Chapter 151 Earning 90 Million in a Week
"Jin Ruyi?"
Xia Yi looked at the name Jiang Yuelu sent him, "Is this the anchor you are going to PK with tonight?"
"Here, she's called mom, not this name." Jiang Yuelu added: "I think you need to get specific information before you can investigate."
Xia Yi didn't say anything.
He held up the phone with the green fire, freed his hand, and pressed it between his eyebrows.
Because he was very close to the camera, Jiang Yuelu could see half of his wrist exposed under his red sleeves, with distinct joints and slender fingers. After Xia Yi raised his head, he immediately avoided his gaze.
"I've seen that name before."
"Who?" Jiang Yuelu turned back, "Jin Ruyi?"
Xia Yi nodded.
"Do you remember what happened to Tang Ze last time? Tang Ze jumped off a building and died, so it was recorded in the newspapers and mentioned by the public opinion online. The same is true for Jin Ruyi this time."
Xia Yi picked up his phone and asked Jiang Yuelu to look at the newspaper pasted in the window.
The time in this Linya City has gone back ten years. The road surface is not as smooth as before, the shop windows are very dilapidated, and the glass is not as bright as when Zhao Erliu was there.
The passage of time is also reflected in the small advertisements at the bottom of the newspaper: slogans such as "mines open", "coal bosses go into business", etc., all of which are industries that were eliminated ten years later.
Ten years later, the world has become dominated by the Internet and real estate.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Yuelu frowned, "I suddenly remembered that Tang Ze seems to have been dead for many years."
"You see, he wandered around for a while, and then met Ximujin who was recruiting soldiers to rescue his brother. When they first got together, the Corpse Society had not yet grown. But now, the Corpse Society is already very powerful. I just went out to take a look, and there were 100,000 spectators at tonight's [Group Battle]."
"These viewers are not only attracted by the mother, but also come to see how the two big anchors who are on the list fight with their subordinates... So, the audience recognizes the strength of the Corpse Society. This is the confidence that Ximujin and Tangze have gained through years of hard work."
“That’s the problem.”
"How come you happened to see the news about Tang Ze jumping off a building last night... I just met him at that time, so the timing doesn't make sense."
"If Tang Ze has been dead for a long time, then the news of his death would have been drowned out in reality. Zhao Erliu's era is an era of information bombardment. There is a huge amount of news every day. A month... no, a week, a week's time will make people forget him. But why..."
Jiang Yuelu was puzzled.
"Maybe this is not the real world in the normal sense." Xia Yi said.
"You mean..."
"In the world you originally lived in, there shouldn't be a change where time goes back ten years overnight, right?"
Of course not, the rising and setting of the sun and the moon there follow certain rules.
Xia Yi pointed to the ground.
"This place is called Linya City."
Then he pointed at Jiang Yuelu's heart and said, "Your place is also called Linya City."
"Perhaps both are from the ghost city of Cycads, the legendary Linya City."
Jiang Yuelu's brows still didn't relax. "Even so, it can't explain why there are so many living people over there... Forget it, let's not think about it for now, let's continue talking about Jin Ruyi."
Xia Yi knew that he was in a hurry, so he told the important information first.
"Let me read it to you. The words in the newspaper are too small."
"Jin Ruyi was born into a wealthy family. She married a man named Zhang Xinmin in her twenties. They loved each other very much. Jin Ruyi gave birth to two daughters and a son. She died of complications during childbirth when she was pregnant with her fourth child. This newspaper report is Zhang Xinmin's tribute to his late wife."
"Also, there was a fire at Jin Ruyi's home when he died."
Jiang Yuelu raised her eyelids and asked, "Fire?"
"Her children, including the one in her belly, were not rescued. They all died in the fire. Zhang Xinmin is the only one left in their family. His wife and son are dead. It was a great blow to him. He was disheartened and gave away all his family property. Then he became a monk in a temple. The last signature of this report is his current Buddhist name."
"Difficult labor, fire...any more information?"
Jiang Yuelu analyzed: "A ghost who can rank higher than the president of the Corpse Society and stay at the top of the list all year round must have strong resentment and hatred. She must have encountered something very tragic and painful."
Xia Yi looked at him, which made him a little nervous.
"What are you doing?"
Xia Yi smiled slightly, "You are so into the role, a little Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering."
"Hey. You are so disrespectful. I am much older than you..."
"Speak, why don't you speak?"
"I can't tell you. I'm embarrassed. You just look younger than me. Seriously...how old are you?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Xia Yi smiled and changed the subject, "Times limit us. There is no Internet now, so it is not easy to get information."
"In order to find out the reason for Jin Ruyi's resentment, I have to travel around. Can you still hold on?"
"Here I am..."
Jiang Yuelu looked at the row of heads on the big screen and said, "I think they can hold on."
"Tonight's [Team Fight] is expected to have 10 waves, each PK will last 30 minutes, all members will stay in their own live broadcast rooms according to the time on this form."
Ximujin pointed his finger and a table appeared on the big screen. Everyone watched it attentively.
First live broadcast 12:00-12:30 Dice
The second live broadcast 12:30-01:00 Liusu Girl
The third game...
The fourth game...
"The Inquisitor, Tang Ze, and I will be in charge of the last three live broadcasts." Ximujin said.
"Based on past cases, in the last three or four rounds of each team battle, the mother would speed up, and the children she created would gradually become crazy. I hope you have no objection to this arrangement."
Old Liu opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.
The members of the Corpse Society said in unison, "No."
"Okay, first--"
"I have a question."
Xi Mujin looked towards Jiang Yuelu.
"Change the order." The judge said coldly, "You, Tang Ze, and finally me."
Ximujin frowned, "It's not easy to defend in the last game. Mom will use all her strength to attack you like crazy. The damage you suffer may be the sum of the previous nine games. And you don't know Mom's ability, I'm afraid-"
"Then I should come. I have the ability to do it."
Someone laughed.
"Do you think you are stronger than the president, newcomer?" Old Liu deliberately paused on the word "newcomer". He is the third in the club after Tang Ze.
Tonight's team battle attracted much attention. He could have shined in the final defense, but because of the arrival of a cocky newcomer, he was forced to give up his position.
But now it sounds like he even looks down on the position he has always dreamed of.
Ximujin nodded his golden fan again and again in his hand, and said helplessly: "Lao Liu, the show is about to start, are you sure you want to quarrel at this time?"
"I don't want to quarrel, President. Someone is clearly looking down on our Corpse Society. Who among you here hasn't fought with you through hundreds of battles? In terms of seniority, he didn't even know where he was when I was broadcasting my first show. Before last night, had anyone heard of the name Inquisitor?"
Lao Liu's words caused a stir in the live broadcast room, and many members began to whisper.
"Yeah, you're just a newcomer and you're so arrogant."
"He just entered the club and my mother attacked him right after. Isn't that a bit too coincidental?"
…
Amid the rumors, the judge sat calmly like a statue and asked the complacent Lao Liu a question, "Have you ever defeated Tang Ze?"
"No, what's wrong..." Old Liu suddenly realized.
The other party is saying that his seniority is useless.
"You have been in the Corpse Society for ten years and have never defeated Tang Ze once." The judge said calmly: "And I have just been here for one day and I have defeated him."
"If I were you, I wouldn't show off my experience at all."
The judge glanced over and looked at Old Liu, who was shaking with anger, as if he was looking at a ball of air without any deterrent power. "Because the more you talk, the more pitiful you feel."
"The arrangement I made is not a suggestion, but a notification."
"If Tang Ze also loses to my mother, then I will be the one who ends it all."
Old Liu slammed the table and shouted, "What are you bragging about? Do you think we have been hanging around for nothing all these years? If Mom doesn't come to kill us, we won't study her. Let me tell you, we know exactly what tricks our corpses will use on her. If I don't tell you this, how can you win? You are just a newcomer!"
The Inquisitor sneered.
"I just know that no matter what moves she makes, there's no way she'll win."
"This is a live broadcast room. Even if you predict all of her moves, even if you kill her, you lose if she gets more underworld money as a reward than you do."
"Who doesn't know this truth?!"
"No, you seem to have no idea. You're as dumb as a rookie." The judge responded coldly, "What the audience wants to see is an extremely exciting performance, a surprising reversal, and drama stretched to the limit. This is the secret to a steady flow of rewards into your account."
"you--"
"Enough." Ximujin stopped it in time.
The Inquisitor's words also woke him up, and he immediately realized that there was something wrong with his previous tactics.
"Mom's ability is...very troublesome. When PKing, the most important thing is to save your life and show off yourself. Remember, winning money is the most important thing."
"Okay, go back to your live studio and get ready."
The connection is not disconnected, which is also a feature of [Team Battle]. The anchors will fight like two teams. The weaker party will watch the live broadcast room of teammates go dark one after another, and the psychological pressure will increase the later they are.
At this moment, the one who was under the most pressure was Ximu Jin, who recruited Jiang Yuelu because of his unique ability. But at present, the other party did not show any trump cards.
"Now there are only two of us left." Ximujin blocked out the voices of others.
"Could you share your plan with me?"
The Inquisitor chuckled, "That's not a plan, it's a judgment that's about to come."
He was really into the show... Ximujin hadn't seen such a dedicated anchor in a long time. He stared at the judge for a long time.
"Do you know what my ability is?"
Jiang Yuelu shook her head, "I don't know."
"I'm not as strong as Tang Ze, but I was able to become the president because I managed to save my members from danger several times. I was able to do this because of my unique intuition."
Jiang Yuelu raised an eyebrow, "Intuition?"
"My intuition helped me escape the clutches of the Black and White Impermanence and led me through adversity after adversity. The members thought I had foresight and possessed super-human senses, but they didn't know that this accurate premonition often caused me pain. Because every time a big competition started, I would see the ending and see that I would not be the champion."
Ximujin spoke slowly.
"But this time, when the competition started, I saw the crown fall on my head..."
"What's different this time? I still don't understand."
"Until I saw you and your live broadcast... that strange intuition woke up again, telling me that the key to saving my brother is in your hands."
After listening to Xi Mujin's solemn words, Jiang Yuelu felt like she wanted to say something else, but she didn't expect the other party to laugh first.
"I'm just kidding, you're not taking it seriously, are you?"
“…”
"The atmosphere is too tense. Telling jokes helps relieve stress. This is what my idol, Jin Muxi, taught me. Being a ghost, you can't be too serious."
What kind of reason? The reason of a happy person? Jiang Yuelu complained in his heart.
"Hmm? The first live broadcast has begun."
Ximujin stared at the screen seriously and said casually, "To be honest, you should give me some information. What Lao Liu said is right. The information we have is all about her after her death. We really don't know what kind of person she was when she was alive."
"Last time, too. You seemed to know Tang Ze's life experience very clearly and accurately found his three enemies. An Ran was almost scared to death when she got your information... Could it be that you can find the life information of all of us? Eh?"
A bold idea suddenly popped up in Ximujin's mind.
"Would you consider--"
A hasty cry for help suddenly rang out on the public screen. The nine anchors preparing for the battle all heard the panting sound coming from Live Room No. 1, "President, I saw my mother..."
"Aren't you competing with her now?" Ximujin lowered his voice and asked quickly and urgently, "Why are you looking for us?"
"President... she asked me to contact you. She said, she said she had something to tell you..."
I'm afraid it's a rumor...Ximujin was stunned.
"Wait a minute."
He pressed the blocking button, cut off the connection with Live Room No. 1, and turned to the corpse and the others with a serious expression.
"It's very important to shout before the battle. If we lose our momentum, our rhythm will drop. If we collapse at the beginning, we will be under tremendous pressure in this [Team Fight]. Mom has already got the dice in her hands, so we have to say something tough to make his No. 1 and No. 2 players keep steady... What do you have in mind?"
"Well……"
Lao Liu hesitated and said, "How about we play the victim?"
"No, that's not how the dice usually roll."
"If you show weakness, those top-ranked people on his list will immediately get disgusted and leave."
"Then..." Old Liu had no other idea.
"I have an idea."
Seeing that it was Jiang Yuelu who was speaking, Lao Liu was annoyed, "What good ideas do you have..."
"If you have something to say, speak up. If you don't, shut up. The dice are waiting!"
Hearing Ximujin's angry smile, Lao Liu also shut up and secretly glanced at Jiang Yuelu, wondering what ideas this man could contribute.
The judge hesitated for a moment and said, "When you talk to her later, don't call her mom."
"What should I call her then?"
An Ran exclaimed, "Should we call her by her real name, Jin Ruyi?"
"No." The judge shook his head. "Call her Zhang Xinmin."
After hearing this inexplicable answer, Lao Liu laughed angrily, "How can you control my mother with just a crappy name? Don't be ridiculous!"
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