Fang Shan silently retracted his scissor-hand movements, and in order to lighten the atmosphere, he told a cold joke. The fingers that were originally in a V-shape were bent back and forth, and he smiled and said, "Look, isn't it very curved?"
As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere seemed even more embarrassing.
Wei Sushen felt that it was necessary to have a deep talk with him: "I once watched the video of my parents' wedding ceremony. Both parties promised to be together until death. That should be what I like."
Fang Shan nodded blankly.
Wei Sushen held his shoulders: "Do you agree with this?"
Fang Shan thought for a while and continued to nod.
Wei Sushen whispered: "Are you sure you feel this way about me?"
Fang Shan was silent, with a rare expression of confusion: "I don't know."
Seeing that he had not said anything sweet about this matter, Wei Sushen's eyes softened: "In that case, why do you put all your obsession on me?"
This time Fang Shan answered very simply: "The host may be my last chance."
After a pause, he said very seriously: "No one should want me except you."
“…”
Fang Shan reasonedly said: "Maybe the same is true for the host."
Many of their thoughts are already on the same channel... a channel that is difficult for the world to understand.
The more he spoke, the more certain his tone became: "That's right, no one will ever really be willing to hook up with the host again."
Another thing about wealth and color.
“…”
Wei Su Shen's expression at this moment can be described in words.
Fang Shan leaned forward and got closer: "Does it feel like myocardial infarction... Boy, this is love!"
The air suddenly became quiet, and Fang Shan's smile was as bright as spring.
Facing such a sincere smile, Wei Sushen was silent for a long time, then gradually let out a sigh and slowly moved to the corner. He knew very well that the system was not brainwashing this time, but simply reasoning.
The cruel reality is even more desperate.
Fang Shan was not a quiet person, so he poked his waist with his finger: "We will do big things in the future, and the host must not fall into isolation because of this small setback."
"This is quite a setback." Wei Sushen rubbed his eyebrows.
Once you get through it, any difficulties and obstacles in this life will not be a problem.
"Look, I'll conjure a flower for you." Fang Shan used many tricks to coax people. He turned around, held his face in his hands and turned around again: "A beautiful flower is right in front of you."
Seeing that Wei Sushen was indifferent, he poured him a glass of water and brought it over: "Please use it."
Wei Su Shen's fingertips never left his eyebrows: "Be normal."
Fang Shan stared at him and drank the water, then spoke again: "What negative emotions can you vent at work?"
There was no way to deny that this was indeed an exciting idea. Without putting down the cup, Wei Sushen nodded.
"The Eight Pagan Cults have begun to take shape," Fang Shan said, "I'm going to organize a large-scale meeting."
Wei Sushen glanced at him: "There are only a few dozen people in total."
With a hint of embarrassment on his face, Fang Shan quickly regained his composure: "One day, when the Yiba comes out, who can compete with him?"
Trying to ignore his second grade slogan, Wei Sushen thought for a moment: "It would be a good thing to meet."
There are too few members at present, and a little understanding will help in the future.
Fang Shan touched his chin: "If you don't do anything harmful to nature, there is no need to be too secretive. When the time comes, you can announce the existence of the Eight Pagan Cults."
After making the decision, the news was handed over privately, and the meeting place was arranged by the fat man.
The fat man was also a miserable man. He was inexplicably coerced into taking away the top secret list. After knowing what Wei Sushen and the others were planning, he felt that the sun and the moon were dim.
The most powerful quality of human beings is that they know how to find joy in suffering.
"You didn't see the expressions of those people," the fat man tutted, "I hid in the dark and observed. When they knew they were going to meet, it was a shock."
As long as the evil spirits are wrong, no matter how hard they try to hide their identity, it is best if the members of the organization do not know each other, so that the superiors can control it.
The more you can't guess, the more you fear.
If they only had hatred for Fang Shan before, now they are truly afraid of him.
The fat man also thought this was a good move, so he flattered him and said, "You did it on purpose, right?"
Let those people be afraid in their suspicion.
Fang Shan smiled and said nothing. Fatty suddenly felt frightened. This kind of trick can be used against others, and it can also be used on himself.
"My love for the organization can be learned from all sources!" Fatty vowed.
Fang Shan continued to smile back with an enigmatic smile.
The meeting was held grandly, with a red carpet and flower decorations on the floor. If some flash lights were added, it would be similar to a modern fan meeting.
The first thought of everyone who steps in is: Damn it! Then it rose to: Silly x.
With their status, to put it bluntly, they should be like rats in the ditch, living cautiously in the cracks. It was just a party, but it was so luxuriously decorated.
The message only said that a meeting would be held, and did not specifically mention the need to disguise. But the visitors all had a nervous feeling of being guilty of being a thief. Some of them had their faces covered, but most of them were wearing masks.
Fang Shan was already sitting on the stage, also not showing his true face. Wei Sushen was covering him even more tightly next to him, because he was not in a dream and could not directly change his body shape. He was completely wrapped in a large black robe.
Wei Sushen glanced at Fang Shan, who nodded and spoke in a soft voice:
"First of all, welcome everyone," Fang Shan said in a low tone, but with a rare calmness: "You must understand that it is dreams and laughter that bring us together!"
The fat man was sitting in the front row. He couldn't help but use his peripheral vision to glance at the people sitting next to him. Their faces were all the color of pig liver. He even heard someone secretly sighing and cursing: "They drugged us." It’s almost enough to come together!”
The fat man coughed slightly. The man knew that he had made a mistake and was afraid of offending Fang Shan, so he did not dare to say more.
Fang Shan did not force everyone to take off their face coverings, but several of these people were familiar with each other and had already recognized each other.
He glanced around the audience and suddenly found it funny. Even though his appearance was hidden, he could still detect a nervous mood from many people.
Fang Shan: "I called you all here today because a very vicious incident occurred recently. An unknown person is pretending to be a sect to recruit members. I believe some of you here have already encountered such a thing."
In the audience, Li Buceng murmured, "No wonder." He kept wondering why someone appeared in his dream for no reason.
Several people who had the same experience as him couldn't help but find it funny. There are actually people who want to develop and expand themselves in the name of evil. Should we say that they are ambitious and courageous, or that they are ignorant and fearless
Under the attack of the empire, the evil spirits can only live a life of darkness. Of course, they themselves are tough enough, otherwise they would not still exist after repeated eradication.
If someone wants to be more powerful than a tiger, he must face pressure from the two major forces. What else is it if he is not seeking death
As the only insider among these people, Fatty almost shed tears... A group of idiots still have the heart to laugh at others, but they never thought that they themselves were the unlucky ones who were deceived.
Fang Shan sat calmly on the stage, admiring everyone's expressions. Wei Sushen was even more sanctimonious and allowed the people around him to talk nonsense.
When the conversation changed, Fang Shan's voice became louder: "There's one more thing..."
You could tell by his tone that the highlight was about to come.
"What determines your future status is undoubtedly your contribution to the organization."
Fang Shan gave the fat man a look in private. The latter was very polite and asked in cooperation: "How is the contribution calculated?"
"I will release tasks regularly and make statistics every half month."
After saying that, he coughed slightly and raised his fingers at the fat man. The fat man also acted like a little brother and helped distribute the mission manual.
Before reading, everyone held their breath and concentrated, and the simplest subconscious reaction was probably the assassination mission. However, when I opened it, the first side contained lovely words:
+1 point for helping the old lady walk
Help catch the thief +3 points
…
Task requirements: The organization's logo must be left after completion.
In the silence, Li Bu once slapped his forehead hard and murmured: "I must be dreaming."
This sentence expresses what most people feel.
Fang Shan was still very calm: "In the empire's siege, proper transformation is necessary." He pursed his lips and said: "It's just a temporary show of weakness, which helps us gain a chance to breathe and at the same time paralyzes the enemy's nerves."
Although it is nonsense, it is barely an explanation.
He deliberately did not give everyone enough time to think, and then said: "Execution strength can reflect a person's loyalty. The one with the highest points this time, I will provide him with the antidote."
“…”
Fang Shan learned 100% of the imperial methods from Wei Sushen.
In a competitive environment where vital interests are at stake, it is easy to have logical blind spots. At least for now, few people think about the unreasonable aspects of these tasks. Instead, they focus on how to defeat others and become the final beneficiary.
Fang Shan was very satisfied with the effect and poked Wei Su Shen with words written in his eyes, come and praise me.
Wei Su Shen naturally ignored him, but when he didn't speak, Fang Shan kept bumping him gently with his legs. As an adult and a normal man who has been single for more than 20 years, I have been touched by such force many times, and it is only a matter of time before I have other reactions.
Wei Sushen had no choice but to compromise temporarily. His fingers hidden under the black robe wrote on Fang Shan's leg: You are awesome!
The dot under the exclamation point at the end is very forceful, expressing the writer's depression.
Fang Shan automatically ignored his sigh and raised his eyebrows proudly.
Unfortunately, the vivid expression was obscured by the mask. On the contrary, looking at the masks on the stage, I suddenly felt that I could change my name to the Mask Cult.
This thought just passed by in a flash. Fang Shan then showed off the logo he designed. At first glance, it said "Inhuman Religion", but at the second glance it was still "Inhuman Religion". Unless you lie on it, you won't blink. After some research, you may notice the slightly offset sides.
"Remember, do good deeds... No, you must leave your name when doing tasks." Fang Shan pointed at the sign above and said, "Don't write it wrong."
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