My Weird Life

  Chapter 40 The Bloody Contract

   As Su Wu expected, bringing the unlit black candle directly into reality was indeed an act of death.

   He dismissed the idea.

   Exiting the simulator, Su Wu relaxed and leaned on the backrest.

   His eyes flickered, recalling the various experiences of the last simulation.

   "One of the end rewards this time is 'Empty the corpse of the corpse's trick', and this reward is quite generous.

   But the reward is not the main thing.

  The most important thing is that after the corpse is emptied, the corpse will temporarily lose its lethality. "

   "At that time, I directly released most of the power in the ghost's hand, and the ghost's hand instantly became huge and swept away all the corpses.

   This method is simple, direct and effective.

   In addition to this method, if you want to destroy more than 200 corpses in an instant, unless you have a large-scale destructive weapon - although you can set a large number of corpses on fire with fire, you can't kill them in an instant.

  So, is it possible to use the giant ghost hand in real life?

  Empty all corpses simply and directly? "

   The dark arm groped for a pen in the darkness, and ten fingers kept moving the pen barrel.

   After throwing the barrel out and picking it up again and again, the pen was finally moved and twirled between ten jet-black fingers.

  Su Wu looked at the pen twirling on his fingertips, and his thoughts settled: "The main reason why most of the power of the ghost hand is triggered to make it huge, which will cause my life force to be completely exhausted, is that I don't fit well with the ghost hand.

  If the fit reaches 50%, and I use this move again, I should be seriously injured, but not immediately die.

   If there is a 70% fit, it may only reduce my lifespan significantly, but I will not suffer significant injuries myself.

  If there is a 100% fit, using this trick will definitely cause minimal damage. "

   "So, the premise for me to use this trick is to improve the fit between myself and the ghost hand, at least to more than 70%!"

   He called up the specific introduction panel of Ghost Hand.

   Look at the last item.

   Fit with the host itself: 26.8%.

   The previous fit was 26.7%. Just after he was thinking about it and turning the pen with a ghost hand, this figure was raised by 0.1%!

   This shows that not only suffering can improve the fit of the ghost hand with yourself, but even some targeted training on a daily basis can also improve this proficiency!

   No matter how small the improvement is, it is also an improvement!

  Su Wu immediately got up and walked into the living room, and took out a box from under the coffee table.

   sat back in the room again, he opened the box, and there were a few **** of wool and a pair of sweater needles in it.

   Don't ask how a normal single male could have such a thing at home.

   In the dark, Su Wu's left hand cooperated with the ghost's hand, stumbling and knitting a sweater.

  …

15th.

   Office Building No. 9, Lantau Bay, Mingzhou City.

  The afterglow of the sunset shines through the glass window into the office of the boss of Boyu Company.

  Huang Zhicheng sat upright behind the large begonia-colored solid wood desk.

   He is nearly 30 years old, and his hairline has moved back seriously. Even if he sits on a chair with his back straight, he can't hold the 'swimming ring' under his clothes.

   Opposite him, the boss of Boyu Company, 'Lin Guangyuan', who is in his forties, is still tall and straight, his hair is meticulously arranged, and the whole person looks capable and handsome, looking much younger than Huang Zhicheng.

  Lin Guangyuan pushed a document to Huang Zhicheng, and smiled kindly: "Zhicheng, from the company's inception to the present, you have witnessed it all the way and made great contributions to the company.

   This is an equity incentive agreement, please sign it.

   is also the company's affirmation of you! "

   Equity incentive agreement? !

   Suddenly called by the boss to the office, Huang Zhicheng was still very nervous.

   At his age, it rarely ends well if he is called to talk alone by a boss or boss.

   I didn't expect to have such good luck.

   His fingers trembled slightly, and he opened the folder in front of him. Sure enough, he saw the five ink characters of the equity agreement on the white A4 paper.

   I don't know if it was because he was too excited, so that the five words were a little vague.

   For a moment, those ink characters seemed to turn into wriggling black human figures.

  Huang Zhicheng squeezed his eyes, and the handwriting on the paper returned to normal.

   was more certain that he had hallucinated before, he no longer hesitated, opened the cover, and read the contract terms one by one.

  Boom! Bang bang!

   He heard his heart pounding.

   The ink characters on the paper turned into clumps of threads, twisting and intertwining with each other, slowly sketching into a black hole.

   On the other side of the black hole, Lin Guangyuan looked at him with a smile: "Zhiyou, if there is no problem, bookmark the agreement."

"Yes Yes!"

   Huang Zhicheng woke up like a dream, quickly turned to the last pages of the contract, picked up a pen handed by the boss, and solemnly wrote his name on the signature.

  Red ink smudges on the page.

   A chill surged from the soles of Huang Zhicheng's feet, quickly pushing the blood all over his body to his right hand - the pen held in his right hand.

   As a result, the blood spread more and more on the page, and gradually dyed the entire page red.

   The ink characters on the paper were soaked with blood, and they all wriggled, turning into human figures struggling and howling in the blood river.

   "You voluntarily sign this contract and sell me everything you own."

   "I pay you the right to work for me forever for free."

   "The contract has come into effect."

   As Lin Guangyuan's voice fell, a large amount of blood-red gas poured out of Huang Zhicheng's eyes, ears, nose, and nose, which were poured into the folder in front of him.

   In Huang Zhicheng's eyes, in the river of blood on the paper, the struggling human figures reached out and grabbed them—

   In an instant, he was caught by those pair of palms and dragged into the river of blood!

  In the office.

   An ordinary blue folder lay quietly on the desktop.

   Huang Zhicheng, who was supposed to be sitting on the chair, disappeared, only his clothes were piled up on the chair.

   A pair of thin, age-spotted palms stretched out from the sleeves of the suit and picked up the folder.

   Lin Guangyuan, who was sitting on the boss chair, looked very old at that moment.

   It seems that he suddenly changed from a shrewd and capable man who was in his prime to an old man who is stubbornly old.

And as he opened the folder, a blood-colored airflow rushed out of it and poured into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making his spirit and appearance instantly younger, even much younger than before. !

In the    folder, there is no trace of the 'Equity Incentive Agreement'.

   There is only one dark red, leather-like page.

   There is a lot of distorted text on it that normal people can't understand.

   Only the last line can be understood by ordinary people.

   That is a number: 500.

   "With another five hundred people, I'll be completely free..." Lin Guangyuan's voice was slightly relaxed.

   (end of this chapter)