Chapter 301 Harvesting Special 8
Xining waited, but Muyan refused to say anything. It seems that if she doesn't ask, she won't tell.
What's so pretentious? In order to cooperate, Xining had to ask: "What is possible?"
Muyan said with a bit of pride: "He is just another reaper."
When Xining heard this, he laughed: "Didn't you understand? The other reaper is similar in stature to Han Lichen, but his body has several times more muscles. If all the flesh on Han Lichen's body was removed, it would not be enough for two people. An arm.”
One is a successful man in a suit and tie, while the other is a street fighter in a black vest. Their bodies are too different.
"That's because you didn't pay attention to this aspect. My own special ability has allowed me to collect information in this area for many years." Muyan said with a bit of disdain: "Reapers are not the same. Some reapers only harvest strength. Some reapers will harvest the opponent's special abilities together, while some reapers harvest power in order to maintain a special and more powerful special ability of their own."
I saw Xining's face coming towards him and looking at him curiously: "What type are you?"
It made Muyan dumbfounded: Miss, are we familiar? You must know that our current relationship is just a cooperative relationship. When the crisis is resolved, we will still kill people and silence them.
Muyan looked towards the sky, pretending to see and hear nothing. Continued: "During the harvest, some people will remain the same, some people will even become devils. And some people's bodies will..."
Xining's eyes lit up: "Sudden increase!"
"Yes!" Muyan snapped her fingers: "It could be muscles, blood, or height."
The question came again, and Xining frowned slightly: "He is already the director of the National Security Department. If something happens during the exam, he will definitely be dismissed. Why would he do this again?"
Muyan thought for a while: "Either he wants to be the overlord, and this director can no longer satisfy his appetite; or, his identity is fake. It is not difficult to get a work permit. Just buy a computer and a printer. Anyone can do it”
Thinking about it, that seems to be the case, and it feels more and more like it is.
Xining suddenly felt that his original decision was so wise and powerful, and patted Muyan on the shoulder: "Okay, handsome guy, he is in this business after all, and he has experience."
Is this a compliment or a sarcasm? Muyan smiled bitterly, but the matter still had to be solved: "What should we do now?"
He raised his hand and shook the paper in his hand: "Are you still here?"
The security guard took the paper, read it up and down several times, and finally reluctantly gave the key to Muyan: "There is a house number on the key, look for it yourself."
When Xining and Muyan turned around to find the villa, they heard the security guard muttering behind them: "Women nowadays are so powerful. I didn't expect that they would pass."
Living here means passing the first test... After working on it for a long time, I still think she got it by opening the back door.
After finding the villa, Muyan looked around: "It's really close."
It is less than ten meters away from Han Lichen's house, but this distance is not close to each other. There are two buildings in the middle.
Muyan opened the door with the key and turned her head towards the door: "Please!"
Xining looked inside and said, "We're not going in."
Muyan raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you afraid that I will eat you?"
"I'm really afraid that you'll eat me!" Xining answered truthfully: "Although my abilities are very poor, the meat on the mosquito's legs is also meat. Maybe you can't help it and use me as a toothpick before the afternoon is over. Meat.”
Muyan: "You don't trust me like that?" Xining looked at him like this: "Anyway, a man and a woman live in the same house, either eating or sleeping. In order not to create conditions for you to commit crimes, you should live on your own. ”
Muyan couldn't help but laugh: "If everyone is as vigilant as you, I really have no chance."
"You also said that not only fifty but also a hundred people died in your hands, right?" Xining subconsciously looked outside the community: "There are still two hours, should we wait for others to decide our life or death, or should we do it ourselves?" Try harder?”
Of course... Muyan closed the door without saying a word and carried her to the candidates' common area.
Xining combed her bird's nest-like hair, and Muyan went to change her clothes. Muyan touched the injury on her face, and after wiping away the blood, only a few scratches were left. He pulled his hair down a bit to cover the big green bump on his forehead, and he looked a little bit more like his usual dressed-up and sanctimonious self.
It’s time to have lunch. Meals are ordered in the community and the pay is higher than in the public area for candidates, and they are delivered to the door. But Xining still went to the dining spot in the public area, and the two of them walked together.
On the way, Muyan asked: "Will Han Lichen be suspicious?"
"If there is something wrong in your heart, you will definitely be suspicious." Xining curled his lips: "Just say that we like the excitement, and it turns out that the things in the house still need to be moved. Anyway, after this afternoon, either I watch you die, or we We can also have dinner together.”
Muyan thought for a while and sneered: "How many meals are there for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?"
"That's right!" Xining was very calm and determined. If he died anyway, Muyan was more nervous than she was. She bared her teeth and smiled at him: "I can't die until I get out of this place."
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Muyan smiled knowingly this time, just to save her life for now.
When we reached the dining area, more than 200 candidates had already arrived. After queuing up to receive their meals, they found a place to sit. But more people are willing to hold burgers and stand together in twos and threes to chat.
Xining gave up Chinese food and chose hamburgers and cola fries. He walked wherever there were many people.
Muyan followed, confused: "Why don't you leave when the place is so empty? Why do you always squeeze into crowded places?"
Xining bit into his burger: "If I said that a reaper would come out in less than two hours and kill everyone, would anyone believe it?"
Muyan replied: "Of course not!" Otherwise, why would they try their best to find the person in charge of the organizer?
Xining nodded and scanned the people here, hoping to find what he wanted: "Just like telling me that you are a reaper, no one will believe it."
Muyan smiled unconsciously: "Can you not mention this?"
Xining blanked him: "There are one or two people who believe it. There is a special ability called mind reading. As long as they can understand us, they will believe it!"
Muyan suddenly realized: "You want to find them and tell everyone through their mouths?"
"Yes! What they say is more trustworthy than what we say." Xining continued to walk around the huge restaurant. People who can read minds will definitely make others believe it, because if they don't believe it, they can make the other party completely trust them by telling them one or two more private things.
Muyan nodded: "Well, yes, it's a good idea. You are smarter than I thought."
As I was walking, someone finally turned their head, it was a woman. When she looked at Muyan, her eyes suddenly tightened.
She must be the one she needs to find, so Xining walked over with Muyan. The closer they got, the more certain they became. The woman nervously watched them approach with a defensive posture and expression.
(End of chapter)