Chapter 362 Heat Maker (monthly pass 1300 plus more!)

   "Tools are easy to find."

   "There are a lot of them in the Ten Demon Sects."

   "Choose a disciple randomly and plant an idea in him."

   "The other party will naturally draw my Dharma, as a visualization map, and spread it in the weird world."

   "Wait! No need to bother."

"I can directly order a large number of disciples to promote my Dharma image as a visualization map in the strange world. I am the suzerain of the Ten Demon Sect, and I have the right to do so. I also have the motivation to do so." Ke Xiaoliang shook his head. Shaking his head, he felt that his consciousness still hadn't fully kept up with the pace.

  He is no longer just a big boss behind the scenes, he can also be regarded as a big boss in front of the stage.

   After all, the suzerain of the Ten Demon Sect is by no means a small person.

  As the suzerain of a Demon Sect like the Ten Demon Sects, using the rights of the sect to seek benefits for himself... Shouldn't that be a routine operation?

   "Just do it like this, and in order to avoid backlash, I can reward you on merit. Whoever promotes it better will be rewarded accordingly after it is confirmed."

   "Using power for personal gain is so aboveboard!" Ke Xiaoliang smiled, and finally found a trace of happiness as suzerain.

  The weird world at this time also began to become more lively.

   Those ghost cultivators from the underworld also entered the strange world in all likelihood.

  Of course they cannot understand all the plans and plans of Judge Lu and the Tauren King.

  Even if they only guessed a little, it was enough to make them 'excited' and 'excited'.

  The ghost cultivators have heard about eating ghosts, but they can't teach them.

  Now the two in charge of the underworld actually broke the taboo to teach ghost eating on such a large scale...how could those ghost cultivators of the underworld miss it?

  Similarly, the lonely and wild ghosts wandering in the world, as well as those remnant souls similar to those in the Hall of Souls, have also entered the strange world, looking for their own opportunities and opportunities.

  Whether it is Chu Yuanxiao, the Bullhead Ghost King, or Judge Lu, they are just a perspective, not the whole world.

  Blood Cicada entered the weird world and has been in the weird world for more than half a year.

   Here, he regained his body and started a new life.

  Strangeness, ghosts of rules, ghost weapons, eating ghosts, visualization pictures... these have become the knowledge he has learned and absorbed crazily.

   Xue Chan can't be regarded as a genius beyond the ordinary, but he works hard enough, endures enough, and has enough perseverance and determination.

  For a ghost weapon, he worked as a handyman in an office and cleaned toilets for two months.

  In order to understand visualization, he not only tried hard to recall the visualization content that he had been exposed to in reality, but also actively participated in the tasks of the firm, looking for opportunities to make meritorious service, in exchange for the first visualization map.

  In the brightly lit Yuepo Office, everyone is busy.

  As one of the largest large-scale offices in Dongbao City, Moon Soul Office receives a lot of ghost-hunting tasks every day.

   This also leads to the entire firm, not only the large number of field staff.

   There are also a lot of internal staff.

Xue Chan's current identity was originally the young master of a powerful family whose family was in decline. Although there is still a piece of real estate on the sky tree, it no longer belongs to the family's property. tax, then that property will also be repossessed, and he will be forced to move away from the safe sky tree and return to the surface, facing the weirdness that may knock on the door at any time.

  This identity was of course specially arranged by Ke Xiaoliang for him.

  The purpose is to allow the blood cicada to have enough time to develop, but not to kill his fighting spirit and kill his own ideas because of his good family background.

   Ke Xiaoliang worked hard to be a good tool man.

  Suddenly, the whole building was covered with red lights.

  The sharp alarm almost pierced everyone's eardrums, waking people up from what they were doing.

"Attention everyone, put on emergency clothes immediately, the A-level target has appeared! The A-level target has appeared, and is moving in this direction at a speed of about 100 kilometers per hour. The radiation radius is estimated to be 20 kilometers, and the traffic has already Blockage. It is expected to arrive at the building in two minutes!" Amidst the piercing siren, the entire building belonging to Yuepo fell into a second of silence.

  Class A!

   A nightmare that no one has escaped so far.

  In the huge light curtain, someone is operating the satellite and mobilizing the pattern.

  In the picture presented, there is only a huge red vortex moving towards the area where the building of Yuepo Office is located in a way of erasing and burning everything on the ground.

   "Heatmaker!"

"It is said that it is an A-level weirdness composed of a large number of souls who died due to the explosion of the nuclear power plant. In addition to sensing breathing, it can mobilize the instinct of killing people according to the rules of death, and it can also set off a huge heat storm. Everyone who is shrouded in it will endure it. If you can't keep breathing, even the best at holding your breath can't hold it for too long. In addition, at the core of the thermal energy storm, high temperature is also a powerful means to kill life." In Xue Chan's mind, the corresponding words immediately appeared Weird message.

  In the office, many people have begun to explain the funeral proficiently.

   At the same time, all kinds of equipment are also worn on the body.

   Some small devices that have strong damage to organs, but can provide internal breathing circulation in a short period of time, are quickly swallowed by some people.

   And a small number of people who have undergone comprehensive mechanical transformation are applying high-temperature and high-heat coatings on their body surfaces.

  Despite facing the A-level, there is no proven precedent of survival so far.

   But people still did not give up struggling.

   "When will the ghost killing team come?" A strong man with a big beard looked calmly at the communicator, but actually asked frantically.

   "There will be no support... I repeat, there will be no support!"

   "Colleagues...let's meet again in the next life!" said a heavy voice from the other end of the communication.

  In the building, there was another dead silence.

  Of course there is no support, even the ghost killing team can only dare to deal with B-level at most.

  The A-level weirdness is still unsolvable.

   No one asked why the evacuation was not given in advance before the heat maker approached.

   This is an unspoken rule.

   Every time the A-level is dispatched, there must be a "harvest". He will take away a large number of "prey". If he refuses to sacrifice, then the anger of the A-level will sweep across a larger area.

  Therefore, the selected regions can only... accept their fate.

  In the eyes of outsiders, they have been sacrificed to...God!

   "Everyone! We fought him hard, and if we lose in the end, we will give up our lives and eat him!"

   "Everyone... See you in the next life!" A team leader of Yuepo Office said while standing on the table.

  He has put on the inner breathing mask.

  Two long, tentacles-like tubes were inserted straight into his lungs.

  Simple oxygen cylinders and masks will not work.

  Because the death rule triggers a rule, not a method like the spread of poisonous gas.

  As long as the concept of active external breathing actually exists, it may be entangled by the rules of death.

   Haven't waited for the people of Yuepo Office to make more preparations.

  Sudden heat storm enveloped the entire building.

  The building dissolves in the frenzied heat.

  One after another, people holding ghostly weapons rushed to the core of the thermal storm, and then were melted.

  Blood Cicada was wearing a thermal suit, jumping in the melting ruins.

  The internal circulation oxygen-generating machinery stuck between his heart and lungs made his chest tight.

  Every step is difficult, with a huge sense of blockage and friction, which is extremely uncomfortable.

  But Blood Cicada regarded it as normal.

  He did not give up hope of survival.

  Even if such a death is not really fatal to him.

  Time... What he wants is time!

   Not enough plot points, he can't afford to waste time.

   There are two more updates, continue in the afternoon!

good afternoon!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)