"Your trial is to clean up the mud, one ton per person."
"If you pass the trial, you will receive 5,000 ghost money. If you can continue to carry after one ton, you will still receive 5,000 per ton."
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and gave the half-body a strange look.
"Are you still in charge of this trial?"
Without thinking, the weird half-body bowed its head and said:
"Yes, yes, but due to the rules of the trial, I can't help you."
Looking at the shadow general standing beside him, he looked weird but had no temper at all.
Although it is their own territory, if these three shadow generals dare to take action, they will definitely be killed by the one above with a tail!
But... that's all after I die. Please, if the three Half-Step Dao-Breaking Masters attack at the same time, can I still hold on until the one above takes action?
Before eating the hot meal of the one who turned into a dragon.
It doesn't want to die yet!
Lin Fan didn't make things difficult for it, but just waved his hand and let it go.
The half-body nodded strangely and then dispersed.
"This one ton is 5,000. If we can bring in an excavator, wouldn't we make a killing?"
The old man looked at the large patch of mud on the ground, his eyes shining.
This is not mud, it's gold!
But when the old man took out a piece of hard card from his body and wanted to dig a little to see what was in the mud, he froze in place.
Because the mud was soft underfoot, the hard card couldn't penetrate.
Not only that, the old man lifted his feet and found that his pants were not stained with mud at all.
The only way to see it clearly is to dig out a piece with your own hands and hold it up.
"This can only be moved by hand?!"
"No, you can also use trickery."
Lin Fan glanced at the Shadow Generals, and saw that their feet had also sunk into the mud.
The mud in front of the old man, which was originally shining with golden light, suddenly became dim.
"Sure enough, the higher the level of the horror scene, the more deadly it is."
The scene of breaking the path alone is almost unsolvable.
Like this kind of half-step city destruction.
How can it make people make a lot of money?
Even if Lin Fan had not conducted experiments like the old man, he could roughly guess this.
"Brother, why do you look so worried? It shouldn't be difficult to get these shadows to move, right?"
Although the old man was disappointed, he didn't find it difficult to deal with.
After all, making money from the underworld is a side benefit. I have already taken a little from the starving ghost, which is beyond my expectations.
The content of this trial is also very simple, just let Shadow General move it.
Lin Fan signaled the old man to be quiet, and then said in a relatively soft voice:
"Trial supervisor, please come out for a moment. I want to ask you something."
After that, the surroundings were empty, and the weird half-body did not arrive as promised.
Yiqiqi looked around and said, "Did it not hear me? If I shout louder..."
"No, I just guess it can't hear."
Lin Fan looked around and then looked down at the mud.
The few words in this trial of half-body weirdness are too problematic.
Logically speaking, the huge fake scene outside the Hades Snake Well should be the territory that the Half-Body Weirdness is mainly responsible for.
And inside the Snake Well, there is a truly terrifying scene!
To put it bluntly.
Generally speaking, in a real half-step city destruction scenario, would a mere peak-level life-chasing monster be the manager?
It's unrealistic no matter how you think about it.
Half-step City Destroyer is so arrogant that he will definitely choose Po Dao as his main target, and there may even be more than one.
The peak of chasing life seems to be caught casually.
But it is not only the manager of the pseudo-scene, but also the manager of the Hades Snake Well.
It's a bit hard to understand.
This is why Lin Fan became silent when he brought them in with a strange look on his face.
It's all so unscientific.
It should be said that everything is too inconsistent with weirdology.
Moreover, according to Yiqiqi's introduction, the real scene and the fake scene are also distinguished, so this weird thing cannot be the same one.
Therefore, Lin Fan asked softly just now in order to test whether the half-body weird could hear it.
If it were a real scene agent, it would definitely be able to hear my whispered question.
It can also know everything that happens in the scene at the first time.
But I can't hear it.
"Just let the Shadow Generals dig, we'll go look around."
This difference was noted by Lin Fan. For some reason, he had a premonition that this would be the most critical step.
"Act separately?" Yiqiqi asked.
"Not appropriate. It's better to act together. This is a terrifying scenario of destroying the city in half a step."
When fighting against Taoist ghosts outside, it is almost impossible for mortal humans to survive.
Not to mention in a horror scene.
To put it bluntly, if during this operation we get into a fight with the real person responsible for the horror scene, it will be a fight to the death.
At least two of the three people must have died inside.
The old man nodded in agreement. He was the weakest here. Although he had strong vitality, he was also afraid of pain.
There are no attribute points to focus on defense, and acting separately may become a burden.
For this purpose, the old man always opened his strange eyes, followed Lin Fan, and began to survey the surroundings in front of him.
Leading the way is still the most cost-effective Dog Eighteen.
The mud was so deep that it almost reached Yiqiqi's knees.
The dog Eighteen could only raise his head and walk forward, while the cat Baiwan sat on the dog's back and licked its fur.
"Brother Cat, do we really need to watch our backs in this situation?"
As soon as he entered the Snake Well, Cat Million sat on its back, saying:
"I just saw you coming out of the passage, covered in wounds. I, the cat, was heartbroken. This time—"
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