A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 71 The battle for roots!
At the entrance of the pill infusion tube, Zhong Xie carefully stretched out the periscope he had made and looked outside.

The position of the testicular tube gradually rises, and its end is at the highest point of the female's nest. The rooms where the "daughters" are raised are separated from the testicular tube by an abyss and are neatly arranged like the cells of a beehive.

Since the windows of these small rooms are facing the abyss, Zhong Xie can see clearly what is happening in each room from this position.

But he didn't dare to stick his head out to look, for fear that his appearance would be seen by the women.

Now he is the only man in the female beast's nest, and it would be too dangerous to stick his head out casually.

If I were discovered, I would definitely be beaten to death by these women.

Zhong Xie is a very loyal and utilitarian man. After all, the probability of a hot glue gun giving birth to a child is much greater than those ordinary women in the female beast's nest.

Can you also give me a train?

How dare you ask me for so much?

With the help of a periscope, Zhong Xie saw all kinds of living beings in those rooms.

Some continued to be confused, such as Black Wolf and the photographer from the special forces, and some unknown ghost story masters; some quickly changed their minds and began to look for other clues or even secretly left the room, such as the captain and the team doctor; and there was also the ghost story master who carefully looked at his figure in front of the mirror, secretly moved his little hand down, and could not help humming.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Xie couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and feel proud. This showed that his aesthetic taste was still very good. The body proportions, makeup and clothes were all selected by him personally. Isn't it easy for him to charm these people?
Thinking of this, Zhong Xie began to regret. If only he had a surveillance system similar to the Sky Eye, he could sit in the monitoring room and watch these precious images, and even record them for editing.

If it were made into a variety show or a movie, it would definitely be very popular in the market, right?
However, while observing these ghost story masters, Zhong Xie noticed a guy whose mood was completely different from the other ghost story masters.

The heroine he personally selected——

Shen Junyi.

(The following word count has not reached the charging point, so it is not considered water. Zhong Xie himself has a very weak sexual consciousness. There is no CP in this book, so don't worry about gay hype. All descriptions are required by the plot. Please be aware.)
There was no other way. It was because after becoming a woman, Shen Junyi was so beautiful that she outshone all the other girls, so Zhong Xie made the final decision on the candidate.

Originally, he would have to determine the female lead based on the ladies' actual performance on the set of the movie, but now that is no longer necessary.

Even if Shen Junyi is a vase-type actress, at least she has enough traffic!
Just based on this cool and beautiful face, I'm afraid many people will take out their wallets to pay.

Paired with a simple little white dress, I wonder how many men will love her.

If the other ghost stories about people who turned into women all have a body score of 80 or 90 points and a face score of 20 or 30 points (referring only to their appearance scores as women), then Shen Junyi is absolutely impeccable.

Zhong Xie looked intently into Shen Junyi's room and found that this guy was actually sitting in front of the dressing table crying silently, leaving two lines of tears.

Eh?
His mind was full of question marks, and he was actually at a loss for a moment, because he remembered that there was no crying scene in the script he gave to Shen Junyi.

What's the situation?
This guy actually has the intention to add more drama?

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sister.

Shen Junyi looked at the cold and familiar face in the mirror, and couldn't help but murmur this name that he hadn't called in the past two years.

His elder sister was the last sword trained in the family. She died in the battle to crack down on the root ghost story in Donghai City twenty months and twenty-three days ago.

The funeral was very simple, and only a very small number of relatives and friends were invited, because the entire Eastern Theater was immersed in the joy of conquering the root of the ghost story. This was the third time that people conquered the root of the ghost story, and it was also the first time that the reliability of the power of the ghost story was verified.

The casualties in this battle were far less than the previous two experiences in conquering the root of the ghost story, and this path belonging to the ghost story master was officially confirmed as the main development direction in the future.

The haze lingering in people's hearts was swept away, and the joy of regaining lost territory emerged along with an emotion called "hope", so people hung up lights and decorated the houses to welcome the return of the army.

This time, no one blamed the massive sacrifices that would result from the recapturing of cities that had nothing to do with them, and no one hated the survivors from the liberated cities. The long-lasting mourning songs no longer swept the entire city.

Only their family calmly received the remains of the martyrs and held the funeral calmly.

An insignificant funeral and a heavy black coffin were Shen Junyi's final farewell to his sister.

Because his sister died at the hands of the Root Ghost Story in Donghai City, his "existence" was disturbed by the Root Ghost Story, so his memory of his sister faded quickly, and all the photos, audio and video related to his sister gradually disappeared due to various accidents. In less than two years, he almost forgot his sister's face.

It's ironic that Shen Junyi clearly remembers the date of his sister's death, but can't remember what she looked like.

Until now, he saw his sister again in the mirror.

Even the makeup was exactly the same as the one at the funeral, a paleness that did not belong to a living person, lifeless, yet with the tranquility and arrogance that he was most familiar with.

This even made Shen Junyi begin to suspect the "mastermind" behind this strange incident. If he had not really seen his sister who died at the funeral, how could he know the specific makeup of the deceased so clearly?

Bits of memories and thoughts came flooding back like a tide. At this moment, she recalled those long-forgotten memories, and the strange lines on her chest became hot.

That was her knife resonating with emotion.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the door, waking up Shen Junyi who was lost in her memories. She quickly wiped the tears from her face, stood in front of the mirror and carefully observed the details of her makeup, recording them one by one in her heart.

Whether it is the white dress or the makeup, everything is similar to her sister, but it is not her sister, so the memory of this appearance will not disappear because of the root ghost story, but will be deepened in her repeated recollection.

Shen Junyi took a foundation that she thought was similar to the color of her makeup, and then took a lipstick of the same color as the one on her lips. She put both into the small pocket on the inside of her skirt and kept them carefully.

It seems to be placing my precious memories.

"Is there anyone in there?"

A questioning voice came from outside the door, and Shen Junyi quickly walked to the door, calmed down, leaned against the door, and looked at the woman at the door casually.

Although she was immersed in the memory of her sister, she did not neglect any necessary preparations. Through the note, she understood the current situation and also knew her own personality well.

She was cold and aloof, calm and indifferent to outsiders, and only showed a warm smile in front of close people. This description was exactly the same as her sister, and it was the appearance in her memory.

Therefore, she was almost replicating her sister's daily life, with her eyes and movements being almost identical.

The person standing at the door was the photographer of the special forces. She looked at the little white dress version of Shen Junyi who opened the door, and couldn't help but slightly open her mouth, unable to speak for a while.

"It looks like we are all the same. Let's go. The captain should have gathered you together, right?" Shen Junyi walked past the photographer very naturally, bringing up a gust of light wind.

The photographer quickly followed and nodded, "Yes, yes, I thought I was the best looking one in the team, but I didn't expect you, Xiao Shen, to be the most hidden one."

Shen Junyi did not reply, because her sister would never respond to such compliments on appearance.

However, she still felt a hidden joy deep in her heart, not because others praised her beauty, but because they praised her sister's beauty.

There have been many "bees and butterflies" around him since he was a child, but he treated all of them equally and kept a safe distance from these girls, neither actively approaching them nor staying too far away from them.

The arrogance in his bones made him look down on any girl of the same age, even if the girl's family was as powerful as his.

Besides my sister, there is only my sister.

Soon, Shen Junyi came to an open space and met up with the captain, deputy captain and others. Here she also saw the only person who was not affected by the strange incident -

Lin Youlan.

Unlike others who were amazed at her appearance, Lin Youlan just kept her eyes on her for a moment and then turned away to start searching elsewhere.

Looking for someone?
Shen Junyi's eyes swept over everyone and found that the core member of the team was not present.

Where is Zhong Xie?
Lin Youlan was indeed looking for Zhong Xie. She was the only woman present who possessed a woman's sixth sense, so her intuition told her.

This disappeared Zhong Xie must know something.

"I saw a room that was open. Judging from the shattered female organs inside, it was probably Zhong Xie's room. He was the first to wake up. He might have been trapped in the room for a long time, so he ran away as soon as he could open the door. I don't know where he went."

The captain made his own judgment and then said, "Let's go. There are other ghost storytellers here. We must be the first to get the female beast's bullet-meow."

When saying this, the cat-eared loli captain's face showed an unprecedented solemnity, obviously knowing that the female beast's projectile was of great importance.

"Don't touch my breasts anymore, don't you have any yourself?"

In the corner of the team, the cheongsam deputy captain who had been taciturn since the Hexagonal Nest incident finally couldn't help it and went up to grab the team doctor and pinned him to the ground.

"Hey, mine isn't as big as yours." The team doctor was forced to kneel on the ground. Normally, he would have cried out in pain, but this time he seemed to be enjoying it inexplicably. "We talked about this in the camp during the holiday. If one day my buddy becomes a woman, we must not let him go. What's more, you are so capable, vice-captain."

"Shut up." The deputy captain was so angry that he kicked the team doctor to the ground. "Think about how to get out. Do you want to stay like this for the rest of your life?"

As the deputy captain's movements became more violent, his chest shook, causing the thin girl with a baby face next to him to be unable to take her eyes away for a moment, her heart beating wildly.

Zhong Xie, who was on a high place, was secretly enjoying the show. This was exactly the show effect he wanted.

Of course, please don't misunderstand his purpose. There is a reason to set the vice-captain like this.

Didn’t you notice that the deputy captain, who had always been gloomy, suddenly became much more lively and cheerful?
Tolerance is greatness, and you are never deceiving me.

Suddenly, there was a new movement on the other side of the room passage, and all the ghost story tellers began to rush in that direction. The captain noticed something was wrong and led everyone to that area as well.

"Let's go, there's some movement over there, meow." The captain said coldly. Although he was short now, his speed was not slow at all. He rushed to the front and soon arrived at the area where the riot occurred.

It was an arena built on the abyss. Countless women's hands, with their fingers intertwined, formed several supports, precariously supporting this small arena.

The ring is also made up of women's body parts, which looks beautiful and weird.

The ring was suspended on all sides with overhead cables, and the iron cables were covered with densely packed fingers, which served as threads to form the outer shell of the chain.

This was a project that looked extremely large in scale, and it shocked everyone present.

Lin Youlan's doubts were also reduced a little.

That shouldn’t be the case. How could Zhong Xie have so much energy to do such a thing?
How can people be so boring?
What really attracted everyone was not the ring, but the top of the elevated cable car, which was a full hundred meters away from the platform.

A root device was hanging there, and above it was a ball of light. The ball of light happened to project the shadow of this thing onto the surface of the ring, forming a huge shadow.

It’s the root!
Whose aptitude is this? !
Why is no one claiming the cat?

No, no.

The reason they didn't make any move was because they would be exposed.

The captain's eyes secretly swept over the plump and thin women around him, and he read the same desire from the enthusiasm in their eyes.

There is no doubt that heavenly roots are a kind of resource, a resource that can easily control others.

even……

If you really can't find your own, that's not impossible.

However, one cannot over-express this enthusiasm and must act according to the script to win this battle for roots!

This is a battle where dignity is at stake.

　Uh, Zhong Xie should not have a CP, at least no human CP, that's right from the current point of view, haha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)