Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The passengers were outraged, causing dissatisfaction among most of the executive officers.

They have already sacrificed a large number of their colleagues, and then they protected this group of selfish passengers. The longer they walked, the more they were criticized. Now they are being unreasonable just for picking out a little problem. It is really intolerable.

Ouyang Ming was full of vigor and was the first to step forward.

"Hey, you two should be more polite! We don't have enough manpower right now. If there is an internal conflict, no one will be able to leave when the fighting power is insufficient!"

Zhuge Jing followed up, "Once this matter is out of the game, the Security Department will handle it impartially. The most urgent task now is for everyone to unite and fight against the game."

Fatty Zhang: "What regiment? There are a bunch of traitors in your team. How can we feel at ease?!"

Man in windbreaker: "If we keep two troubles in the team, we will only die faster!"

The man in the flowered shirt held up his cell phone and said, "Listen to the voices of the masses, officers. Get these father and son out of here and don't waste everyone's time!"

"Yeah yeah!!!"

Deputy Captain Huo knew he was guilty and had nothing to say, but Wu Qu really couldn't bear to see his old friend suffer such malicious intent, so he raised his voice and argued with the three troublemakers.

"I'm talking to you three! Why are you so stubborn? You three were the ones who set the tone from the beginning to the end. You got us all away. What good did it do to you?!"

The flowered shirt shook his phone and sneered, "Mr. Wu, I took a picture of you accepting the bribe just now, don't try to deny it."

"What? You two are really birds of a feather!"

The captain was scolded, and the members of the Seventh Detachment were not happy about it. They wanted the man in the flowered shirt to delete the video. As soon as they got closer, several passengers shouted that classic line.

"Oh! The executive officer is hitting someone! The executive officer is going to hit someone!"

"Don't try to destroy the evidence!"

"Who hit someone? Don't talk nonsense!!!"

The scene suddenly fell into chaos.

Seeing his father being criticized like this, the little Pinocchio became extremely anxious and swung wildly under Jiang Yuan's hands, like a fish that had just been thrown ashore.

Mo You, who was still blindfolded, wanted to step forward to dissuade them, but was stopped by Old Lady Qi, who kept her away from the fighting and watched the excitement. Stewardess Xu Lulu folded her arms and watched coldly, rarely not joining the melee.

As the dispute intensified, a leisurely applause sounded from the edge of the crowd, attracting the attention of all players.

“Pah—Pah—Pah—”

"You're right."

Jiang Yuan casually threw the troublesome puppet aside, drawing an arc and throwing it right into Huo Hu's arms.

The man was surprised. As soon as the little Pinocchio fell back into his father's arms, it seemed to have found its backbone and lay quietly in his father's shoulder.

"You all have extraordinary moral standards that are worth learning from. Since you think they are guilty, I am willing to provide support."

Jiang Yuan distributed a few seemingly ordinary gray stones to those who wanted to drive away the Huo father and son.

"This is the Judgment Stone, a level-killing item. You just need to throw it at the sinner and he will receive the punishment he deserves. But you don't have to be afraid. If the other party is innocent, then there will be nothing to worry about. So getting hurt is just what you deserve."

The flowered shirt was skeptical: "Really? You're not going to trick us, are you?"

Wu Qu frowned, feeling that it was inappropriate: "This is lynching!"

Both sides looked at the CEO who had the most authority here.

Yu Du looked embarrassed and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he nodded solemnly: "This is a causal law tool. It only punishes the guilty. It is useless for the innocent. The Security Department will not hold them accountable."

Since he said so, the man holding the stone felt relieved.

They are full of justice and think: for the safety of all players, they are willing to punish this father and son!

Huo Hu subconsciously hid the little puppet in his arms.

Pinocchio lay in his father's arms, feeling very sad: "Dad, I was wrong this time..."

The middle-aged father was deeply moved, thinking that his son had finally grown up. Just as he was about to open his mouth to comfort him, Huo Zian's wooden nose stretched out again and hit him on the chin.

Huo Hu: “…”

Jiang Yixing, the man in the flowered shirt, and seven or eight other male passengers all picked up stones and were about to throw them at the Huo father and son, but Jiang Yuan continued:

"Oh, right, this stone is called the [Jesus Judgment Stone]. Only holy people who have never made mistakes in their lives and whose moral standards are perfect are qualified to use it to judge others. Otherwise..."

Everyone: "Otherwise?"

Jiang Yuan smiled: "Otherwise it will explode on the spot and turn into a pool of meat paste, honey."

The scene instantly fell into deathly silence. Without thinking, those people quickly returned the stone to Jiang Yuan like a hot potato, fearing that it would explode if they were too late.

"Ruzi can be taught."

Jiang Yuan threw the stones back to the ground and said with satisfaction:

"It seems that you still have self-awareness."

"You didn't mean this was..."

Jiang Yi was halfway through his words when he suddenly realized:

"Fuck you, Jiang Yuan!!! You picked up a broken stone from the ground and played with us?!?"

Jiang Yuan covered his mouth in fear: "Oh my god? You found out?!"

"you....!!!"

But he couldn't go on.

Others were angry but dared not speak out. Moreover, from the moment they gave up throwing stones, they had lost the qualification to blame others.

The people who were causing the trouble lowered their heads and examined the reasons why they did not dare to throw stones.

No one can say that he has never made any mistakes in his life. Blaming others blindly is just to satisfy his own inferior sense of superiority.

Looking at the hound collar around Jiang Yuan's neck, Huo Hu knew that everything that happened here had been transmitted to the Security Department through the surveillance cameras.

It was impossible to conceal it. The best outcome would be to be dismissed from my post and investigated with my son after returning, or...

"If you make contributions in the game, you can strive for leniency after you get out." Yu Du suddenly said to him.

Huo Hu looked up, and Yu Du continued to remind him:

“But don’t rush into it.”

Deputy Captain Huo was surprised to be seen through. He thought about it and nodded in disappointment:

"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry to bother you guys."

The internal problem has been temporarily resolved, and the next step is to continue playing the game.

The crowd carried the six heads of the seven fairies and headed towards the gate of Pantao Garden.

From a long distance away, one could see the thick, greasy, creamy, yellowish-pink fat cloud that the seven fairies rode on when they descended to earth. It had purple veins crisscrossing it, and it was beating slowly and with difficulty, as if it had a serious heart disease. From time to time, a few balls of sticky grease would drop off, staining the ground with a foul smell.

After a moment of silence, Ouyang Ming's mouth twitched:

"Two masters...is there no other means of transportation to the Heavenly Palace?"

Yu Du said calmly: "No."

Jiang Yuan was wondering: I always felt like I had forgotten something very important. What was it?

At this time, a familiar short figure, holding up his clothes and holding a cane, ran out hurriedly from behind a tree.

"Wait! Wait! Players, wait! If you want to go to the Heavenly Palace, you must first ripen the peaches in this garden. Only with the peaches can you enter the Peach Banquet!!!"

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands: Oh! Right! The peaches are not ripe yet!!!

After hearing the call from the God of Land, everyone remembered that their mission was to ripen the peaches at the cost of human lives!

But all the peaches in the garden were ripened using dead executives or passengers as fertilizer. Most of them had familiar faces, and they were reluctant to even look at them, let alone pick them with their own hands and feed them into the mouths of the so-called gods?

Someone asked: "God of Land, what will happen if we don't bring peaches to heaven?"

"Then the Queen Mother will definitely be furious!!!" The Earth God raised his beard and said in horror:

"When that happens, all the gods and you will suffer!!!"

Players: Ah, there is such a good thing?

Jiang Yixing, who had been trembling with fear for a long time since Huo Zian turned into a puppet, suddenly stood up, put his hands on his hips and said:

"Old man, we are here to kill the Queen Mother. We will be beaten whether we have peaches or not. So why would we take off our pants to fart? It would definitely be better to implicate the Pig Gods!"

"Ah, this..."

The God of Land was speechless by the players' logic.

"No, no, no, the peaches still have to be ripe, otherwise our trip would be in vain." Jiang Yuan suddenly interrupted, pointing at the tall white wall at the door and asked:

"By the way, God of Land, I'd like to ask, what material is the outer wall made of? Is it fireproof?"

"I don't deserve your advice. The soil for this wall comes from the Far East, under the Wuji Cliff of the Great Wilderness Mountain. It comes from the same place as the Nuwa Sky-Repairing Stone. Not to mention fire, even the Samadhi in the Taishang Laojun's alchemy furnace..."

The white-bearded old man boasted to this point and suddenly felt a chill.

"Wait? Why are you asking that?"

The Disaster Illusion Staff pointed in the air, and a transparent bubble the size of a palm appeared suspended in mid-air.

In the center of the bubble with a faint rainbow light, a spark was slowly burning, golden red inside and snow-white outside, dazzling the eyes.

It was the bean of Samadhi True Fire that Yu Du left behind in the Banjiao Qingniu copy.

The wind blows the white hair, the shadows sway, and the peach blossom eyes are bright and curved.

Jiang Yuan put his elbow on the gloomy long-haired executive's right shoulder and smiled gently at the Earth God:

"It's like ripening peaches. How can it be considered as ripening?"