Chapter 221 Look How Happy He Is Smiling!

"One piece."

"Ninety thousand."

"Bang!"

"Riichi!"

Amid the hustle and bustle, a dozen salted fish zombies with rancid smells all over their bodies were sitting in front of several tables, smoking, picking their feet, drinking beer, and playing mahjong.

Seeing Huai Shi come in, some people looked back.

"Ah, the new team leader is here?"

"You look very young. It's over. I'm afraid my performance will not be good today."

"There's no salary anyway, so performance doesn't matter."

"Damn, did you just steal my card?"

"Is this card yours? If you call it, will it answer your call?"

"You guys really taught me a lesson about your shortcomings!"

"Grandson, come on!"

Before the greetings were finished, several zombies started fighting each other. You pulled out my neck, and I kicked your waist off. For a moment, the broken limbs rolled on the ground, making Huai Shi's eyes roll. The pieces fell off.

They all really have unique skills!

I'm afraid these guys are not here to be beaten specifically. They can't even be beaten to death...

At any rate, this group of people still knew the rules. After the fight, they came over one by one to get to know Huai Shi, explained their job positions, and said that if you have anything to do, you can ask them at any time. If it can be completed, we will see the situation. If it can't be completed, it will depend on the situation. Don't even think about it...

In the corner, there were two zombies reading pornographic magazines and chatting with each other: "Santuchuan has opened a new pinball shop. How about we go and check it out after get off work?"

"No, Riko hasn't been feeling well these past two days. I have to bring two kilograms of fresh meat back."

"Are you pregnant again?"

"Yeah, the third one."

"congratulations……"

After hearing this, Huai Shi doubted her life. God is fucking pregnant. Brother, you are a zombie!

The two people chatted happily.

"Taro is four years old this year."

"Yes." The fat zombie turned back to look at Huai Shi, "Team leader, you haven't seen the group photo of my family yet, have you?"

As he said that, he took out a photo of his wife and children from his pocket and showed it to him, "I am fat now, which was not the case when I was thin. Look, I smile so happily."

Huai Shi took a closer look and saw a couple holding two black children in the photo.

"..."

Damn it, these colleagues are totally unreliable...

Huai Shi had a headache that was about to explode.

How can we fight with such a group of teammates on the stand?

He had read the regulations when he came here. The Evil Spirit Castle project can support four tourists at a time. It is still half an hour before the park opens... In other words, when the park opens, Huaishi will immediately become a The BOSS of the four-player dungeon is waiting for someone to brush it.

No matter how weak a group of Ascendants is, there are only four of them. If they are not careful, the boat will capsize, and as a result, they will end up with such a bunch of crap. This is not a part-time job, this is a boy giving away points!

Huai Shi sighed, and finally asked seriously: "How do you usually send... ahem, how do you work?"

The zombie at the front raised his hand and replied: "Sit at the workstation, wait for people to come in, go up and take a bite, and try not to let people run away."

It seemed that his work attitude was okay. Huai Shi nodded and asked another question:

"What if I run away?"

Another zombie raised his hand: "Then sit back and wait for the next one."

Okay, are these all dogs...

"I'll think of a way."

Huai Shi scratched her hair, tried to use her brain, and walked around the castle.

As for the atmosphere, it's okay. Although the traps are a bit cliche, they are still barely usable. The various forks and false doors are also decently made, so it can be called a maze.

But I can't stop people...

Huaishi went around for a while, came back, looked at the salted fish zombies in the lounge, and suddenly asked: "Can zombies get sick?"

"Huh?" The zombies looked around each other in astonishment, shaking their heads in unison: "No way... After all, they are all dead. They haven't even had a cold in so many years."

"That's a good feeling."

Huai Shi's eyes suddenly lit up. Looking at the dozen salted fish zombies smoking, picking their feet and playing cards here was like looking at a dozen nutrient-rich petri dishes.

After thinking for a while, he casually squeezed an iron cup, about the size of a beer glass, then took out a knife and cut his hand, watching as his own faint cyan blood flowed in. After it was almost done, he smeared some silver blood on it. Potions act as band-aids.

It happened that he had knocked down a lot of trees on the way here, so he overdid it, so he treated it as a blood donation.

A cup full of blood with an ominous aura was gently rippling in the cup. Under the infusion of Huai Shi's reckless source of blood, countless strains that were invisible to the naked eye grew crazily from it...

Huaishi was afraid that it would not be enough, so she rubbed two handfuls of calamity ashes and sprinkled them in, causing the liquid in the cup to turn pitch black instantly.

Finally, he took out the Spear of Compassion and sprinkled dozens of grams of dragon blood into it.

A brush sound.

The blood in the entire cup instantly became turbulent, bubbling as if boiling.

"Drink, this is my happy water."

Huai Shi picked up the cup, placed it in front of them, and smiled: "Come on, hurry up, take a sip each of them, and you will be happy after drinking."

Under Huai Shi's instigation, many zombies poured into their stomachs the happy water that did not look very happy, and then instantly became happy.

"Oh oh oh, I feel the power!!!"

"So happy... This is the feeling of growing up..."

"I, I... I'm even worse!"

"I have an extra head..."

Catalyzed by the almost alchemical poison-like virus liquid, many zombies were instantly dyed green, looking extremely harmonious, with mushrooms growing out of their heads.

In the moist and rotting bodies, the strains grew happily, splitting and spreading rapidly like dandelions, instantly turning the zombies into poisonous corpses.

According to Huai Shi's observation, it seems that everyone's poison is different. People with blood type A are suffering from smallpox, those with blood type B are suffering from hell flu, and those with type O blood are acting in all kinds of strange ways. Mushrooms, and a zombie with sunflowers growing on its head...

In the short transformation, time has passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, an alarm sounded outside. In a few minutes, the 'tourists' will be entering the park, and the game is about to begin...

"Okay, cheer up, go to work, go to work!"

Huai Shi urged the listless zombies to hurry up and get ready to work, "Do you remember where your work stations are?"

"I'm in the library."

"I'm in the kitchen."

"I'm going to the lobby."

"I'm going to take a walk..."

One by one, the zombies dragged their steps slowly and feebly towards the depths of the castle. In the end, only the last skinny old zombie was left sitting on a chair in the lounge.

Among all the zombies, he is particularly rotten. His flesh is almost gone. He looks very old. He is more like a skeleton than a zombie. He simply falls apart when touched...

You have already come to work at this level. You are so hard-working and love your job, uncle!

Huai Shi looked at him with awe and admiration and asked, "What are you responsible for?"

The old zombie raised his head with a bang, stiffly showed a flattering smile, and raised the eighty-year-old newspaper in his hand: "Read... the newspaper..."

Fine.

The corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched. Why are there office bullies among zombies? Black-hearted capitalists are so scary...

By the way, why is this old man still standing at his job at such an old age? Does he have a job? Reading newspapers here every day is boring, right?

He sighed and pointed to the table: "Then you stay here."

"What should I do if someone...comes in...?"

Huaishi looked at him for a long time. Although he looked scary, he didn't look like he could fight well. He might have fallen apart on the spot as soon as he rushed forward and was kicked.

When the contestant beats the old man live on live broadcast, it will be a human tragedy... It will cause disharmony.

"Then just play mahjong with them."

Huai Shi thought for a while and brought him another set of mahjong. No matter whether it was useful or not, it was just used as a tactic to deceive the enemy.

In order to enhance the atmosphere, he also stuffed the indoor humidifier that was a few years old under his buttocks and put in a few handfuls of ashes. After plugging it in, the gray mist slowly rose from the old zombie's mouth. It looks like ascending to heaven.

The eerie and terrifying place is filled with the aura of BOSS!

"Work together!"

Huai Shi clapped her hands and listened to the increasingly urgent siren outside the castle. She waved her hand and lowered the switch in the lounge. In an instant, darkness struck and swallowed everything.

Only the castle door burst open.

Amid the groans of the zombies, the Evil Spirit Castle officially opened.

The next moment, countless figures fell from the sky.

[Resurrection Mission—Clear the Kitten Paradise within eight hours. 】

[Customs clearance reward: Restore qualifications, please explore the remaining rewards by yourself]

In an instant, thousands of Ascended Ones who had sunk into nightmares woke up screaming and found themselves standing on the square.

The contestants who were kicked out on the first day were pulled into this paradise specially prepared for the Easter competition and became one of the countless tourists.

Immediately afterwards, countless information was poured into their consciousness from the system panel...

Second chances and next-level opportunities.

For both the losers and the contestants hosting the park project, there's no doubt this is a challenge worth risking everything on.

Unlike those cannon fodders who rush forward and rush into any project at will, those who have brains among the challengers basically stay where they are, seizing the time to read the thick project introduction in their hands at a glance. After reading the book, I began to carefully select the projects I wanted to choose.

In the book, it contains a brief introduction to all the ‘play’ items in the Kitten Paradise.

Depending on the difficulty of the play items, the conditions required to clear the park are also different. Some high-difficulty items only require one to clear, while some items marked as low-difficulty threats often require four or five to be cleared. , in order to save enough progress bar to clear the level.

The talented and daring challenger started by throwing out the three quick challenge tickets in his hand, directly skipping the contestants in front of him, and locked in the most difficult ones: thundering through the mountains, the pit in the center of the earth, and the roller coaster of death. Wait for the project, intending to reduce risks and clear the level in one go.

After all, you only have one life, and no matter how low the threat level is, the project may overturn when faced with a well-positioned host. It is far better to complete the project in one go.

And when someone saw the inconspicuous line of small words at the end of the introduction, their eyes instantly lit up.

——After killing the host, not only can you get the qualification to participate, but you can also inherit the host’s clearance progress and all equipment?

Soon, amid various calculations and trade-offs, the challengers embarked on the path of their choice either with confidence or with uneasiness.

With the boiling flow of people rushing in all directions, the Kitty Paradise slowly started to move like a bloody meat grinder.

Amidst the constant faint whines, under the gray-black sky, this place turned into a devil's cave.

And Huai Shi heard the sound of pushing the door open.

The weak chicken author who is so weak that even a dog cannot carry it has finished the second update and is asking for votes with tears in his eyes.