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

Chapter 96 The First War Zone Exchange Conference!
Location: Jianghuai abandoned factory in the suburbs of Dingjiang District, Haicheng City
Zhong Xie and Shen Junyi walked into the factory with flyers. It didn't look completely deserted. It looked more like the production machines had not been moved in time when the disaster struck.

However, after such a long time, these dusty machines seem to be unusable, and physical damage has appeared in many places, such as huge scratches and trample marks.

During the period before Haicheng was recovered, this factory must have been very busy.

As for now, the factory owner is probably dead in the ghost story revival, and the Haicheng officials probably have no interest in this factory.

After the disaster, the human population was brought under control, and society entered a stage of great harmony. Even in a place like Haicheng, where every inch of land is valuable, some land could be left uncultivated.

The cost of processing this batch of scrap metal is probably higher than its value, so it is just left to rot here without anyone to take care of it.

Zhong Xie looked around curiously, sniffing the rotten smell of oil in the air. The flyer in his hand then glowed and completely engulfed him.

The two men disappeared into the factory one after the other, leaving only two flyers slowly floating down and falling to the ground.

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【Black Event】

[You can have everything here, or lose everything here, it depends on your choice. 】

[Please, hold on as long as you can! ]

As the strange story information emerged in his mind, Zhong Xie opened his eyes and found himself outside the door.

It was pitch black all around, with only light coming from inside the door. Standing at the door were two burly men wearing sunglasses, conducting full-body checks on everyone in the line one by one.

In front of Zhong Xie and the other two, there were about six or seven people preparing to enter the venue. Their expressions were different, but all of them were gloomy, like dogs that had lost their homes.

At this time, Zhong Xie noticed the bag of bloody fingers in Shen Junyi's hand, and immediately said indignantly: "Why do you have one more bag of chips than me?"

They have all just entered the different space, so why is Shen Junyi suddenly richer?
It turns out that this fair distribution is not completely unfair.

"I don't know. Maybe my flyer is different from yours." Shen Junyi cut the finger in the bag into two halves, and then used his finger as a knife to cut the bag in the middle, turning it into two open bags. He handed the other bag of chips to Zhong Xie and said with a smile, "Now it's fair."

Zhong Xie put away his chips and followed the inspection team forward. He lined up behind Shen Junyi and soon it was their turn.

"Take off your clothes, leaving only your shorts on." The two security guards held their batons across Shen Junyi's face and placed an empty basket at his feet. "Put everything you have on you in the basket, then walk in holding the basket."

"Why? The people in front obviously didn't need to do this?" Shen Junyi's face changed. He was carrying a lot of ghost story props on him, and it would be difficult for him to pass if he was really checked.

The security guard hit the door frame with his baton and shouted, "You either do what I say or get out of here now!"

Helplessly, Shen Junyi could only do as he was told. He took off his clothes one by one and put all the ghost story props in the basket.

Unlike what he thought, the security guard didn't pay attention to what he had, but just stared at Shen Junyi's body from front to back.

Shen Junyi's face is hard to tell whether he is male or female, but his body is clearly that of a man.

He is thin, with broad shoulders, and his muscles are well-defined and well-proportioned. You can see that he has exercised, but he has not over-trained to the point of having explosive muscles.

The only drawback is that her skin is too white, which makes her look unhealthy and "sickly".

Well, his figure is not as good as mine.

Zhong Xie gave a score in his mind, and then he noticed that Shen Junyi lowered his head slightly and covered his chest with his hands, as if he was hiding something.

"What are you blocking?" The security guard used a baton to pry his hands away, but there was no object hidden on Shen Junyi's chest. It seemed that he was just subconsciously covering his upper body.

Zhong Xie:?
No, sister, you are a man, why are you covering your upper body?
Zhong Xie vaguely had a bad feeling when he looked at Shen Junyi.

I originally thought you were simply remembering your sister, but it seems like your subconscious has changed.

However, these security personnel did not pay attention to the contents of the basket and let Shen Junyi carry the basket through the gate.

The moment he entered, Zhong Xie noticed a flash of green light on the door frame above the gate, which seemed to convey the instruction of "safe".

Recalling the previous scene, it was also green light when other people entered.

Can this door frame detect the aura of ghost stories? Shen Junyi was able to get through this safely because Zang Mu's inferior amulet was also there, right?

Thinking of this, Zhong Xie felt much more relieved. He looked at Shen Junyi who was dressed and standing waiting inside the door, and walked to the security guard to prepare for security check.

"Take it off too." the security guard said coldly.

Zhong Xie shrugged and undressed quickly. While he was taking off his clothes, four or five women's hands fell from his body. He picked them up one by one and put them into the basket.

"How...can you have such a thing?" The security guard looked at those perfectly maintained hands, his expression changing several times, as if he was horrified and envious.

"Can't I bring my own chips to play games? Don't stop me, I want to go in and kill everyone!" Zhong Xie smiled evilly, and he looked just like the legendary murderer, and his words were full of indifference to life.

The security guard was silent for a long time before nodding and saying, "Okay, after the security check you can enter with your chips. Be careful not to attack anyone under the camera, otherwise you will be tried according to our country's laws."

"I know. I'll be careful." Zhong Xie waved his hand and walked into the gate with his basket, also without raising any alarm.

Taking off clothes to check for obvious abnormalities on their bodies?

Some ghost stories do cause people to have strange things on their bodies, such as tattoos, but fortunately neither he nor Shen Junyi have them. As for Lin Youlan and the others, it is not clear.

After putting on his clothes and throwing the basket into the corner, he saw Shen Junyi looking at him with a smile.

"Why do you have five more people than me? This is not fair." Shen Junyi said, blocking him according to what Zhong Xie just said.

Zhong Xie said confidently: "My family has been a family of killers for generations. Why should I lose to you who studied hard for a day... No, why should I lose to you who killed people with passion for a day?"

"Okay." Shen Junyi didn't say much. His demand for chips was not high because he didn't plan to participate deeply in the gambling here.

As for Zhong Xie's collection, he naturally knew their origins.

Fortunately, Zhong Xie did not sneak in real people.

After passing through a long corridor covered with hotel-style red carpet, the two of them saw a huge venue.

The venue is fully enclosed and covers a large area. At first glance, it has about three floors. The middle one is the outer field with a wide view and bustling voices. There are some private rooms on the second and third floors on both sides. The situation deeper inside cannot be seen for the time being.

There were no windows here, nor any clocks to tell the time. Zhong Xie looked at his phone, and the time on it had unsurprisingly turned into an electronic version of "88:88".

After entering, Zhong Xie immediately estimated the number of people in the outer field because he felt something was wrong.

According to the intelligence provided by Zang Mu, there should be only a few hundred people here, and the number of missing people in Haicheng is also only a few hundred, but now it seems that there are more than a few hundred people?

There are obviously thousands of people!

This is just the number of people outside, and does not include those who enter the private rooms to play. If that were counted, the number would be nearly 10,000.

Could it be that there are hundreds of people in Haicheng alone?
Do we have to add the other twenty or so cities controlled by the war zone?
That's not right. If that were true, the information would have to be disclosed. The resulting misleading information would be too great.

"What are you doing? Nonsense, I'll beat you to death!"

"My cousin is difficult..."

"Come back if you want to win today!"

As he walked into the gambling table, those crazy faces and noisy words flooded into Zhong Xie's mind, making him unable to help but widen his eyes.

Wait a minute, wait a minute...

Why are the dialects in this place so different?
Although there are many migrant workers from all over the country in Haicheng, the current situation here is obviously not the case.

Don’t tell me that the “national chain credit” on this flyer is real?
If all the people present here are from war zones across the country...

How much power does the mastermind behind the casino have?
Could it be that the first time the major war zones intersected was because of this casino?
"Let me go, let me go! I am King Liu Han's man! How dare you do this to me?"

Suddenly, the noisy sound in the crowd attracted Zhong Xie's attention. He looked at the guy who was held up by two security guards, and the key words mentioned in the sentence just now emerged in his mind.

King Liu Han?
Looking at that guy in the city?
Are these casinos really from all over the country?
　OK, I’ve finished writing. My wrist feels a little better today. I’ll try to update more frequently starting tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)