Chapter 3 Chapter 3 (Minor Repair) A business that makes a lot of money. …

The atmosphere in the study became extremely quiet and eerie.

Sang Wanwan looked at the man who covered his body tightly with clothes, blinked and was speechless for a moment.

Chi Junyu's face had turned terrifyingly pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his whole heart felt as if it had been soaked in ice water, completely chilled.

The corners of his eyes were tinged with red, and the low and desperate aura on his body overwhelmed him.

Neither of them spoke.

Sang Wanwan brought a chair and sat down opposite him.

She didn't know her husband Chi Junyu very well. After all, in their four years of marriage, apart from having sex once or twice a week, their communication was pitifully rare.

But after putting it on again, she never thought about changing her husband.

Although they were the most unfamiliar couple, strictly speaking, Chi Junyu was very nice to her.

As far as she could remember, she used to live a very extravagant life. Chi Junyu never asked her how much money she spent and let her use his unlimited credit card as she pleased. He was also not like other men in the circle, who had mistresses and long lines of illegitimate children.

Chi Junyu is rich, generous, handsome, has a good figure, does not have affairs, and rarely comes home. Such a man completely meets her requirements for a partner.

Thinking of what Chi Junyu did in the book, she felt a rare headache.

This is a villain from beginning to end. He really goes crazy later on, thinking all day long about how to drag the entire world into hell and destroy it together.

Sang Wanwan felt very embarrassed and things became very tricky.

According to the description in the book, Chi Junyu's villain soul was awakened after the car accident.

In other words, he has been evil for half a year, and he may have already started planning how to cause trouble in his heart.

The son Tuan Tuan is only four years old, and his personality can be changed back. Chi Junyu, who is already on the road to evil, is...

Sang Wanwan didn't know how to educate a potential villain, so she decided to take it slow and take it one step at a time. Anyway, she was there to keep an eye on him and prevent him from causing any trouble.

Chi Junyu clenched his teeth tightly.

Sang Wanwan didn't say anything and her expression was normal without showing any disgust, but her eyes always glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.

He held the clothes even tighter, wishing he could wrap himself up from head to toe.

Seeing that he was trying hard to cover his body with clothes, with a look of shame and anger as if he wished he could die on the spot after having his body seen, Sang Wanwan felt even more confused.

It's true.

The story in the book that Chi Junyu was willing to die in order to snatch her ashes must have been made up by the author.

"You are not allowed to look."

In the quiet study, a hoarse, hard voice suddenly rang out, carrying with it some subtle embarrassment and grievance.

Sang Wanwan raised her head.

Chi Junyu turned his head away from her and asked in a low voice after a long while, "Is it... very ugly?"

Sang Wanwan's expression froze, and she was unable to react to his words for a moment.

"Those scars on my body," Chi Junyu's voice trembled slightly, "Are they ugly?"

Do you dislike me, don't want me, and are planning to divorce me?

In the end, he still didn't have the courage to ask this question, for fear that if he did, she would just go with the flow and leave him.

When Sang Wanwan heard the word "scar", she blinked and finally understood what he meant.

But this confused her even more.

He is a married man with a four-year-old son, why does he care so much about this little scar on his body?

Sang Wanwan couldn't figure it out, but she felt that everyone has something they care about, and maybe Chi Junyu just didn't like having scars on his body.

Seeing him lower his head, looking nervous and concerned, she couldn't help but lower her voice and said, "It's not ugly."

This small scar was nothing compared to the ferocious monsters she had seen in the main god space.

Chi Junyu, however, was not happy about her words, thinking that she was just trying to please him.

After the brief conversation, the study became quiet again.

The sound of a child crying came at the right time.

Sang Wanwan pushed open the bedroom door, and her ears were filled with sounds of "Wow, Woo, Woo" and "Mom, Mom".

The little girl, who was wearing green dinosaur pajamas, rolled off the bed while crying for her mom.

He didn't stand steadily and fell on his butt. He sat on the ground, wiping his tears and crying, with tears all over his little face.

Sang Wanwan picked the child up and coaxed him in an unfamiliar way: "Don't cry, don't cry, Mommy is here."

"Mummy, mummy, mummy won't leave."

"Don't leave Tuan Tuan behind."

"Tuantuan will be good."

Sang Wanwan's heart tightened slightly when she heard this. She continued to pat his back and coax him softly, "Mom is here. She won't abandon Tuantuan."

After coaxing for a long time, the crying gradually stopped.

Tuantuan hiccuped twice, his eyes and nose were red from crying, and his hands nervously grabbed his mother's clothes.

Sang Wanwan wiped the tears from his face, held him in her arms and sat on the floor, unpacking the toys they had bought.

All toy cars and planes.

Tuantuan loosened his grip on his mother's clothes and focused all his attention on the toys. He said happily, "Mom, cars, airplanes."

Sang Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, these are the planes and cars that Mom bought for Tuantuan."

She suddenly felt that taking care of her son and husband was more difficult than fighting monsters in the main god space.

Chi Junyu stood at the door of the bedroom, staring at the two of them. He also wanted to play with his son together with his wife.

Looking down at his legs, he slowly clenched his hands, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible.

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Late at night, room 444 on the fourth floor of the hotel.

The three people, two men and one woman, all had injuries on their faces. They looked serious and alert.

A sturdy man of 1.9 meters tall was carrying a curly-haired young man who had already fainted on his shoulders.

Two of the three were disciples of the Qin family, a century-old aristocratic family, and one was a staff member of the official Unnatural Events Management Bureau.

an hour ago.

The machine that specializes in detecting supernatural events emitted a white light, indicating that a normal level of undead realm had appeared near them.

In recent years, the number of appearances of the Undead Realm has become uncontrollable, and extremely rare Undead Realms will generate powerful evil spirits.

They followed the direction indicated by the detector and arrived at the Estrella Hotel. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, they felt a chill that seemed to penetrate into their bones.

This is the resentment of the dead.

The three of them immediately took out the cleansing talismans and stuck them on their bodies to resist the invasion of resentment.

As soon as I entered room 444, the door closed automatically without any wind.

The cleansing talismans on their bodies quickly turned into ashes and disappeared into the air, but the resentment in the room grew more and more.

Until this moment, the resentment was so thick that one could hardly see one's hand in front of one's face, and they only had three top-grade clearing talismans in their hands.

This is not an ordinary undead realm at all, the level is at least intermediate.

Either there is something wrong with the detector, or the undead in this area have the ability to disguise themselves and deliberately lower the level of the area.

If it was the second reason... the three of them didn't dare to even think about it and just felt their scalps tingling.

"I can't hold on any longer." Zhang Yi, a 1.9-meter-tall, strong man, took two steps back and managed to stand by holding onto the wall.

With a "thump", the curly-haired young man he was carrying fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Song Mian and Chen Jingsheng's condition was not much better, and resentment began to invade their bodies.

Song Mian knew that if they continued to fight for less than half an hour they would surely be dead.

"We underestimated the enemy and were too arrogant," Zhang Yi muttered as his breathing became heavier. "Master is right."

Song Mian was silent.

Becoming a disciple of the Qin family and becoming a Heavenly Master after passing rigorous tests gradually changed their mentality.

Chen Jingsheng ignored what they said.

The people from these centuries-old Xuanmen families were very arrogant, and they only had cooperative relations with official agencies. They usually did not have a good attitude towards ordinary people like him who did not have the talent to become a Heavenly Master.

Chen Jingsheng gritted his teeth and took out a bracelet from his pocket with trembling hands.

He stroked the bracelet, his face full of an expression as if his wife had been robbed, and finally he hardened his heart and threw the bracelet up.

The bracelet stood steadily in mid-air, emitting a dazzling white light.

In an instant, the resentment in the room was completely cleared away, and the sharp screams seemed to pierce several people's eardrums.

The room returned to normal. An undead wearing a blood-red dress and holding its head in its hands stared at them with resentment and gradually disappeared into the air.

Song Mian and Zhang Yi stared at the bracelet that fell into Chen Jingsheng's hand and were so shocked that they were speechless.

The authorities actually have such a powerful weapon? !

…

Sang Wanwan closed the door of Room 1301, walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor.

【“Wanwan, there are players of the escape game in the hotel.”】

It is normal to meet players in the real world. After all, there are a large number of players of escape games in countries all over the world.

[“These players are such trash, they are not even as good as a hair of yours, Wanwan.”]

The Lord God Space took advantage of the situation and said, "If you are bound to me, they will be your playthings and food. You can torture them as you like in the dungeon."

The elevator reaches the first floor.

At this moment, in the conference room on the first floor.

The hotel manager took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was so unlucky. No one would have thought that the third young master of the Chu family would stay up late at night and run to the hotel to explore.

It would have been fine if they were just exploring, but he was the only one among the four people in the group who got into an accident and fell into a coma.

What is going on?

Thinking of the Chu family, a wealthy and powerful upstart family, the sweat on his forehead increased.

On the side, Song Mian and Zhang Yi looked into Chen Jingsheng's pocket without any concealment.

Thinking of the bracelet magic weapon just now, both of them had unsteady breathing.

Chen Jingsheng leaned against the wall, feeling so distressed that he didn't want to say a word. In his heart, he cursed that damn escape game and how he was trying to steal the master's divine space with a dog.

These players work hard to complete various escape and survival missions of all sizes, and are rewarded with an escape coin for each completed mission.

In the mall of the main god space, the price of entry-level props is one thousand escape coins, and most of them are disposable props.

His bracelet had three chances to be used, but unfortunately he had already used it twice.

With a "bang", the door of the conference room was pushed open forcefully.

Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of their eyes, and a fat man with a round figure but unusually agile movements rushed in.

The fat man threw himself on the curly-haired young man and shouted, "San'er, what's wrong with you, San'er?!"

The hotel manager stepped forward and said, "Boss Chu, why don't you send the Third Young Master to the hospital first?"

He just wanted to send the person to the hospital, but the people who were with the third young master of the Chu family did not allow him to do so.

Song Mian said coldly: "It's useless, he won't survive tonight."

This person had no preparation to enter the intermediate undead realm, and he was just an ordinary person. His internal organs had been invaded by resentment, and even her master could not save him.

When Chu Tiancheng heard this, he raised his head suddenly.

Just as he was about to curse, "Who is talking nonsense and cursing my son?", his expression suddenly changed when he saw who was standing there.

Of these three people, two are from the Qin family and one is from the Unnatural Events Management Bureau.

Because of an experience two years ago, he accidentally learned about the other side of this world.

Chu Tiancheng suppressed the panic in his heart, took a few steps to Song Mian, and was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"It's resentment, and no one can save him." Song Mian said.

Chu Tiancheng asked anxiously: "Where is your master?"

Song Mian: "I can't save him."

Chu Tiancheng's plump body trembled a few times, and he staggered back a few steps.

"I can save him."

Sang Wanwan walked in, and everyone's eyes turned in the same direction.

Seeing Sang Wanwan, Zhang Yi and Song Mian frowned, and disgust flashed in their eyes.

Chu Tiancheng was stunned.

Of course he knew Sang Wanwan, and everyone in the Yanjing circle knew her.

Chu Tiancheng didn't care about the gossip, and asked anxiously, "Can you really save my son?"

Sang Wanwan nodded: "I don't work for free."

When she saw Chu Tiancheng, she thought of a business that could make a lot of money quickly.

"Of course," Chu Tiancheng said, "If you can save my son, I will give you 10 million."

Sang Wanwan's eyes lit up slightly.

This business is so good that it made 10 million right after it opened.

She glanced at the unconscious Curly-haired boy and thought that she just liked the kind of people who would die after eating too much... no, she liked the kind of young people who were full of challenging spirit and brave enough to explore the unknown.