Chapter 362 Safe House
Three thousand one hundred and sixty-two years.
There's a touch of creepiness in the precision.
Shiny black feathers covered its cold body, and the crow's bean-sized black eyes were full of shock.
The summoner has not yet fully adapted to his new body. Although to him there doesn't seem to be much difference between being a human or a bird, there is a huge difference between working for himself or working for others!
Xu Zhiyan, standing in front of the birdcage, was still adjusting her dress.
The celebration begins at midnight.
As the heir to the safe house, he needs to go around and show his face as a mascot when the celebration begins.
Seeing the crow standing stiffly in the birdcage, Xu Zhiyan adjusted his tie and tilted his head, explaining with comfort in his words.
"The undead raven has no metabolism and does not need to eat. It can fly and talk."
The summoner listened to the explanation and somehow guessed the other party's implication: his body was already in such good condition, what else was there to be dissatisfied with?
But is this a matter of satisfaction or dissatisfaction?
"You want me to work for you? For three thousand years?" The crow opened its mouth wide and spoke in human language.
The summoner was no fool. After a few words of conversation and his current situation, he immediately realized that he either did not die, or he died and was resurrected by evil magic.
"Xu Zhiyan, how can you let me go?"
Although he tried to keep calm, his fearful tone still revealed his inner anxiety.
After all, no matter who it is, if he finds himself turned into a crow in a cage after his death, and the person outside the cage is the person he just tricked, he will start to get scared.
Xu Zhiyan was a little surprised.
"Not pretending anymore? I thought you were going to pretend for a while longer."
As expected, the old ones are the wisest. According to the summoner's previous slippery performance, he thought that the other party would try harder to create a tragic character who saves all living beings.
"Now that I'm in your hands, I won't struggle any more." The crow flapped its wings and spoke.
Although Xu Zhiyan often said that he didn't like smart people, in a sense, he liked dealing with smart people. The summoner was a cunning guy who loved to cheat people, but this was also his value.
Putting down the tie in his hand, he turned around and faced the summoner.
"Then I'll make it short."
"Your plan is very effective. I really didn't expect you to ask the main system to borrow tens of millions of points. I can pay for the losses of the current company and the money from the relief center, but as for the loan, you need to work in the safe house to repay the debt."
Seeing the crow opening its mouth and trying to explain, Xu Zhiyan bent his fingers and knocked on the birdcage.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this is a safe house, I'm the heir, and the one who turned you into a raven is a ghost."
"Don't worry about the children. I won't do anything to them. After all, I'm such a kind businessman. How could I do something that would harm others?"
"You have no choice but to agree to work. Non-human creatures that enter the safe house will automatically be included in the jurisdiction. You can't run away, and you can't hide. If I want, I can even make you experience a painful death once an hour. Of course, once every ten minutes is also fine."
He explained the summoner's situation and added some things he could do.
The crow took a few steps back at his words.
Unfamiliar with the bird's body, the summoner lost his balance and sat down on the floor of the cage.
However, Xu Zhiyan did not continue to describe in detail what he could do.
"Of course, you don't have to worry too much. As long as you work hard and create value for the safe house, you will get more benefits than death!"
First give a slap and then give a sweet date.
Classic routines never go out of style.
Xu Zhiyan grabbed a handful of buff-status melon seeds sold in the safe house and put them into the empty plate from above the birdcage.
"As you can see."
"My business has grown quite big. I have enough money, but I still want more money."
The weapons produced in the Nightmare Community are all branded with the game's mark, but judging by the current output and the total number of people in the game, the explosion in orders will not last too long. By the time everyone has a safe house weapon, the turnover will drop off a cliff.
There’s nothing we can do, the market is just this big.
Xu Zhiyan does not intend to change the model. He tries to let ghosts and gods break through the barriers of the real world and expand the market to the real world.
Human society has its own laws of development.
As one of them, he is unwilling and unable to break this bottom line.
But just because the world he lives in doesn’t need weapons doesn’t mean other worlds don’t need them… There will always be a need, right?
"The main system would not appear out of thin air. High-tech AI must be the creation of intelligent life. In other words, there must be other worlds besides the world we live in."
Xu Zhiyan rarely talks about his ambitions with others.
"If you are willing to work, then I will send you to the Technology Tree Research Institute. You will have everything you need..."
Selling arms and weapons to other planes, other infinite games, and other worlds requires more than simple understanding. He will not stubbornly believe that people in other planes are fools and that they can sell things at high prices through simple conversations.
He needed someone who could read people's expressions and had rich negotiation experience to familiarize himself with all of this in advance.
Humans have a delicate mind that AI can never match.
"In return, you get an immortal body, eternal life! What a wonderful word! You can put aside the past and find a new life... well, the meaning of life, I always pursue a win-win situation."
After Xu Zhiyan finished speaking, the room fell into silence.
After a long time, the crow stood up from the ground and flapped its wings clumsily.
"Boss Xu, you are indeed a natural businessman."
Putting aside the general advantages such as being prepared for a rainy day and being meticulous, it was the first time that the summoner saw someone like Xu Zhiyan, who was never satisfied with the status quo and expanded his vision to the outside world.
In his opinion, the money earned from the safe house is an asset that an ordinary person cannot spend in several lifetimes.
"So you chose the comfortable and correct path, right?" Xu Zhiyan asked.
The summoner answered immediately.
“Yes, I will create value that satisfies you.”
In the round bird's eyes, the turbidity unique to the elderly gradually settled down and turned into the sophistication and smoothness hidden in the bottom of the eyes.
The man and the bird looked at each other, and both showed a satisfied expression.
After dealing with the summoner, Xu Zhiyan was busy rushing around. He raised his hand and asked the monsters to send the birdcage to the Nightmare District, and he reached out and picked up the tie that was thrown aside.
The system that had been hiding and eavesdropping nearby showed up.
[Host! Since you have an immortal body, why don't you kill Jiang Huai and the others?]
Xu Zhiyan paused as he was busy tying his tie and explained casually.
"No, people with poor psychological endurance simply cannot accept becoming an undead creature. Can you guess why forbidden techniques are called forbidden techniques instead of immortality techniques?"
The reason why the ritual of resurrecting dead souls is banned is that the resurrected person, no matter in what form he comes back to life, will become a servant of the caster, and the two can never be equal, just like Little Cubic Bone, who had suffered so much before coming to the safe house. Even the dumbest monster has learned to call him Brother Xu, but he is still calling him Master.
"His life and death depend entirely on Bai Jin's thoughts. Even his memories can be read at will."
The summoner has lived two lives and done things big and small. He may not really want to work in a safe house, but after dying twice, he can examine things appropriately and be flexible, and can make the best choice.
But can others really stand it? Not necessarily.
Xu Zhiyan talked on and on for a while, but there was no response from the system.
Smelling the faint smell of ashes around him, he knew without thinking that ghosts had come.
As a matter of course, he put down his hands and started to mess around. The tied bow tie was taken over by two bony hands that stretched out from behind him. Soon Xu Zhiyan had a perfect bow tie. Even when the ghost's hands left, even the barely visible wrinkles on the clothes were smoothed out.
After turning sideways in front of the mirror and making sure there were no flaws, Xu Zhiyan turned around and looked at his own client.
Just one glance and he laughed out loud.
"What? You're not going to come with me?"
Unlike Xu Zhiyan who planned to dress up, Guishen was still wearing only a thin shirt and a familiar modern style suit, except for a marker pen stuck on the pocket of his shirt, which was very conspicuous and no one knew who he was reminding.
"I'll wait for you here."
The ghost's answer was very conventional and there was nothing new about it.
He didn't like lively scenes and chaotic monsters. No, it should be said that he didn't like anything except Xu Zhiyan. This was the case when he was in a daze and unconscious, and it was also the case when his body was almost fully recovered.
A series of events recently have squeezed the sweetheart's time to the extreme. Although the ghosts and gods don't say it, they don't like everyone in their hearts, especially the crow just now.
The well-behaved answer made Xu Zhiyan couldn't help but smile.
Seeing that there was still some time, he knew that the ghosts and gods would not cross the line, but he still couldn't help but want to play a little trick.
He put his hand into the other's chest pocket, pinched the pen between his fingertips, and then lowered it along the original path and quietly put it into the ghost's hand.
After doing all this, Xu Zhiyan took two steps back, took off the coat he had just put on and threw it aside. He did not unbutton his shirt, but instead roughly pulled up the hem of his shirt, revealing his flat and smooth belly...
"There are still twenty minutes until the celebration starts. Do you want to write something on it?"
His bright red tongue was exposed when he spoke from his slightly opened lips. It seemed that Xu Zhiyan could never change his boldness in front of ghosts and gods. He was passionate and cunning.
"Don't worry, I'm a qualified leader. Your words will be hidden under my clothes, and the monsters won't be able to see them—"
It was a pity that before he could finish his teasing and ambiguous words, his lips were blocked by someone.
A passionate and lingering kiss ended the irrelevant conversation.
“Boom—”
Someone grabbed his waist and pressed him against the dressing mirror and kissed him deeply. The cold mirror behind him formed a sharp contrast with the hot body of the ghost in front of him. Xu Zhiyan felt like he was on the verge of hypoxia.
After an unknown amount of time of kissing, he finally regained his freedom.
In contrast to the young man who was leaning against the dressing mirror with a flushed face and could hardly stand, the ghost looked no different except for a few more wrinkles on his clothes.
Just as Xu Zhiyan predicted, he always tried his best to restrain himself and not disrupt his schedule.
After catching his breath for a while, Xu Zhiyan smiled and glanced at the ghost's hand that was tidying up his clothes, and wanted to say something else.
“White ember…”
As soon as he said this, a hand appeared in the mirror behind him and put its index finger in front of his lips.
The ghost did not raise his head, and his hands moved steadily, but his voice was terribly hoarse when he spoke, and it was obvious that he was suppressing something.
"Shh, don't talk, if you still want to go out today..."
For the next few minutes, Xu Zhiyan was unusually quiet.
It wasn't until he opened the door that the warm atmosphere in the corridor instantly rushed in, breaking the ambiguity.
The ghost stood behind his beloved, put his hands on his shoulders, and whispered in Xu Zhiyan's ear.
"You look great today."
"Don't get your clothes dirty, I hope they're still like this before I fuck you."
"!"
The moment the ghost let go, Xu Zhiyan covered his ears and walked away quickly. The hot flush on his face that had just disappeared reappeared, and he didn't even dare to look back.
Hiss, I was just talking nonsense, but Party A was serious all the time...
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