Chapter 594 You play me! (25)
After sighing with emotion, Ye Zi asked curiously: "Now I know that you two have unique skills that are astonishing to everyone, but why do you two do such a thing?"
"Actually, it's nothing. I just want to deceive people for fun." Zhang Ting said frankly, "I can deceive everyone one by one. And the deceivers are all Demon Sect monks, so there is no psychological burden. It's fun while testing the limits here, why not Why?”
"Don't forget what you promised me. You'll let them burn the mountain until the end." Liu Xiaoqiang reminded.
"Don't worry, brotherhood lasts forever. If I say I'll help you burn the mountain, I'll help you burn the mountain." Zhang Ting said, patting his chest.
Looking at the two people talking nonsense, Ye Zi didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only say nonchalantly: "There are mountains near Taoyuan Town, but there are no trees."
"Don't worry, it will be available soon." Zhang Ting said firmly.
"...Okay. But I still have a question. What is the method to control the mark and leave a message? Why haven't I tried it yet?"
Zhang Ting and Liu Xiaoqiang looked at each other, and after confirming that Ye Zi would not tell anyone, they explained in a low voice: "In fact, there is no corresponding method."
"...What!" Ye Zi was shocked.
"Keep your voice down!" Zhang Ting said dissatisfied, "The two of us have experimented. One of the prerequisites for the mark to be visible is that there is no magic power. When monks see things, they will involuntarily bring magic power with them, and then see the aura of magic power. But this mark uses polarizing technology, which makes it invisible to people with magic power, and can only be seen without magic power.”
Ye Zi stayed for a long time and asked in disbelief: "Is it that simple? Did we think it was some amazing magical power or magic before?"
"The great path to simplicity, many things are actually that simple. When we first entered Wanfa Sect, we knew that there is no distinction between high and low in magic. As long as it is applied properly, simple magic can also exert wonderful uses."
Ye Zi felt itchy from the top of his neck, and his brain, which had not been used for a long time, began to work at high speed, making him realize that the two people in front of him were even more demonic.
Swallowing his saliva, he asked in a low voice: "The words on the square are..."
"The two of us do it, and all the content is sent regularly. We will also take turns to leave here and go outside to repair it. This kind of thing is used a lot outside now. Many small anchors use this method to gain popularity and then cheat Reward from the sponsor.”
"...Can you still play like this? Wait, so all the sarcastic language was written by you?"
"That's right, they were all written by us. How about it? It's very literary, isn't it?"
Looking at the proud Zhang Ting, Ye Zi found that the lower limit of the two people in front of him was really unfathomable, and it was completely beyond his comprehension.
Moreover, the two of them really understand the Demon Sect very well, and all the contents are directed in the direction that will make the Demon Lord angry.
When people get angry, they lose their minds and fall into the trap of others, and then they do whatever they want.
After drinking a glass of wine, he was extremely glad that he chose to cooperate with Zhang Ting instead of fighting against them.
Otherwise, even if he is an old devil, he will probably be killed.
After a full bottle of wine was drunk, Ye Zi would have been drunk in the past, but today he knew too many things, which made him sober.
Putting down the glass, he whispered: "Then what are you going to do next? Are you going to trick them into planting trees?"
"Don't worry, play with them." Zhang Ting rubbed his hands and said excitedly.
Although he looks cute on the outside, Ye Zi feels that Zhang Ting is a shameless old devil on the inside, and his level of despicability is even worse than his own.
Swallowing his saliva, Ye Zi asked: "How do you want to play?"
"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's trick them into letting themselves go in the game. If they don't wear clothes, there is a chance of stimulating mana."
"This is a good idea." Liu Xiaoqiang nodded and said, "I already want to see if those demons will take off their clothes because they yearn for magic! When I think that I can peel off their self-esteem bit by bit in this way, I I’m so excited!” “Sure enough, you understand me, brother!”
After giving Liu Xiaoqiang a slap in the face, the two began to discuss the details excitedly, which made Ye Zi feel uncomfortable all over.
Sure enough, being able to enter the Heavenly Prison means that you are not despicable enough.
Like the two people in front of me, if they were Demon Sect monks, they would definitely be the first ones to be cut into pieces.
Silently spreading the rumors, Ye Zi saw groups of monks beginning to follow nature in the game, walking on the streets, and then constantly entering and exiting the game to explore the true meaning of mana.
In the square, the content of the text also increased.
Wuji Demon Lord: [The method of not wearing clothes is really effective, but it is a pity that only those with profound cultivation and tenacious Taoist hearts have the opportunity to activate it. Although I betrayed my appearance, I still gained supreme magic power. As long as you continue to accumulate, you will be able to get out of trouble soon. 】
Organic Little Devil: [Congratulations, Master! Congratulations, Master! Following Master's method, I also succeeded! But Master, although we have successfully obtained mana, how can we increase our mana and leave here? 】
Demon Lord Wuji: [Aren’t there still these trashes who can’t even take off their clothes? As long as they cannot obtain magic power for a day, they will always be my beasts of burden, providing us with the resources for practice! Ah, this feeling, I can feel that there is a little jerk who is jealous and hates me, but what can you do? Go home and drink your goat's milk. 】
The Supreme Being of Ten Thousand Dharmas: [Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me! Before, I could only watch other people chatting, but now I can join in! The technique of stripping is indeed wonderful, and the principles are so profound and profound that people cannot forget it. 】
Looking at the chat content that was constantly scrolling in the square, the monks nearby bit their lips with hatred and stared at the words in the square, with their hearts bleeding.
The leader of Xuantian Sect was also among them.
He hadn't felt anything before, but it felt like a sharp knife had been thrust into his chest, making his breath smell like blood.
His companion Fatty was also drooling with envy, pulling on his clothes and asking: "Boss, what should I do? Should we also take off our clothes in the game?"
"...Go on. Wait!"
Stopping the fat man who was about to touch the mark, the leader said seriously: "You take it off too."
"What?"
"Take it off now!"
"No, in public, why should I take off my clothes!"
"I have escaped in the game, but I can't get the mana even if I live or die. I speculate that the stimulation may not be enough to stimulate my own sense of shame, so I can't get the mana."
"Then take it off now!"
"You try it first. If it works, I'll take it off. If it doesn't work, I'll think about it again."
"Boss, no one will follow you like this! Think about your ideals and ambitions! Show us your majesty as a leader and show us!"
Seeing the fat man suddenly speaking sharply out of self-esteem, the leader's eyes widened, and then he sneered.
Pointing at the fat man, he said coldly: "I am a monk with yellow veins. I order you to take off your clothes now."
"Damn it. That's all, I won't pretend anymore! I am a Xuan Zi Pulse cultivator, just one level older than you. Take off your clothes!"
Looking at the fat man who suddenly revealed his identity, the leader was dumbfounded.
Good boy, you play me!
(End of chapter)