Chapter 36 Safe House [End]
When Xu Zhiyan woke up, everything outside the window had returned to normal and the safe house briefly returned to the real world.
He lay in bed with his mind empty and his eyes dull.
The system in his mind kept beeping, asking him when he was going to place the order for the ugly red mailbox.
Xu Zhiyan never expected that the system would also act like a spoiled child, and it was just sobbing in his head, making it impossible to resist or block it out.
Yesterday's bet was not perfect.
Finally, seeing that there were still a few coupons in his account, he reluctantly agreed to buy a cheaper one through the system.
"I don't understand." Xu Zhiyan said.
[The red mailbox does not need to be understood.] The system argued.
Xu Zhiyan paused and explained, "I mainly don't understand why someone would really cause trouble in the territory of ghosts and gods."
Even though Qu Ji looked like an easy target, it was a very stupid thing to do here! If everyone was honest, he wouldn't need to buy extra mailboxes.
[Host, please respect the diversity of players.]
The system probably didn't know how to comfort him, so it popped up a panel and sent him an emoticon package.
【The universe has no obligation to make you understand.jpg】
Xu Zhiyan's mouth twitched.
“…”
Okay.
When we arrived at the hall, Qu Ji, who had been the supervisor all night, had already gone to rest. The breakfast he prepared was still warming in the electric steamer he had just bought yesterday. He lived up to his nickname of Snail Boy.
The players' skills were not very good, but they were attentive. Looking at the pond garden that was taking shape in the yard outside the door, Xu Zhiyan was in a good mood.
It's starting to feel like home here.
In the corners on both sides of the hall, there were express boxes everywhere that had not been unpacked. They seemed to have been delivered this morning. Xu Zhiyan took a quick look and couldn't help but praise the express delivery's high efficiency.
He finished his breakfast standing at the long table and touched the empty shrine.
"Are you there?"
After looking at the shrine, Xu Zhiyan asked.
After the out-of-control incident yesterday, he discussed with the ghosts and gods to temporarily keep some distance to avoid any further problems.
The ghost disappeared silently behind the shrine, but Xu Zhiyan knew clearly that although his physical body could not be seen, he still existed there, and the unique smell of ashes was lingering.
As expected.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was movement behind the shrine.
Those dark iron chains, whose symbolic meanings were unknown, reappeared. In the misty fog, the figures of ghosts and gods were hidden in them, looming.
Xu Zhiyan suddenly felt that compared to the hard bed in his bedroom, the ghosts and gods in front of him seemed very miserable.
Without any memory or goal, he was locked in one place and couldn't leave. He had never even seen him leave this hall, and maybe he couldn't even go to the safe house yard.
Xu Zhiyan touched his chest, feeling inexplicably annoyed.
Seeing his movements, the ghost moved a little closer and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Xu Zhiyan replied: "I just feel a little itchy in my chest, as if I need to have a conscience."
A low and hoarse laughter was heard, and the ghost didn't know what was wrong with him. He found that his mood had improved a lot since he met the new successor.
However, Xu Zhiyan didn't pay attention to the laughter. He took out a roll of tape from a courier box nearby and said loudly, "It's not a good idea to keep you hiding like this. I've thought of a good idea."
After saying that, he tore off a piece of tape and bit it off with his teeth.
"Use this to stick the paper in front of your eyes to your face. If it's firm, it shouldn't be blown away by the wind anymore!"
The ghosts and gods who just thought Xu Zhiyan was perfect in every way were stunned where they stood.
It took him a long while to retort.
“…will not be blown away by the wind.”
He was sure that he had almost integrated his memories, and as long as there was no excessive stimulation, he would not easily lose his mind.
"It's okay, it's not ugly, I promise!" Xu Zhiyan had an expression that said 'I know you're just afraid of being ugly'.
Because of this sentence, Bai Jin's memory of being forced to wear women's clothes was inexplicably awakened.
The sound of the chains colliding together was a little hurried.
Xu Zhiyan saw the ghost was about to disappear again, and hurriedly threw away the tape in his hand, "Okay, okay, I won't stick it on! Actually, I have other things to talk to you about this time."
Seeing that the ghosts and gods did not disappear again, he took out the props he had obtained in the copy before.
[Name: Friendship Pen]
[Level: A]
[Type: Summon]
[Introduction: Something that occasionally appears in campus-related scenes, it allows you to connect with your "friends"! And you can summon your "friends" in an emergency! ]
[Usage consumption: Each use will deduct 99% of the current spirit value. ]
This thing is a useless item with extremely high consumption. The reason why Yao Xianxian gave it to him is simply because under normal circumstances, it is difficult for players to have time to establish any connection with the monsters in the dungeon.
Those dangerous ones dare not approach easily, and summoning the weak ones is useless and requires a huge price.
But for Xu Zhiyan, if this thing is used well, it can save his life at the critical moment.
"We are friends, right?"
His eyes were burning and he shook the black pen in his hand.
If the ghost's right hand bone can trigger safe house-related skills, then if the ghost can be summoned out at the critical moment, it would be fine even if it could be used as a bomb/thrown away alone!
A black shadow crawled under Xu Zhiyan's feet and rolled the pen into the ghost's hand.
As soon as it was in hand, the A-level item could hardly withstand so much force, and suddenly trembled and made a whining sound.
"Too weak." said the ghost.
"Even if you summon me out, it may only be for a moment."
The number of times the Pen of Friendship is used and the duration of summoning are related to the abilities of the summoned creature.
For ghosts and gods, this thing is just a disposable prop and there is no possibility of repeated use.
Xu Zhiyan was pleasantly surprised and said, "One moment is enough."
Although the other party said that there would be no more slices with weird tempers, he always felt that it was better to be prepared for this kind of thing.
If you have the pen of friendship, even if you really encounter some pervert or creature that you can't defeat, instant summoning is enough to save your life.
Moreover, he now has points, which can be exchanged for potions related to mental recovery. He can even prepare some top-level potions. Even if his mental power is drained instantly, it will not be a big problem.
The advantages outweigh the disadvantages, so go for it!
"The favorability of the Friendship Pen needs to be improved through writing letters. How about this, we write a letter to each other every morning!"
After finding a dozen pieces of letter paper, Xu Zhiyan stood on tiptoe to take back the black signing pen from the ghost, opened his phone and searched for [What to write to pen pals], and after finding [Share daily life], he picked up the pen and started writing.
[Mr. Ghost, good morning. The air is especially fresh today. I just saw two long-tailed birds fighting on a tree of unknown species outside the door. Our new yard is under construction, and the players are very serious. However, when I saw the half-dug pond, I remembered that I forgot to tell Tianluo to add ham sausage to the players yesterday. Forget it, I will definitely... next time...]
He never wrote a diary before, and now if he is asked to share his daily life, he can only write a simple and dry account.
Behind the shrine, the ghost's eyes fell on the young man in front of him.
The old house had obviously not seen the light of day for a long time and was dark and depressing, but these negative things did not seem to affect Xu Zhiyan at all.
Perhaps his head was buried too deep, and from his position he could see the young man's fair and slender neck.
Among the few memories that ghosts and gods have recovered.
Xu Zhiyan became the only light.
A few minutes later, Xu Zhiyan finished writing his diary.
The ghost took the letter and read it carefully.
The overall picture is the young man's feelings when he saw the players working in the yard. When he saw the word "we", he always felt as if there was a heart beating in his empty chest.
After reading the whole page, Guishen took the black pen.
He did not write anything, but instead used a pen to outline the figure of a thin young man standing inside the door, holding the threshold and looking out.
The lines are smooth and the pictures are vivid.
With just a few strokes, the young man's back is painted with full of spirit, and you can tell who it is at a glance.
This is all He is today.
The ghost looked up at the young man in front of him again, and always felt that compared with the figure on the paper, the living young man was better.
But He did not wait for the praise.
Xu Zhiyan held the paper and looked at it for three minutes. When he raised his head, his eyes were burning with a mysterious desire to win.
Damn it, how could the other party be so capable?
His diary was immediately outclassed! But how could a damn ghost without even memory be better than a college-educated person in terms of cultural creation? !
Isn't it just drawing? He also took interest classes in kindergarten.
"I can draw too. Let me do it!" After saying that, Xu Zhiyan took out another piece of paper and began to draw hard.
The ghost was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth.
The two of them took turns drawing for the whole day and completed the props task ahead of schedule.
When the sun set, the friendship pen finally showed new information.
[Friend: Bai Jin]
[Number of times you can summon: 1]
[Summoning time: 2s]
Xu Zhiyan stuffed the signature pen into the system package, leaned back on the long table as if he had let go of all his strength, and sighed, "It took two seconds, longer than I thought."
After saying this, he glanced behind the shrine.
They were obviously drawing together, but he could only draw a human figure at the beginning, but later he just let himself go, but the other person's drawing became better and better, and the hall was filled with his portraits.
The style of painting looked familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere.
But thinking about the fact that ghosts and gods had no memories at all, and his previous experience of voluntarily committing suicide, Xu Zhiyan decided not to say more and would ask again when he had the chance.
When the supervisor Qu Ji came out of the room after having enough rest, he found that the hall was empty and the floor was littered with papers.
But the simple snail boy didn't think much about it.
It quickly put away the incredibly ugly draft papers and the letter papers with exquisite portraits on them, found the key to the yard gate, and prepared to welcome the decorator who had not yet finished his copy.
For players, although it is a bit tiring to come to the safe house for decoration, it is still much better than the dangers in the dungeon.
What's more, there is food and water to drink after the event.
They wish they could stay here all day and all night to do the renovation, for fear of being kicked out, so they work even harder!
…
Time flies, and three days disappear in the blink of an eye.
Under Qu Ji's supervision, the renovation of the entire Yunshan old house took shape, and the red mailbox that the system wanted was also delivered to the doorstep.
Xu Zhiyan, who had just finished a physical examination at the hospital yesterday, was almost detained for research because of a medical miracle.
[Host, a copy of the hidden safe house has been detected!]
[Notice, players will enter a new dungeon at noon tonight (00:00:01), dungeon star rating: ★★★☆]
As soon as Xu Zhiyan saw the message pop-up on the game panel, he received a call from Jin Sheng.
The two of them had formed a temporary team before and received the same copy notification.
After hanging up the phone, Xu Zhiyan was very reluctant: "I thought I could wait until the next round of safe house harvest, it seems that I can only wait until the copy is over before checking."
It’s just before midnight and time to set off.
Xu Zhiyan stood in the hall just like he did before he first entered the dungeon.
The only difference was that last time they were surrounded by monsters, but this time, apart from Qu Ji, there were only ghosts and gods in the hall, and all the familiar monster minions were sent away by him.
Compared to his previous slightly uneasy feeling, Xu Zhiyan felt that he had grown... and had grown two points in mental strength!
Before leaving, the ghosts and gods spoke.
"The world inside is only going to get more dangerous."
Xu Zhiyan didn't say anything, but instead pulled Qu Ji over and explained to him a lot of things, such as how to use the mobile phone APP to place orders for materials, and how to actively reveal the monster's identity when collecting protection fees in the subsequent safe house.
It was not until the moment before he pushed open the door that he turned his head to the ghost and said, "I have received your sincerity. In exchange, I will bring you more benefits."
The ghost gave him all the authority of the safe house. He firmly believed that for adults, where the money is, there is love.
More benefits.
This is the most sincere guarantee Xu Zhiyan can make.
He prayed silently before falling into darkness.
I hope I won’t encounter any weird lunatics this time.
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