"Huh?"
The Smiling Buddha was a little puzzled and looked up at Lin Fan who was still in the first difficulty.
As the owner, it can monitor every corner of the scene in incredible detail.
Even if there are countless layers of obstacles in between, they can all be ignored.
It took the flower pot several seconds to absorb all the 100,000 ghost money that Lin Fan put in.
The little smiling Buddha in front of him had grown several times bigger.
Lin Fan chuckled, "No wonder the difficulty of the first level, which originally had 10 points of fate, can be increased tenfold at will. It turns out that there is no limit on the amount of ghost money in the lotus pots of any difficulty."
This soft whisper reached the ears of the Smiling Buddha, causing him to feel strange.
What’s going on…why set restrictions?
The Smiling Buddha actually doesn’t understand why horror scenes are inherently subject to strange restrictions.
For example, if the trial-taker earns more than a certain amount of ghost money, a certain percentage must be returned to the trial-taker. In other words, if the other party spends a certain amount of ghost money, they must pass the trial.
To it, this is bullshit.
Only low-level weirdness requires such restrictions to ensure the existence of horror scenes. As for destroying a city, it is the highest level in the world and does not need such things.
Before it could think about it, it heard Lin Fan shouting to the monks on the street:
"I am the boss of Jianghai City. Today I can help you leave this horrific scene. Once you leave, you will become a member of our Jianghai City. If you want to leave, you will resist with all your strength. If you are trying to deceive me..."
Lin Fan's eyes turned cold.
"I can save them here, or I can kill them outside!"
Smiling Buddha: “?”
Why...you are saying such cool things in your own territory.
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