The roommate was stunned.
Soon, several people realized that what Tang Xinjue said made sense.
In their habitual thinking, the image of a salesman is always associated with door-to-door sales, so they subconsciously assume that the other party needs their "permission" before entering the dormitory.
But what if “salesmen” aren’t needed at all?
Following Tang Xinjue's line of thought, if the salesman was already in the dormitory... the atmosphere suddenly became a little creepy.
Guo Guo quickly grasped her water drop jade pendant. "Could they be invisible? Could they be possessed?"
The elusive wandering spirits in the "Four Seasons Protection Guide" are representatives of creatures that can quietly enter the house and possess people disguised as humans.
The atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly became solemn. Liang Jing's hand holding the ointment froze in the air, her eyes widening: "Ah, what are you talking about?"
Weren't we talking about mall salesmen? Why did the topic suddenly change to—
Seeing the dormitory beginning to develop the atmosphere of a horror dungeon, Tang Xinjue snapped his fingers, bringing everyone back to their senses:
"Don't worry about that, Guo Guo, have you forgotten your abilities?"
Guo Guo woke up as if from a dream: "That's right!"
She has the ability to see ghosts, so even if the salesman really sneaks in as a ghost, he will most likely be discovered.
"So, the other party is most likely a physical entity. If that's the case, why can't we detect it..."
As Tang Xinjue spoke, he turned to the interior of the dormitory, his eyes scanning the entire space before finally settling on a corner.
"Unless... it's much, much smaller than we thought."
The tables and chairs were moved on the ground, making loud friction sounds.
In dormitory 606, several people quickly searched the entire dormitory, especially the small corners blocked by various facilities.
Liang Jing moved the desk with great effort - she didn't know why, but she inexplicably joined the search team of the four people in the dormitory.
The key point is that she has no idea what she is looking for. She is completely confused and Tang Xinjue's guess is still replaying in her mind. She still doesn't quite believe it: It shouldn't be so bizarre... right?
The girl who had just moved the desk suddenly stopped moving, her pupils contracted and she looked towards the corner.
Liang Jing: "Damn it!!"
Hearing the shout, the others immediately rushed over, their eyes simultaneously falling on the corner of the wall, taking a deep breath:
"Damn it!"
In the corner, a palm-sized figure in red clothes struggled desperately under a table leg, its red unicorn hat swaying from side to side, looking utterly helpless. Frightened by the noise, it shuddered and raised its tiny head, no bigger than a thumb, its eyes like two blank grapes.
When Tang Xinjue sucked it out with the toilet plunger, the red-clothed figure sat inside, clutching the rubber head tightly. Several people noticed that it had a small, colorful backpack on its chest.
Tang Xin Jue placed it on the table and said in a gentle voice, "Are you the salesman sent by the mall?"
The little man nodded vigorously and straightened his backpack in front of his chest. He saw a big word "惠" sewn on the cloth.
Everyone: ???
Discounts coming to your door... So the so-called "salesman" is actually a little puppet?!
The puppet nervously adjusted its hat, revealing its round, white wooden head. If it didn't move, at first glance you might even mistake it for a doll that had just fallen off a shelf.
Liang Jing came back to her senses and said, "So that's how it is. I'll go back first!"
The other "salesman" might be hiding in a corner of their dormitory right now, so it might not be too late to find him now!
The balcony window was hastily opened and closed, leaving fifteen minutes remaining. Tang Xin Jue didn't waste time and asked directly, "Since you're a door-to-door salesperson delivering discounts, it's your job to make deals with customers. So, how can we get [the discount]?"
In other words, how can you get the "super prize"?
The puppet seemed to understand, nodded and began to imitate: "Ya-ya-ya-ya!"
“…”
Tang Xinjue raised his eyebrows: "You, can't speak human language?"
The little wooden puppet nodded, then shook his head, and clapped his hands on his head: "Aiya aiya!"
“…”
Guo Guo said quietly, "I knew that the game would never stop digging holes."
No wonder the rules of the event say "Communicate with him for a chance to win a prize". How can you communicate with a salesman who can't even speak human language?
Black Grape stared blankly at the four people. Pinocchio seemed a little anxious. He slapped his head hard and pointed at his backpack: "Yiyaya!"
Tang Xinjue carefully observed the puppet's every move and said, "Although you can't speak, can you understand what we say?"
The puppet nodded: "Yeah."
"How about this, we ask you questions and you give us feedback. If yes, nod your head. If no, shake your head. Is that okay?"
Mu Tou thought about it and nodded.
"The merchandise is in your backpack, isn't it?"
"Yeah." Yes.
"Can we get the merchandise inside?"
"Yeah." Pinocchio continued to nod.
But soon, it shook its head, bent its legs and squatted down, patted the table in front of it with its hands, and then patted itself.
Tang Xin Jue understood: "We have to give you something in exchange before you give us the things in your bag?"
"Eh!" Pinocchio clapped his hands.
So you are doing second-hand recycling?
After a brief exchange, the four of them exchanged glances and immediately began to act: they dug out a large pile of items, no matter what type, they just had to take them out.
What if it is worth a lot according to the salesman’s judgment?
Tang Xinjue used a marker to write several symbols on the paper, including a check mark, a cross, and numbers from 1 to 10.
"Mr. Salesman, how many items are in your bag?"
The puppet hesitated for a few seconds, wavering between the numbers 5 and 10.
It seems that it is not very clear how much goods it has brought.
"On a scale of 1 to 10, how much do you think the items in your bag are worth?"
The puppet jumped from 1 to 10, folding his arms mysteriously.
Although no words were spoken, Tang Xin Jue could somehow understand the meaning: the things it brought were of varying values, and how much they could get depended on the abilities of the four of them.
…
A few minutes later, lipstick, thermos, dressing mirror and skin cream were kicked to the ground one after another.
The puppet had its hands behind its back, looking like it was on patrol. Seeing something it didn't like, it would shake its head and kick it away. Soon, the table was empty, with all sorts of things scattered all over the floor.
Guo Guo wailed, "This lipstick is my birthday present! I haven't even used it once! It still has the cover, and it's worth a full four figures!"
The puppet also snorted, clutched the strap of his schoolbag, turned to the corner and refused to communicate.
Obviously, it felt that this dormitory was not sincere in its dealings and always used things it didn't like to fool people.
Everyone was at a loss as to what to do. They had already tried the props bought from the mall, the radio in the dungeon, and various expensive collections they had purchased in the real world, but all were rejected.
Tang Xin Jue changed the subject: "Then do you think there is anything in this dormitory that you are interested in and think is of good value? You can look for it yourself."
The puppet raised its head, its little eyes showing an expression of "sudden enlightenment". It immediately sat on the toilet plunger and began to walk around the dormitory with the help of Tang Xinjue.
"Yiyi!" After going around a full circle, the little wooden puppet suddenly shouted to stop, jumped down and ran to Guo Guo's desk, dragging a book with all his strength.
It is Guo Guo's "The Book of Changes".
Seeing this, several people tentatively asked, "Do you think this book can be exchanged for your things?"
The little wooden puppet nodded, then lowered his head happily and was about to open his backpack, but was stopped by Tang Xinjue.
The girl seemed gentle and easy to talk to, but her follow-up question was faster than a bullet: "How many items can we exchange from you in total?"
The little wooden puppet was stunned for a moment, his mouth pursed into a line, and he moved his body reluctantly and stood on "1".
"If I accept your items, can I return them and re-trade them?"
“…”
The puppet slowly walked to the "cross" position.
Zhang You reacted: "We almost got tricked by it just now!"
The salesman had a lot of merchandise, but he could only exchange one with the students. Once the salesman took out the item and the deal was done, the students could no longer exchange for other items.
If the value of the "Book of Changes" is not high, then they have undoubtedly missed out on a better product.
I didn't expect that this salesman, who doesn't look very smart, is actually very cunning when it comes to cheating people.
The little wooden puppet pointed at the clock and kept babbling.
There are only five minutes left, should we make the deal?
Tang Xin Jue also responded decisively: "Find books, all the books!"
Within a minute, a huge pile of books almost overwhelmed the little Pinocchio. From classics to street literature, from ancient documents to advanced mathematics teaching aids, Guo Guo even contributed his own private collection of pornographic books, eagerly waiting for the salesman to judge.
The little wooden puppet struggled to dig out a few books from it: "The Book of Changes", "Zhuangzi", "Records of the Three Kingdoms", "Zizhi Tongjian"... and a book called "Five Hundred Tang and Song Poems".
All of them are related to ancient documents.
Adding all these up, Pinocchio barely gave it a 6-point rating.
Zheng Wanqing held up a pile of literature and materials and told the puppet, "Look, this is the original English literature I bought online specifically for my thesis. This is the printed material I stayed up all night reviewing. Look at the curves on it, how beautiful..."
Unable to bear the annoyance, the other party hurriedly opened his backpack and shook out a black pocket card.
Then, as the countdown for the event reached zero, the Pinocchio puppet and several selected books disappeared into thin air at the same time.
They felt a little disappointed that they couldn't get more benefits, but they immediately turned their attention to the cards.
"This card is..."
Guo Guo reached out his hand curiously, but before he could touch it, he retracted it with a cry of surprise: "Wait, why has it gotten bigger?!"
Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, the "small black card" on the table quickly grew larger. In less than a few seconds, it had expanded dozens of times, and its shape became clearer and clearer.
When it finally stopped changing and sat quietly on the table, several people opened their eyes wide at the same time:
In front of them was a 32-inch LCD TV that was about 60 centimeters long and 40 centimeters wide?
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