Weird game invasion, one billion dollars to become the ghost king

"Thank you, sister. Goodbye, sister!"

Lin Qiqi's face was ashen, and she was holding the steamed buns given to her by the Wisdom Witch. She was very well-behaved and polite, and thanked the Wisdom Witch. Then, she turned around and ran towards the end of the alley.

Lin En, who saw this scene, originally wanted to catch up with Lin Qiqi immediately to see which direction she ran away.

"Hey! Qiqi!"

But just as Lin En ran to the edge of the alley and wanted to call Qiqi to stop, the scene in front of him began to blur sharply. The copy woven by the memory was in danger of collapsing. He could only see Lin Qiqi's petite back. Holding the steamed bun and running back with short legs.

That look is so pitiful and cute.

Linn sighed and stopped chasing.

After all, this is just the memory of the Wisdom Witch. The extension of the copy can only allow Linn to see her memories, but it cannot allow him to see things that the Wisdom Witch does not understand.

Lin En stayed where he was and murmured in a low voice: "I didn't expect that I would meet Lin Qiqi here. It seems that the little guy's life experience is very complicated. She has been hanging around in the slums all year round. I met her by chance in the A-level dungeon. I thought she was just an ordinary ghost, but then she showed she had great potential."

After a moment of silence, Lin En shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"Forget it, when we go back, let's ask her to find out more about her life experience."

He turned around and saw the Wisdom Witch squatting there and swallowing the steamed buns. Her eyes were looking in the direction Lin Qiqi left from time to time, and a warm smile appeared on her face inadvertently.

It seemed that helping Lin Qiqi would make her happy.

Lin En watched this scene silently in his hidden form.

Even in a horror world, ghosts are not inhumane. They will still retain their personalities and habits in life. It is only under the torment of the strange apocalypse that they gradually become inhuman beings.

Even a good person with normal outlook will turn into a wicked person who commits all kinds of evil due to food shortage and material needs under such circumstances.

Biological instinct is simple.

Live, live by any means necessary!

But Lin En was a little surprised by the kindness and cheerfulness shown by the Wisdom Witch.

She was so kind that she would rather go hungry than share a piece of steamed bun with Lin Qiqi.

The little witch squatting in the corner took a few bites of the remaining steamed bun in her hand. She licked her fingers with lingering interest, wiped her trouser legs twice, then turned and walked towards home.

Lin En looked at the direction where the Wisdom Witch was walking and sighed: "The kinder you are, the more deeply you are hurt. Maybe this is why the original witch found her as a host."

He was sure that Wisdom Witch's follow-up results would not be good.

The factory supervisor who is unkind to her, her alcoholic father, and her seriously ill mother, each of them may be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

He followed the Wisdom Witch back home. He watched her light a small candle, picked up a study book and read it. Finally, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he covered her with a thin quilt and went to sleep.

Xiaohong and Xiaolan, who were brought by Linn, were so sleepy that they hugged Linn's lap and fell asleep. They were both very sensible. Seeing that the Wisdom Witch was even worse than them, they also hoped that Linn could help her. No Any complaints.

There is almost no difference between day and night in the horror world. There is no sun here, and only the blood moon appears at night. The place is filled with fog and is full of weirdness.

The nights here are short, only five hours west, before the blood moon outside fades.

"Um... Do you have to work again?"

The Wisdom Witch stretched herself out, rubbed her groggy eyes, dragged her body that had not fully recovered, got up from the bed, climbed down to the attic, opened the door to the room, and went out to work.

......

Weird world, slums, factories.

While the Wisdom Witch was working hard to earn today's wages, she was recalling the book she read last night in her mind.

At this moment, a cry of surprise came from beside her.

"It's over! I made a mistake, what should I do? If the supervisor finds out, my money will be deducted..." A girl next to her made a panicked voice and looked back and forth for fear of being discovered.

The Wisdom Witch looked at the workpiece in front of the other party. With her rich experience, she felt that there was still room for salvation, so she pointed her finger at the surface of the workpiece and reminded her.

"You can do this first, then do that, and finally do this, and you can save it."

But the girl shook her head in fear: "No, no, I can't do it. Please help me. You are the only one who is so powerful... Please help me!"

The Wisdom Witch originally wanted to refuse, but when she saw the pleading eyes of the other party, she had to reluctantly agree.

"Okay, then you do my part first, and I will help you repair this workpiece..."

"Thank you, you are such an angel!"

The two exchanged the workpiece. The Wisdom Witch skillfully threw the workpiece into a furnace with a temperature of more than 1000 degrees and burned it. When the steel reached the melting point, she took it out and beat it repeatedly to smooth the uneven surface...

This process is time-consuming and physically demanding.

Beads of sweat dripped from the face of the Wisdom Witch.

She wiped her sweat and was about to continue.

At this moment, the factory supervisor with the goat's head came over and happened to see the workpiece in the Wisdom Witch's hand. He seemed to have discovered a new world and shouted:

"Oh! Damn it, did you come to work today without any brains? How could you make a mistake? I'm going to deduct your wages today!"

The Wisdom Witch showed fear on her face and wanted to defend herself: "Mr. Supervisor, I didn't cause this. I just helped her repair it. You can't accuse me wrongly."

"Oh? Really?" The goat-headed supervisor looked at the other party.

The Wisdom Witch also looked at the girl beside her, wanting to ask her to help her testify.

The girl had a guilty look on her face and shook her head repeatedly: "No, this is not my workpiece. She accidentally broke it herself...I don't know anything."

"You..." The Wisdom Witch was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She didn't expect that the other party would "repay" her like this for her kind act.

"I didn't do this! She wronged me!" The Wisdom Witch bit her lip in grievance.

"Okay, go to the office, I will have a good talk with you!"

Impatience flashed across the goat-headed executive's face, and he pointed to the office door.

"Okay... okay."

The Wisdom Witch wanted to tell the Goat Manager all of this. She took off her gloves and walked towards the office door with heavy steps. At the same time, she was thinking about the words in her head, how to tell the Goat Manager.

Watching the Wisdom Witch walk into the office, a strange smile appeared on Supervisor Goat's lips.