As soon as the third lucky guy came over, two weirdos pulled him over and introduced his mission enthusiastically.

"You are going to Wangjiang City now. This is the route..." the two introduced strangely and enthusiastically.

The third lucky person repeatedly lamented that the services in hell are getting better and better now, and there are even novice guides.

Chen Mu was very satisfied when he saw this. He came to the two weirdos again and introduced them to the welfare of Wangjiang City.

What about the eight-hour no-work system, annual salary, benefits, vacations...

After saying this, the two weirdos suddenly widened their eyes and couldn't help but look at each other.

After a long time, one of the weird ones slowly said:

"Boss Chen, your Wangjiang City is the real hell!"

Hearing what the other party said, Chen Mu suddenly felt that what the other party said seemed to make sense.

If Wangjiang City is regarded as hell, and the strange things on Naihe Bridge are regarded as "people", then everything becomes reasonable.

Chen Mu shook his head, no, his group's style of painting has been led astray, and he cannot lead the style of painting of the weird apocalypse as well.

Otherwise, Boss Chen would have a guilty conscience!

"You two work hard. After you complete your work, you can go to Wangjiang City to receive a bonus of 10000 Ming coins!"

Chen Mu drew another pie for the two of them to stimulate their enthusiasm for work.

The bonus of 10000 Ming coins is not much, it is only 20000 for two people. The key is that these two people are poaching at the gate of hell.

Boss Chen couldn't guarantee that if a big boss in hell found out, he would kill them both on the spot.

If this is the case, then it can only be blamed on fate.

Under the encouragement of Boss Chen, the enthusiasm of the two new employees immediately increased.

Those weirdos who had just been kicked out and looked confused were immediately warmly received.

"This new employee, we are responsible for guiding newbies. Throw away your fake contract and replace it with our real contract in Wangjiang City..."

Under the enthusiastic guidance of the two weirdos, the new weirdos were introduced to Wangjiang City one by one.

Chen Mu wrote another small bloody note, telling Wangjiang City to be prepared.

After arranging these, Chen Mu looked at Naihe Bridge.

After poaching a few corners, it was time to go to hell to see what was going on.

In the urn, the King of the Void couldn't help but clicked his tongue. Boss Chen is still so cool. Before he entered the hell, he cut a bunch of leeks in the hell.

In the small pavilion, Po Meng was still making soup, turning a blind eye to what Chen Mu was doing.

Everyone sweeps the snow in front of their own homes, and doesn't care about the frost on other people's tiles. It seems that the weird ones in hell don't like to meddle in other people's business.

Chen Mu came to the pavilion, cleared his throat, and walked into Po Meng's small pavilion.

Seeing Chen Mu come in, Meng Po glanced at Chen Mu, scooped up a spoonful of soup from the pot, and handed it to Chen Mu.

Chen Mu couldn't help but take a step back. How could he drink such a thing? Didn’t you forget everything after drinking it?

Thinking of this, Chen Mu wanted to struggle. He asked: "I went to hell from the weird apocalypse, not from hell to the weird apocalypse. Can I not drink your soup?"

Po Meng shook her head, "No. Everyone who walks across this bridge needs to drink this bowl of hot soup."

Seeing this, Chen Mu took out a large stack of Ming coins from the ring.

This stack of ghost coins is worth at least fifty thousand!

Chen Mu showed a bright smile and placed the Ming Coin next to Po Meng.

"Can I not drink it?"

"No." Mrs. Meng still shook her head.

It seems that this bit of money is not enough to attract Po Meng.

As long as Chen Mu thinks about it for a moment, he can understand the reason.

Anyone leaving the weird world of hell needs to pass through Naihe Bridge and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

These departing weirdos naturally include the weird king, such as the king of the void.

A big boss like this, who is at the level of a king, definitely doesn’t want to drink soup and forget everything. They also have massive resources in their hands.

These sly kings can afford to give Po Meng tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even tens of millions of coins.

If it was really possible to avoid drinking soup by giving Meng Po Ming coins, then those strange kings would have stuck this bug long ago and brought all their memories to the strange apocalypse.

It's clear that this path won't work.

Chen Mu thought for a moment, and then took out a brand new coin from the ring.

Po Meng took a look and was speechless: "This is the first time I saw someone give me a fake ghost coin. You took the wrong coin. This is not a real ghost coin."

"No, no, no, this is the new Underworld Coin." Chen Mu showed a mysterious smile, "I call it the Pure Underworld Coin."

Having said this, Chen Mu tore the pure Ming Coin apart and divided it into two.

Suddenly, a strong and pure aura spurted out.

Feeling this pure and mysterious aura, Po Meng's face showed a hint of surprise.

Underworld coins are currency in hell, while pure evil energy is more like a luxury item in hell, and its rarity is one level higher than underworld coins.

"These pure ghost coins contain a large amount of pure evil spirit. I think you will like them."

After Chen Mu said this, he waved his hand, took out 50,000 pure ghost coins from the ring, and placed it next to Po Meng.

"Can I skip the soup?"

"Yes, but you have to drink half a bowl." Po Meng poured half of the soup from the spoon.

"What about this?" Chen Mu took out another 50,000 pure ghost coins.

"Yes, but you have to take a sip." Po Meng poured the soup from the spoon, leaving only a sip.

"What about this?" Chen Mu took out another hundred thousand pure ghost coins.

"Yes, of course you don't have to drink it." Mrs. Meng poured out all the soup in the spoon.

Seeing this situation, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that pure ghost coins are still very useful. It was successful the first time.

Chen Mu spent a total of 200,000 pure ghost coins, and each pure ghost coin had a corresponding amount of pure ghost energy sealed inside.

For example, a pure underworld coin with a face value of 100 has pure evil energy restored with 100 underworld coins sealed inside.

The selling price outside is naturally priceless, and can even reach an exchange ratio of 1:1000.

But for Boss Chen, the cost is only 100 Ming coins.

Just when Chen Mu was about to pass, Po Meng's next words made Chen Mu freeze in place.

"You don't need to drink the soup, but you can't walk on this bridge. As long as you want to walk on the Naihe Bridge, you must drink this bowl of hot soup." Po Meng said.

"Then I can cross the river directly from the side?" Chen Mu asked subconsciously.

If it were anyone else, Po Meng would be too lazy to pay attention. She is only responsible for dispensing soup, not customer service, so there is no need to answer the curious baby's questions.

But seeing how generous Boss Chen was, Po Meng restrained her bad temper and patiently explained:

"This Wangchuan River has rules and regulations. Whenever you pass this river, whether you are rowing, swimming, flying, or diving, when crossing the river, Weird will lose its own strangeness."

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