In many things, Wei Ye is far-sighted and even prophetic.
Fang Shan felt quite amused after seeing the task. Regardless of the process, the result he wanted to achieve was just to break the inherent idea of ordinary people practicing alone.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glance at System 001 again. The latter's mood had dropped to freezing point. The coffee shop owner seemed to have taken root next to him, ignoring the man's murderous gaze and sticking to his position.
The foreigner ended up alone.
He was a bit incredulous, and walked bitterly to Fang Shan, the only one who had said a few words: "You are discriminating against international friends."
Fang Shan didn't drive people elsewhere, and was still thinking about the deeper meaning of the mission.
It's grouping and selection, and it seems like the punishment after failure is not something to be afraid of.
No matter how hard the foreigner tried to get close to Fang Shan, after everyone took their positions, he was still judged to be alone. The lightning outside the window suddenly burst into the room, bypassed Fang Shan like a silver snake, and struck the foreigner steadily and hard. On people.
The moment the white light disappeared, the foreigners also disappeared.
The little fat man was the timid one, and his flesh trembled: "Is this... dead?"
It was smashed into ashes and smoke.
Fang Shan: "Alive."
The moment the thunder and lightning retreated, he clearly heard a scream, and then the talent disappeared.
The most insightful one is the girl who claims to have a cultivator in her family: "I think it's more about elimination. If the era of cultivation really comes, the most casualties will probably be..."
"Rogue cultivator." Fang Shan continued her words.
The positions are different. As long as you practice, you must compete for resources. If you act alone, casual cultivators will undoubtedly suffer.
The writing before this moment disappeared, and a new line of words appeared on the screen:
Mission: To learn from a master.
Note: You need a guide on the road to cultivation. There is a legacy left by a strong man after his death nearby. Find it and own it.
When everyone looked at each other, Fang Shan suddenly chuckled: "That's it."
It was the little fat man who answered his words: "This is just like playing a game. We are all in the novice village, and we are giving basic guidance."
In other words, it doesn't matter if you die and are eliminated, but the benefits of staying will definitely be more.
Fang Shan gave him a rare look of appreciation, seeming to agree with what he said, and said, "It's a waste of time." '
One mission after another, leading to the end for who knows how long.
Feeling bored, he raised his eyes at the same time, and his eyes met those of Wei Su Shen. The other party could clearly see the flash in his eyes, and almost printed the words 'with bad intentions' on them.
"What do you want to do?" Wei Sushen asked.
Fang Shan spreads his hands: "Of course we should end this meaningless game as soon as possible."
After saying that, he looked at the crowd, and two basic exercises appeared out of thin air in his hand.
The girl who was close exclaimed: "Do you have a legendary space object?"
Fang Shan didn't answer. He deliberately showed off his appearance as a worldly expert and shook the booklet in his hand: "The price is low... No, the starting price is 100,000 yuan."
The so-called skills that came out of nowhere, coupled with his ungrateful appearance, caused no one to respond for a while.
After a while, the girl stepped forward to ask for his opinion: "Can you let me take a look first?"
Fang Shan handed it over generously.
The girl carefully flipped through the first few pages. It was similar to the exercises passed down from her family, but this one was more perfect: "Five Millions."
Being an honest girl, Fang Shan decided on the price without waiting for anyone else to ask for it.
The girl felt like she had found a treasure: "I'll add you as a friend and send the money over."
Everyone present was not short of money, so they bid on the remaining exercise book with the idea of trusting others.
Fang Shan watched calmly, and took the time to say to Wei Ye: "I'll give you two big boxes as a betrothal gift later."
Wei Ye was silent for a few seconds and looked at Wei Sushen.
Having long been accustomed to this kind of 'big scene', Wei Sushen said in a normal tone: "He has great personal charm."
As he spoke, he glanced at the little fat man and said, "Now, if you have any questions, ask them right away."
The little fat man shook his head. Just like doing math problems, he could only write down one solution. He didn't even bother to study the complicated process and even copy the answers.
After selling the skills, Fang Shan walked to the front and knocked on the edge of the projector: "My stuff is better than inheritance. Hurry up, next task."
The screen flickered for a moment. If it were a human being, its dissatisfaction would probably be palpable. It took a long time to publish again: Perceive the elements of heaven and earth, and understand your own spiritual roots.
The little fat man looked outside nervously. The elements were just metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Is it possible that he had to experience them one by one
Just as everyone was waiting for the notes after the mission to appear, Fang Shan took the first step and glanced at the girl who was standing still: "Mu Linggen."
Then he looked at the coffee shop owner: "Earth type."
His eyes turned to Wei Su Shen, and he rubbed his hands: "I'll feel your bones."
Just as he was about to move his hand up and down, the latter shouted from Father God and made him feel like a withered dried flower, and he lost interest.
After sighing and telling the attributes of the remaining people in turn, Fang Shan impatiently urged the screen again: "Release new tasks quickly."
This time, the projector did not display the writing as slowly as before, but instead resembled a TV set flashing with snowflakes.
Fang Shan: "It's been in disrepair for a long time, is it broken?"
The coffee shop owner said from an objective perspective: "Maybe I'm angry with you."
Rainy days are the best time to sleep, and Fang Shan doesn't want to let down the good time during thunderstorms: "If nothing happens, could you please send us back to our respective homes."
projector:"… "
"Are you here?" Fang Shan frowned: "If you are still alive, please move."
The walls of the conference room suddenly become distorted. This distortion is visible to the naked eye, but does not affect the solidity of the building.
The little fat man hid behind Wei Ye: "These are all deformed by anger."
Fang Shan corrected: "The environment we are in may be just an illusion."
There is no such thing as a humane term for being so angry that you become deformed.
No matter what Fang Shan said was reasonable, the smiles when others looked at him were hollow, and their silent steps away were equally vain.
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Fang Shan gave them the impression that he was a hidden boss. The standard configuration of a boss: he could dominate the world and not die, but the people around him would definitely be tricked to death.
The girl hugged the power tightly and tried to find comfort. The person was approaching the door, but she didn't dare to go out. Another girl followed her example and stood together with her to keep warm.
Only Wei Sushen was still standing next to Fang Shan. Although his temperament had nothing to do with being weak and pitiful, several looks towards him were filled with sympathy and admiration.
Wei Sushen was calm and composed, staring at the projector, waiting for the snowflakes on it to disappear.
The distortion of the building has not been restored. In the past five minutes, the screen finally returned to normal: it was detected that all tasks were completed and the transmission was about to begin—
3, 2, 1.
The last number disappears, and the scene in front of you changes again.
Nothing has changed in the living room, including the pendulum on the wall. Just like before the sudden change, the little fat man was still at the top of the stairs, maintaining a complaining expression.
"Come back?" The little fat man's pupils shrank unnaturally. In just a few breaths, he couldn't tell whether everything before was an illusion.
Fang Shan coughed slightly, interrupted his musings, and said seriously: "Actually, you are mentally unstable after playing games all night."
The little fat man suddenly realized: "So that's it."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Ye hit him on the head neither lightly nor hard.
The little fat man curled his lips. He also knew that Fang Shan's explanation was a bit far-fetched, but self-deception is a kind of talent, why waste it
Fang Shan stopped teasing her and looked at System 001 with a serious look: "Is this what you want to achieve?"
The man leaned back relaxedly on the sofa, as comfortable as if he were on his own territory: "I can't say it's done, it's just half of it."
The current situation is more like God is conducting an experiment, selecting those qualified people and asking them to try to drive the development of an era. It is hard to say whether they can succeed.
Not knowing how to evaluate System 001's actions, the two looked at each other in silence.
The little fat man suddenly interjected: "Actually, we can form a boy group that cultivates immortality."
As he spoke, he did not forget to point at his eldest brother, who has always been regarded as the favored son of heaven: "He is C."
Wei Sushen looked at him with eyes so cold that they could freeze.
The little fat man moved his mouth, and just when he was about to admit his mistake, there was a movement from the entrance.
Jiang Meiling took off her high heels and saw several people gathering together as soon as she entered the door, including an unfamiliar face.
The man stood up and said hello with thoughtful etiquette: "Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Zero One."
Jiang Meiling said hello with a smile, and looked at the others to evaluate who brought the man as a friend, and finally settled on Fang Shan.
"It's a former friend of mine." Fang Shan admitted.
Jiang Meiling smiled: "The temperament is very unique."
Although he looks ordinary, he inadvertently reveals a contradictory quality.
Seeing her inner evaluation, Fang Shan said calmly: "People are just like their names. They have zero surname and one first name. They are born with contradictions."
Jiang Meiling didn't understand the deeper meaning of this sentence, but System 001 was about to turn half black. She looked at Fang Shan and mouthed: Don't offend me.
Jiang Meiling's body still had a hint of coldness from the outside, and she shivered. Wei Ye handed over a towel, but she didn't take it, and half-smiled: "Have you come back after reflection?"
Wei Ye nodded slightly, thanking his cheating son for being kicked out for the first time this year.
Jiang Meiling didn't care about the accident last time. She poured a cup of hot tea to ward off the cold. During this period, her beautiful eyebrows inadvertently frowned: "There was something strange on the road today."
The thunder and lightning in the sky seemed to be alive, and the angle of each flash was quite tricky.
The little fat man said quickly: "Maybe someone is cultivating immortality."
Wei Sushen glanced over with warning eyes and immediately shut up.
Jiang Meiling saw their private actions and looked at Wei Ye: "I'll wait for you upstairs."
The little fat man deliberately lowered his voice: "Dad, how are you going to explain?"
Wei Ye walked straight past him without answering.
The little fat man clasped his hands together and prayed that the other party would not be kicked out of the house just after he came back.
Too many things happened tonight. After making my wish, I felt dizzy and went upstairs to rest.
The number of people in the living room has been reduced by half, so there is no need to worry too much about speaking accordingly.
Fang Shan poked Wei Su Shen's waistline: "If the spiritual energy can really be revived, should the host consider starting a sect?"
The words were three-quarters sincere and seven-quarters joking.
After hearing this, Wei Sushen thought carefully and said for a long time: "The scale is too small."
Fang Shan was stunned.
Wei Sushen: "I think Heavenly Court is good."
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The author has something to say: Fang Shan: I want you to start a sect and make you the ancestor, but you say you want to be the Emperor of Heaven!
Wei Sushen: We still have to have dreams.
It’s almost coming to an end—thank you to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: Ke, a beautiful love thank you for the flower city;
Thanks to the little angels who threw [landmines]: any name, Ke, Once upon a time there was a mouse, Yanxi hehehe, sonic 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:
10 bottles of Kaka, Anjiu, calista, condensed milk cheese biscuits; 6 bottles of random names; 5 bottles of Mingming; 4 bottles of Renfecaomu; 3 bottles of Qilue Gongzi; 2 bottles of maple syrup mixed with osmanthus sugar; Beibei, 1 bottle of Jingxi and Muche;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!