, and his hand, which was originally hidden in the quilt, stopped at the 'V' sign.