Lin Fan stared at Hanlin.
Hanlin was on pins and needles.
Because this process lasted for about a minute.
Hanlin felt that he was just like an ordinary guy on a blind date.
The other party was trying to find some good points in him so that he would feel that he had not wasted half a day eating.
"You, don't have any means of hurting others?"
Hanlin kept nodding, afraid that Lin Fan would not believe him, so he wanted to show it off.
Lin Fan was also happy and directly threw 10,000 ghost money in front of him.
Watch him use it.
He casually threw out a few books and placed them on the table.
He just stretched out his hand, and yellowed paper slowly appeared in front of him.
It contained exactly what Lin Fan mentioned casually.
Besides, there is no need for Lin Fan to say more.
Hanlin seemed to turn into a pool of blood and walked towards the books.
Until it integrates.
Lin Fan used his invisible hand to grab the book.
Nothing special.
The pages didn't get sharp.
The cover didn't become stiff either.
After tearing it a little bit, I heard screams coming from inside.
Hanlin was immediately forced to produce the books.
A small wound suddenly appeared on his shoulder.
Hanlin looked pale.
Pupils dilated.
No way, brother, what if the torn part is on my brother, how can I survive?
If it is really dangerous to follow the boss, I must find an opportunity to transfer to a remote position!
Lin Fan was also slightly surprised.
Really just hiding in books.
It is impossible to strengthen the books at all.
In other words, after entering the book, his defense became weaker.
If someone chopped him down with a knife and he couldn't run out of the book in time, he would die.
As for listening to what the old man said, he could also record the conversations of people around him.
It should be just a little auxiliary effect brought by its own tricks.
It's like the old man's trick, it's about life and death.
But it also comes with abilities such as bewitching and controlling.
And Hanlin has already performed two tricks.
There can't be a third one.
Otherwise, it would not just be a matter of chasing after someone's life.
Hanlin was afraid that he would be asked to do some dangerous experiment again.
Taking advantage of the atmosphere before it fell into silence, he spoke:
"My refining process uses blood as the price. Each time I use it, I lose one liter of blood until all the blood in my body is completely dried up. However, you can spend 1,000 ghost notes to avoid this."
"1000 ghost money, and you're charging me 5000?"
The old man's eyes widened with anger. Good job, kid.
Even if I cut it in half, I can still make a net profit of 1,500 for him. This guy is really asking for too much!
However, Hanlin said bitterly:
"I never intended to charge money for anything. I offered 5,000 just to scare you away. Who knows..."
Seeing the old man's angry look, Hanlin held back his subsequent words.
But I kept complaining in my heart.
If 5,000 is too expensive, why are you still coming?
If I had known you could cause so much trouble, I wouldn't have shown up even if you brought me 50,000!
After complaining in his heart, he continued to say to Lin Fan:
"But the exemption from the ghost money in the book is very small, only 50. If I don't pay, it will only take away 50% of my consciousness. If I use it twice in a row, I will fall asleep in the book."
This ability is dispensable.
The first trick is quite good.
It perfectly solves the difficulty of counting numbers in Youcai Ming tickets.
At that time, the ticket machine of each car will print out the number string sold.
If we rely on manual counting to count hundreds of buses, errors are inevitable.
If the lottery is drawn at that time, and someone else or someone else wins the jackpot, wouldn’t it be a huge loss?
And if you don’t give others small or medium prizes, it will also dampen their expectations.
If we have this refining ability, we can solve this problem perfectly.
The number of winners can be concentrated among familiar people and familiar tricks.
It can also trick strangers into winning hundreds of ghost money.
A great invention that is truly realized, one that cannot win the jackpot even if one is reborn.
However, Lin Fan was silent.
Hanlin was thinking in his heart that something was wrong.
He was always thinking about how to avoid front-line battles, and he always showed his timid nature intentionally or unintentionally.
Recall what the old man said earlier about team culture.
What is needed is courage.
I don't meet the requirements in all aspects and my strength is weak, so I might not be able to join the team.
At this moment, Hanlin wanted to slap himself a few times.
He actually thought that as long as he was a contractor, he could get in.
How stupid!
A useless contractor is worse than an ordinary person!
But now, let him think of one of his strengths.
It's a bit difficult for him.
From childhood to adulthood, he has never been far away from others even when he urinates.
The only thing that makes sense is that he reached Master in League of Legends.
I can also dance to the Pure Land.
But Lin Fan in front of him said calmly:
"I'm curious, why would you choose to contract with such a weak weirdo?"
In the past, it was a strange contract to select people.
But based on this weirdness and lack of combat power, Lin Fan tried to weaken it.
Asking this question is actually to confirm one thing.
I wonder if Hanlin knows this, but this ability is actually very powerful.
Maybe it won’t show up in the early stages, but it will in the later stages.
When the human camp stabilizes, all aspects of development will rely on data integration.
Even without the Youcai Mingpiao project, his refining ability would allow him to thrive in the human camp.
Hanlin really wanted to make a fuss about this point and show his own contribution.
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