Chapter 74 (Additional update)
Paopao thought he had done a great job on the fish business, but after soaking the two corpses in the pickle jar, he turned around and saw the boss's face gloomy.
"What should I tell you?"
Paopao: "Kill one, release one..."
"What's the result?"
Killed both.
Paopao didn't understand why his boss was angry, and said unconvincedly, "Neither of them is a good person. They want to feed me to the ghouls!"
"And then?" An Rou said calmly, "This time you meet two people you think are bad, so kill them both. Next time you meet two good people, should you kill them? Run, this is a game. Using the game to judge people's character and influence your actions, have you not grown up?
Paopao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized. Feeding players to the ghouls—wasn't that exactly what he and his boss were doing? If we judged his character based on that, then, not to mention his boss, he himself wasn't a good person either.
"Why kill one and save one? Didn't I make it clear to you? If every player who comes to complete the quest is wiped out, what will others think? Do you really think that high-level players like Mantis Dawn and Darkness are fools and can't detect any trickery?!"
Last night, when Paopao was training new employees, An Rou carefully reviewed the flour mill's tasks.
It is true that the first fish-eating business was very successful, but that was the result of careful planning, and it was also inseparable from the good luck of the gentleman's agreement reached by the three top players, Captain Li, Tang Lang and the Governor.
With Anrou's ghoul-controlling abilities, it wasn't difficult for her to upgrade small quests to ghoul waves. But would she be so lucky next time?
Furthermore, even if there is, Zhongxu Town has an A. level + high-level mission from time to time. How could it not attract the attention of the top leaders of Ouli, or even the Longyan Guild?
The most terrifying thing about the game is not only the top players, but also the sheer number of players. You have to know that this game has tens of millions of players, and even if you suddenly become rich and reach SSS level, you still can't withstand the siege of such a huge army.
The most reliable strategy at the moment is to hide the existence of getting rich quickly, quietly earn the corpses of players through tasks that are neither big nor small, and make a fortune in a steady and silent way.
Therefore, Anrou made two important changes to the business model of the fish business:
First, clues will no longer be released publicly. Instead, the number of players involved will be controlled within ten each time on a point-to-point basis, and they will try to carry out the mission at night.
Second, for any fish-eating business, at least half of the players must survive and receive the mission rewards. Only in this way can the mission start and end immediately, leaving no clues behind, and maintain the restaurant's "reputation."
An Rou had originally planned to schedule the second fish order during the day, but after thinking through the above two points, she decided to arrive early at midnight, as a way to explain to the players who visited the restaurant last night. It also served to verify the execution of Paopao and the Ghoul staff.
Compared to the chaotic ghoul tide, "kill half and leave half" in small-scale missions requires more delicate operations and more flexible on-the-spot responses.
An Rou had discussed all these considerations with Paopao in advance, but she didn't expect that at the end of the matter, he still killed both players.
Paopao felt guilty, his head drooping, but the young man insisted, "It's going to be okay. I specifically replied to the post. Anyway, many people know that someone got the clue from the hotel and completed the mission."
"I directed and acted by myself, and I told my own story. Do you think it's credible?"
Paopao stopped talking.
An Rou's tone softened, but remained firm: "I emphasize again, from now on, in all the fish-eating businesses, you have full decision-making power on the spot about who to kill and who to divide. But a survival rate of more than half - this red line cannot be crossed!
"Remember?"
Paopao said listlessly: "I'll remember."
An Rou: "This business has hidden dangers. I'm canceling your dividends and you can leave work now."
This time, the fish-eating mission involved Paopao, Zhang Da, new employee Zhang San, and a newly differentiated ghoul, the Living Dead. Therefore, the mission details show a total of 3 ghouls.
The Living Dead was a Flour Mill player who had been resurrected and split apart. Its soul had been largely devoured by Zhang Da and Zhang San, leaving only a remnant, transformed into a ghoul with extremely low IQ. This ghoul was the core bait for the fish-eating business, a temporary worker, and a disposable consumable. After killing the two players, Paopao strangled it along with Zhang Da and Zhang San.
Therefore, the rewards for this single transaction included the money and goods leaked from the two players' deaths, plus the system reward for strangling the ghoul. Not counting the items, the total was nearly 30,000 gold coins. At a 5% profit share, running around would net you around 1,500 gold.
An Rou said lightly, and 1,500 gold was wasted.
However, Paopao already had quite a bit of money in his hands, so he didn't take it to heart. He returned to his room dejectedly and logged off.
An Rou looked at his back and shook her head.
Still too young.
It wasn't that Paopao wasn't capable; on the contrary, An Rou felt he was proactive, intelligent, and highly adaptable, making him a hard-to-find employee. He just had a bit of youthful aspirations.
It's normal for an 18-year-old to have youthful ambitions. The "Eat Fish" business targets players' corpses, which is like trying to fish in troubled waters in a city with millions of players.
If he is not careful, he will be caught by the tail and surrounded. Paopao will only lose his qualification to play the game, but Anrou... may lose her life.
To work under her, ability is one thing, but the most important thing is to be obedient and be able to carry out her orders meticulously.
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An Rou leaned back in the car seat and looked at the hotel diagonally across the street through the windshield.
Before ten o'clock in the morning, the hotel entrance was already lined with players, and as soon as the door opened, everyone rushed in.
It seems that Paopao's self-directed post, though somewhat fake, did have a certain effect. Of course, the key is to thank a certain person who replied to the post for posting the task details.
An Rou concluded that the man was Captain Li.
After much thought, she finally led Captain Li to the choice she wanted: since it was impossible to keep the money within the family, she might as well attract players from outside.
Otherwise, there will be too many missing members in the Ouli team, and Captain Li will sooner or later notice something is wrong, and the fish-eating business will be difficult to sustain.
It looked like she didn't have to worry about the restaurant's business today. Having not slept all night, An Rou simply skipped the store and drove back to the farm. She downed two life potions in quick succession, barely managing to dispel her sleepiness.
She took out her key, opened the door of her room, and saw Sister Hong sitting at the table.
Sister Hong had been locked in her room for two days and two nights. During this time, she hadn't made a fuss and had been quiet and well behaved.
An Rou walked to the table and said, "Let me confirm it one last time. Have you figured it out?"
Sister Hong didn't say anything, but just looked at him with a calm gaze.
An Rou had to admit once again that this woman was indeed like herself in some ways.
"Okay, come out with me."
Sister Hong got up and followed to the door, only to see An Rou turn around and say with a sweet smile, "By the way, we've known each other for many years, but I still don't know your real name."
Sister Hong quietly looked at the young woman in front of her who was half her age. The younger sister An Rou had long since disappeared, and now that "Sister Hong" was living under someone else's roof, it was time for her to start over.
"My last name is Mei, and my name is Meihong," she said.
"Plum blossom, or rose?" An Rou raised an eyebrow. No matter which surname it was, it was a very charming and beautiful name. The name suited the person.
Sister Hong shook her head: "The eyebrows of men."
An Rou couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Meihong, with this rare surname, sounds equally charming. But Sister Hong chose to say "beautiful" instead, which is quite interesting.
"Come here."
The two women in cheongsams walked together, with Sister Hong always half a body length behind An Rou, a detailed expression of her understanding of reality. From the fish pond to the pickled cabbage shed, then to the vegetable field, the chicken and duck shed, and finally around to the farm gate, they were silent the entire way.
Sister Hong followed An Rou and stood outside the gate. Following An Rou's gaze, she looked up at the farm plaque, and her eyes suddenly paused.
Not far from the gate, at the window on the back of the public toilet, there was a familiar face.
Wang Da.
When she first saw Wang Da in the store, he had a kind of dullness that had captivated her. Now, seeing him again, Wang Da's face was expressionless, his eyes as still as a deep, cold pond.
An Rou also saw Wang Da, and deliberately took a step forward to lead Sister Hong to the public toilet.
Through the side wall, Sister Hong couldn't see the blood all over the floor inside. Similarly, she couldn't tell that on the other side of the mottled brick wall, there were several ghouls with red eyes and extremely hungry.
An Rou didn't speak, and Sister Hong didn't speak either.
This is a test, both for Sister Hong and the new employees.
It was enough to have one person to worry about. An Rou didn't want to have another person asking questions. The action of "asking" essentially represented a kind of questioning.
What's more, Sister Hong herself is an NPC who cannot withstand the players' questioning.
Similarly, although An Rou possessed the ability to connect to ghouls' consciousness remotely, she didn't want to be busy controlling them all day during her subsequent fish-eating business. Bao Fu was the ghost mother of Wang Da and Zhang Da, and now the two ghosts have also become ghost mothers, each of whom has split into several new ghouls.
An Rou hoped that the ghouls would form a pyramid system, with Bao Fu at the top. She only needed to control Bao Fu. At most, she could also control Wang Da and Zhang Da.
As for the little ghosts at the bottom, as the fish-eating business gets on track and will eventually move into multi-line parallel operations, they will be left to Paopao and a few ghost mothers to take care of.
Besides Zhang San and Li Si, there were also a group of new employees who had been born in the middle of the night. None of them fed the player's soul. The NPC's faint soul fragrance still had a fatal attraction for them.
If Wang Da and Zhang Da can control them, Sister Hong will survive. Conversely, if they can't, Sister Hong may not die, but at least one of Wang Da and Zhang Da will die.
The test lasts five minutes.
Bao Fu had already received An Rou's instructions and dived deep underground.
Wang Da and Zhang Da were also warned by An Rou in advance that no matter what the circumstances, if they failed to control the little ghosts under their command and allowed them to hurt ordinary people other than the Chosen Ones, there would be only one consequence: they would disappear completely along with the little ghost.
In the public toilet, the little ghosts were tormented by their instinctive desires, digging their fingers into the wall, and layers of debris fell off.
Their parasites are all destined beings, naturally possessing powers beyond those of ordinary people. They can't wait to break through the wall and devour the two delicious souls outside.
But the will of the ghost mother bound them invisibly.
One of the little ghosts couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his arms and a mace appeared in each hand. He swung the mace at the wall, and the moment the spikes touched the wall, his head rolled down.
His eyes were wide open and blood was dripping from the sickle in his hand.
The ghost's corpse began to undergo a frenzy of transformation, its skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs turning into a pool of rotting flesh. It looked soft and limp, but upon closer inspection, its surface was covered in layers of tiny, barbed teeth.
A layer of wall and floor was scraped away in an instant.
It seems that he is still heading for the soul outside the wall.
Zhang Da held the iron chain and sickle in his hand, his eyes fierce, and he froze in place. He wanted to kill this useless ghost immediately, but the moment he attacked, the other two ghouls that he had split off from also started to move.
If you attack while distracted, it will weaken its suppressive power on the little ghost.
Outside the wall, Sister Hong heard a slight strange noise, as if dense termites were gnawing at bones, which was frightening.
She glanced at An Rou, but An Rou seemed not to hear her, and looked up at the pale sky with her beautiful face.
Sister Hong retracted her gaze, dropping it to the surface of her cloth shoes. She didn't say anything, nor did she distance herself from the wall, even though she knew very well that there must be something very dangerous behind it.
The silence stretched on for an unknown amount of time, and after a while, the sound of termites gnawing suddenly stopped.
An Rou curled her lips and smiled: "Mei Hong, how about my Yong'an Farm?"
Sister Hong raised her eyes and looked over: "Eight acres of land, it's a bit small."
"That's right." An Rou agreed. "But with you joining, I believe it will become bigger soon."
An Rou took her to the farm gate again and took out two red brocade boxes from the back seat of the car.
One box was shallow and long, and contained a bright red silk cheongsam with a subtle floral pattern. The other box was taller, and contained a pair of women's high heels in the same color.
Just looking at the packaging box, you can tell that both items are worth a lot of money.
"Whatever you want, I can satisfy you."
An Rou stared into Sister Hong's eyes and said, "Then please do your best to satisfy me with what I want."
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In the public restroom, he clenched his teeth, his forehead and cheeks bulging with veins and covered in sweat. His sickle drooped on the ground, and around the chain, about a hand's height from the ground, tens of thousands of gold coins floated.
The Berserker Ghoul exploded, but not a single gold coin landed. It vanished silently, leaving only a pool of sticky corpse fluid.
The room was filled with golden light, illuminating the frightened faces of the new employees.
A figure changed position and appeared where the Crazy Ghoul was. Of course, the Crazy Ghoul had been strangled, and now there was only him - Wang Da, with a calm face.
Wang Da hooked his five fingers, and all the gold coins and props were siphoned into his palm.
He glanced at Zhang Da with an indifferent gaze and uttered a sentence in an equally indifferent voice: "The clear and the turbid are separated, and the chaos is gone."
It’s a pity that Zhang Da, who was only at C level, didn’t understand it at all.
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