Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

They had guessed, but then things turned out differently and they thought they had guessed wrong.

In fact, even though the dog was dead and entangled with Dr. Chen's spirit, it was still protecting Director Dou.

What appeared on the door yesterday was the dog's soul, not Dr. Chen's.

In other words, if the dog wanted to, its soul could separate from Dr. Chen, but Dr. Chen couldn't do it.

Lin Xi was thinking about it when he suddenly saw more and more black fog.

——Fuck, what’s going on?

——Is it true that the dog is not dead? Is it true that the dog is not dead?

——But the health points have increased!

——Oh my god, the dog is back again. Is this dog immortal?

——It is dead and now it is a soul.

"I understand." Lin Xi said to the live studio. "It must be on a rainy night to scare it away."

Now, all we can do is wait.

"What about you?" Lin Xi asked. "Do you want to be torn apart or reincarnate? Considering that you suffered a lot of injustice when you were alive, I will let you choose for yourself."

"I'll go," Dr. Chen said. "But I have to watch this dog die."

"Me too," said Dr. Dou.

"Me too," said Dr. He.

"I can understand Dr. Chen's choice, but I don't quite understand you two." Lin Xi smiled and looked at Xiaoze. "Let's go and trust them for now."

Xiaoze followed Lin Xi into the elevator. Because the elevator was relatively remote, the two of them went to the fifth floor and then walked for a distance.

"You don't believe them, do you?" Ozawa asked.

"Yes." Lin Xi said.

"Then why..." Xiaoze didn't finish. "I know, it was a rainy night."

"Maybe they won't be scared to death unless it rains at night," said Lin Xi.

"What if it doesn't rain?" Ozawa asked. "Our mission deadline is seven days at most! And what if they harm people again during these few days?"

"Now that Doctor Chen is separated from the dog, he probably can't use some spells." Lin Xi said. "Otherwise, when I hit the dog, I might not be able to move."

"Then, what else do they want to do?" Ozawa was puzzled.

"Just assume they want to wait and see the dog's soul fly away!" Lin Xi said, suddenly regretting it. "I should have knocked them out just now, and let them wake up when it rains."

Ozawa opened his mouth but said nothing.

He originally wanted to say "Let's go back", but if he went back now, the ghosts would not be there anymore.

"Human desires are endless, and so are ghosts," Lin Xi said. "Now that he can be separated from the dog, he may want to be resurrected and not want to go through reincarnation."

"So they can still harm people!" The two people said as they arrived at the door of Ward 533.

The others were also awake and waiting for them.

Without them saying anything, everyone had already received the news from the audience in the live broadcast room.

"I'm regretting not knocking them out," Lin Xi said. "It would save them from hurting people again, and it would also increase my health."

"Let's go to sleep first. Even if they are willing, they won't be able to find anyone in a short time." Huang Jingjing said. "I heard that finding a substitute requires more conditions."

"You know a lot." Lin Xi smiled. "Okay, let's take a rest first and look for it in the afternoon to see if we can find the mission deadline. If it's three days, we have to find a way to make it rain."

"What method?" Junjun opened his big eyes with curiosity.

"I haven't figured it out yet." Lin Xi said.

After a busy morning, everyone was tired and sleepy, so they went back to the ward to rest. In ward 533, only Lin Xi, Huang Jingjing and Qiu Wei were left.

Lin Xi drank some water and lay down on the bed.

The audience in the live broadcast room were still arguing because those little black fans wouldn't leave and kept making noises.

Lin Xi watched with interest for a while, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Are you angry? How could you possibly be! But if you are happy, you should still be angry.

Lin Xi slept until after two o'clock. When he woke up, only Huang Jingjing was there.

"Where is Qiu Wei?" Lin Xi asked.

"I went out to look for clues." Huang Jingjing said. "The others have gone out too."

——What’s the use of this Mu Xiaobei? He just forgot to hit someone with the hammer, and now he has slept for so long.

——Everyone is out looking for clues, how can you just lie there?

——Oh, yes. Everyone is out looking for clues. How can you have the nerve to draw your own design?

As soon as this sentence came out, it was immediately flooded with comments from the audience in Lin Xi's live broadcast room. Soon, Xiao Heizi's remarks were drowned out by the comments.

The audience in her live broadcast room knows how to hurt the little black man's heart.

"Let's go!" Lin Xi sat up from the bed. "The two of us will look for clues on the fifth floor, just in case we find some!"

"Okay." Huang Jingjing agreed, and her eyes suddenly stared at the wall.

The shabby wall paint was falling down again, and soon formed a word.

"Five." Lin Xi said. "It seems that the deadline to complete the task is not seven days, nor three days, but five days."

"Is it possible that Dr. Chen and his team were behind this?" Huang Jingjing asked.

"Judging from the rootless water, it shouldn't be." Lin Xi said. "It's just that we thought it was simple and thought we could use props."

It almost touched a taboo.

"This is too easy." Huang Jingjing smiled at the front. "I thought I only had to look for clues on the fifth floor, but I didn't expect that there are clues in the house now."

Lin Xi smiled.

She knew that Huang Jingjing was not talking to her, but to the audience in the live broadcast room... no, to the black guy in the live broadcast room.

She also went to watch her own live broadcast room.

——I seriously suspect that the game is giving these players some slack.

——Is this called letting the money flow? You haven’t seen a more serious case of letting the money flow.

——It’s a pity that the game doesn’t give your brother any slack. As soon as the wall of his ward fell off, he died.

——Mu Xiaobei’s fans are so uncultured, they always hurt other people.

——If you know you have pain points, just be honest. Why make yourself uncomfortable?

——Your brother died. Does it hurt?

——It was you who killed your brother, this is even more painful.

——Actually, Zan Ge himself is really okay, it’s just that his fans are too annoying.

——How shameless! Why are you singing our praises?

"What they said is right!" Lin Xi smiled. "He's gone, why bother mentioning him? Teacher Huang and I are lucky. We don't even have to go out to look for clues. The clues come to us on their own."

——I hope the clue is false and it’s actually three days.

——Little Blackie, your money hasn’t been deducted, has it?

——Xiao Heizi, did you deduct the money?

——I won’t tell you.

——Hahaha, even if you don’t tell me, I know it wasn’t deducted. If it was deducted, you elementary school kids would feel bad about your pocket money.

——I heard that you guys don’t give tips to others and just complain in the live broadcast room.

——Who told you this? Can we give you a reward too?

--Do not believe.

--Do not believe.

Lin Xi’s live broadcast room was flooded with “disbelief” messages, and then suddenly someone gave him a thousand gold coins as a reward.

Lin Xi couldn't help laughing.

This person seems quite familiar. He has been scolding her a lot from yesterday to today.