Chapter 205 Thanks for keeping your hands
Ninth Street, in front of the newsstand.
Su Ming was reading a detective novel, waiting for dawn to arrive.
He didn't know that something unexpected had happened on Zhanshen's side.
After all, he was just going through the dungeon in advance, and his perspective was mainly about himself.
Therefore, even if he tried his best to understand the dungeon as deeply as possible and obtain more comprehensive information, he still had no choice but to completely exhaust everything in the dungeon.
He can only do his best and make everything the best.
After all, he is only a human being, not a god. Even if he is a god, he cannot be truly omniscient and omnipotent.
Black Death and the more powerful Brother Ba were also trapped in the white room before and could not escape.
In fact, he made these things clear in advance.
If you follow yourself, you can get benefits, but you may also encounter dangers.
Finally, the night passed.
The pale full moon sets again, the sun rises, and the entire abandoned street becomes brighter.
All kinds of ghosts and monsters in the streets also disappeared.
About half of the fifty or sixty ghosts who came to participate in the battle for wealth were now reduced.
Among them, some died on the ghosts on the streets at night, and some died in the hands of other ghosts who participated in the battle and were robbed of their wealth points.
Looking at the final list, some ghosts were surprised to find that there were actually two less powerful ghosts among the living ghosts!
"Swordsman Ghost and Crazy Fighter Ghost are also participating in this battle! Why are there no names for them?"
"Is it possible that they all died in this battle?"
"That's not the case. The two of them are quite powerful ghosts. When I saw them participating in the battle, I was so scared that I almost quit."
"Me too, but in the end I still couldn't bear to part with the tickets, so I could only hide as much as possible, but luckily I didn't hit them."
"Speaking of which, this living person named Miracle Master is really outrageous. He actually got more than 50,000 wealth points!"
"Could it be that the swordsman ghost and the mad warrior ghost died in his hands?"
"It's really scary! Fortunately, I controlled myself at the time and didn't get carried away by the number and attack this fierce man."
"This is the first time I have seen such a strong living person!"
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The ghosts present were observing Su Ming, as if they were looking at rare animals in a zoo.
It was already dawn, and according to the rules of Gray City, fighting was not allowed during the day.
If it were night, they would not dare to linger in front of each other, and one would definitely run faster than the other.
The mighty ghost filled his Dantian with energy and shouted loudly: "I declare! The 603rd Wealth Competition has come to a successful conclusion!"
"This time, the champion we compete for is-Miracle Master!!"
"He is the first living person to win the championship! He also broke the previous record of earning wealth points in a single game!"
"Let us congratulate him together and applaud warmly!!"
Bang bang bang bang——
Warm applause broke out.
Mighty Ghost presented him with the prize for first place in the field.
There are three pale golden round pills in total.
Mighty Ghost introduced: "This is the latest concentrated version of Mighty Ghost Pill launched by Mr. Caiqigui."
"Every time you take one pill, the ghost becomes stronger and stronger, as if he has been reborn! The effect is more than five times that of the standard version of the ghost pill!"
After hearing this introduction, the ghosts present looked at the five pills with deep heat in their eyes.
The standard version of Menggui Daliwan is already a very good product, and it can be sold for a sky-high price in hard currency.
Now there is a condensed version.
If you can get it yourself, that would be so exciting!
They looked at Su Ming and thought to themselves, you are a living person, and the pills you take from this ghost are probably useless.
They all thought about whether they could pay some price and get one from him.
Of course, this will have to wait until the mighty ghost has finished speaking.
He was still distributing prizes for second and third place, and was still saying some nonsense and advocating for wealth.
afterwards.
Su Ming rejected these ghosts' request to buy medicine.
This is a bunch of poor people who can't get what they want.
Even if they were sold, none of the concentrated version of Menggui Daliwan would be worth anything.
Soon, all the materials he exchanged were delivered.
Su Ming put these precious materials into his backpack.
Say goodbye to Mighty Ghost: "Thank you for your help, Mighty Ghost, we will meet again." Mighty Ghost laughed: "Haha! You are too polite! We are all our own people, so we should help you."
"You will also work under Mr. Cai Qi Gui in the future. There will definitely be many opportunities for us to meet in the future."
Su Ming thought that he probably had no chance to deal with the money ghost.
Although the wealth ghost is a good boss, he has a very useful ability and can unite other ghosts.
But alas, he stood in his own way.
If Cai Qi Gui, the prince of the Cai Qi family, was still alive, it would be impossible for him to become the lord of this gray city.
Get on the bus and return to Street 3.
Climb up the vertical floor and come to the door of room 404.
He took out the key, opened the security door, and walked in.
At this time, it was almost nine o'clock in the morning.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
By this time, Station God should have woken up.
"Standing God, I'm back."
There was no movement.
Su Ming realized that the situation seemed a little bad.
When he came to Zhanshenmen, he noticed that the door of bedroom No. 1 was covered with traces of being scratched.
Something happened!
Su Ming's heart sank.
The door is locked.
He gathered enough strength and kicked forward fiercely.
Touch——
With a loud noise, the bedroom door was kicked open by him.
The pungent fishy smell came from the shop.
The bed, cabinets, and incandescent lamps had all been chopped to pieces and were completely in disgrace.
Arms, legs, head, torso...
Various human body parts are scattered in the middle.
There are two heads in total, and there are two sets of various parts.
These two heads looked familiar to Su Ming.
It was the players who came in to challenge this dungeon before. Before entering the dungeon, he had seen their photos.
Su Ming scanned the room.
In the end, it was discovered that the station god was holding the black long knife tightly and leaning against the corner, his head drooping, his body covered with scars, and his whole body motionless.
Dead?
No, not yet.
After getting closer, Su Ming noticed that his chest was still rising and falling slightly.
Apparently, he fainted.
After Su Ming got close, he patted his face to try to wake him up: "Wake up, stand still, wake up, it's dawn."
The station god's eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened his eyes.
After seeing Su Ming, the first thing he said was: "Good morning, boss!"
Then, he started to grin: "Hiss--it hurts me to death!"
"There are actually two grandsons hiding under the bed and sneaking up on me, an old player, at night. They really don't have martial ethics."
"I know both of those two grandsons. Although I don't know them well, they are more or less comrades-in-arms. They are really ruthless!"
"Although I have become a ghost, I can't treat my old friends like this, right?"
"Fortunately, grandpa, I am more skilled, so I finally managed..."
As he spoke, he slowly stopped and seemed to realize something.
"...Speaking of which, last night, they seemed to be holding back a bit."
"Otherwise, I might be dead now..."
He looked at the two corpses scattered in the room, with a bit of sadness on his face.
The station god whispered: "Last night, thank you for holding back and sparing my life..."
"You are not my grandson, you are my grandfather!"
"After I go back this time, I will visit your family again..."
(End of chapter)