I use technology to revitalize the underworld

The public opinion on Didi Dagui was completely silent for just a few seconds.

Then, even more raging anger almost drowned the entire APP!

Insult, this is definitely an insult to their celestial master from the underworld!

Do you like it or not?

What does this say? !

Do you really think they are dogs that come and go when they are called? !

The whole Xuanmen exploded with anger.

Regardless of whether they were online or not before, they are no different from ordinary Internet trolls now.

Although the words were not swear words, the anger and resentment had boiled over.

However, the underworld government ignored them again.

Feng Jingchen not only ignored the group of celestial masters, but also asked the system to record the names of the celestial masters who made a fuss, and the book of life and death focused on screening them!

When this incident happened like this, someone must be fanning the flames behind it.

Before, they were worried about not finding the traitors, but now that these idiots have personally delivered them to their door, Feng Jingchen is not in a hurry to calm the public opinion.

When Murong Qiao saw this farce, his expression became dark: "These guys have been praised for so long that they even forgot their last names."

The reason why celestial masters are respected is not because of how strong they are.

It is because they slay demons and demons and protect the peace of the world that they can win their current reputation!

But some guys put the cart before the horse, chasing the so-called face and ostentation every day.

Not only is it stupid, but it also loses all the integrity of other serious celestial masters!

If Ayu wants to reform, the first thing is to smash them to pieces!

Murong Qiao felt that Ayu's announcement was too gentle.

If he is allowed to post it, he will definitely scold this group of mindless guys back to their womb!

Murong Qiao snorted coldly.

But suddenly found that this group of people were cursing and cursing, even Feng Jingchen was scolding?

"!!" Murong Qiao was so angry that his eyes narrowed slightly.

He can't stand it!

He rolled up his sleeves, and started sparring with the brain-dead celestial master directly in the post!

Murong Qiao's hands are extremely fast, and he can say ten sentences when others say one.

It can be said that he fought against a group of children alone, and quickly made the opposite celestial master doubt his life.

Feng Jingchen watched from the side, couldn't help shaking his head and chuckling.

He also didn't care about Murong Qiao, and turned to open the backstage to save my dog's life.

The time limit of three days is up today.

As soon as Feng Jingchen opened it, he found that at least half of the unlucky people had forcibly uninstalled the app.

This ratio...

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly.

It is human nature to love to die.

"Save my dog's life" official group.

The rest of the unlucky ones seemed to realize something, and they were all as quiet as chickens, not daring to say a word at all.

After Feng Jingchen made a tour, he set up the program in the background.

When those unlucky ones who have uninstalled the APP encounter danger again, they must scan carefully to identify the real danger and then allow them to reinstall the APP to ask for help.

Although this will delay some time, it may make the situation of the unlucky one more dangerous.

But as Feng Jingchen said to Murong Xiaoxiao.

Everyone needs to take responsibility for their own life.

Since they love to die so much, they will naturally bear the consequences of dying for it.

Feng Jingchen has just finished setting up.

Wechat suddenly received a message from Murong Xiaoxiao: [Brother Chen! !Help! ! 】

After the message, there is a map location.

The location is the hotel they stayed in before school started.

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly.

This hotel…

It seems that Murong Xiaoxiao booked the hotel for his online dating girlfriend?

Feng Jingchen looked up at Murong Qiao: "Has Xiaoxiao met his girlfriend?"

Murong Qiao yelled at the celestial master, and said: "Well, his girlfriend came on the National Day. What's the matter?"

Feng Jingchen was thoughtful: "He just told me to go to his girlfriend's hotel, help me."

"Ah?" Murong Qiao raised his head blankly and counted with his fingers, "He's not in any danger."

Feng Jingchen got up: "Go and have a look. Maybe you encountered some difficulties."

"Okay." Murong Qiao said a few more words before putting away the phone.

5 minute later.

Feng Jingchen and the two came to the door of the hotel room that Murong Xiaoxiao had reserved.

Then, Murong Xiaoxiao's nervous voice came from inside: "Wait! Then what, I'll go buy you lunch."

A delicate female voice said: "I'm really hungry, but what I want to eat...isn't those."

Feng Jingchen & Murong Qiao: "..." It seems that they came at the wrong time.

Murong Xiaoxiao screamed like a pig: "No! I'm hungry! I want to eat!"

The female voice was even more enchanting: "Then let me feed you."

Murong Xiaoxiao: "...Ahhh!! Help!"

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao looked at each other.

Murong Qiao raised his hand and gently knocked on the door.

Female voice: "Who is it?"

Murong Xiaoxiao suddenly seemed to grasp at straws: "It's my friend! I'll open the door!"

Immediately there was the sound of "bang bang" hurried footsteps inside.

"Click" sound.

The door lock opens.

Feng Jingchen raised his head.

He saw that Murong Xiaoxiao's clothes were messy, and there were a few big lipstick marks on her face.

But his state is like a mourning concubine.

It wasn't until seeing Feng Jingchen that those small eyes burst out with fiery light!

He rushed over suddenly: "Brother Chen!! Aww——"

Murong Qiao ruthlessly stopped him.

At this time, a woman came out of the room with a suspicious expression: "Both of you, this is..."

Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao turned their heads to look.

then…

The expressions were all choked.

I saw this lady, whose figure was even stronger than Murong Xiaoxiao's.

But the dress is very sexy, and there is gorgeous makeup on the face.

However, no matter how thick the foundation is, there is no way to cover up the traces of the years on her face.

This... is Auntie! !

Murong Qiao suddenly turned his head to look at Murong Xiaoxiao: I didn't expect you kid to be so good? !

Murong Xiaoxiao wanted to cry, but Feng Jingchen winked frantically.

Feng Jingchen was not as unreliable as Murong Qiao.

He said to the woman: "We have something to do with Xiaoxiao, we need to talk to him alone."

The woman frowned, looking back and forth between Feng Jingchen and the two.

She was not fascinated by the looks of the two handsome men at all, and asked cautiously: "Xiao Xiao, who are they?"

Murong Xiaoxiao hurriedly responded: "It's my brother! My dear brother!!"

Woman: "Didn't you say you were the only child?"

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

He was quick to wit: "It's my cousin!"

"..."

finally.

After some complicated explanations, Murong Xiaoxiao was finally rescued from the "devil's claws".

As soon as Murong Xiaoxiao returned to her car, she couldn't help it immediately, hugged Feng Jingchen's arm and cried loudly: "Wow!! I really scared the baby to death!"

Murong Qiao said without conscience: "Why are you scared? I think you liked this girlfriend quite a bit before?"

"Wow! Stop talking!" Murong Xiaoxiao's young mind simply couldn't bear such a blow.

It was still Feng Jingchen who was reliable, and after a few words of comfort, he figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

The one in the room just now is indeed Murong Xiaoxiao's online dating girlfriend.

48 years old.

She is more than two rounds older than Murong Xiaoxiao!

Murong Xiaoxiao choked up her sobs and said: "Besides, she doesn't like me at all! She just likes me being fat! I checked online, and she just has a fat fetish!"

"Woooooooo, we met for five days, and she fed me 25 meals! I couldn't even walk."

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly.

XP is about individual freedom, but forcing people to mutilate their bodies is wrong.

Murong Xiaoxiao also sobbed and said, "Although, although she is completely different from what I thought."

"But I originally thought, anyway, we have been together for so long. We will break up after the National Day is over and send her away."

"But I didn't expect, I didn't expect that she just thought... Wow!!"

Murong Xiaoxiao covered her chest with her hands, as if her innocence had been tarnished.

Murong Qiao: "...Pfft."

He tried to hold back.

But in the end, he couldn't hold back and laughed wildly!

Murong Xiaoxiao pursed her mouth, and looked at this heartless grandpa very resentfully.

Feng Jingchen did not laugh at the little fat man, but calmly and rationally said: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Murong Xiaoxiao said weakly: "I, I want to break up with her. Brother Chen, you guys accompany me there, how about being brave? QAQ"

Feng Jingchen naturally would not refuse.

10 minute later.

It's the same hotel room.

Murong Xiaoxiao finished what she had to say, and immediately hid behind Feng Jingchen and the two cowardly.

He lowered his head and dared not look at the woman.

The woman's expression changed several times, she looked at Murong Xiaoxiao resentfully, and her voice was crying like crying: "Xiao Xiao, do you really want to break up with me? Doesn't our relationship this month have any place in your heart?"

Murong Xiaoxiao couldn't help trembling when she heard this voice.

QAQ him, he was deceived by this voice! !

Feng Jingchen looked directly at the woman: "Emotions are emotions, but if you force Xiao Xiao so much, you are endangering his health."

"If you keep doing this to him, we could even charge you with manslaughter."

woman:"……"

She struggled a few times, reluctantly: "Well, then I won't force him to eat so much in the future. Just five meals a day. Breakfast, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper."

She looked at Murong Xiaoxiao: "Little Xiao, didn't you always eat so much before, and still eat happily?"

Murong Xiaoxiao: "..."

He swallowed heavily, his eyes struggling to move wildly.

Finally, make up your mind.

He closed his eyes, turned his heart, raised his head and shouted: "No, I won't eat! I want to lose weight! I don't want to be fat!!"

When the woman heard this, her expression immediately sank: "Do you really want to lose weight?"

Murong Xiaoxiao bit the bullet: "Yes! If I don't lose weight this year, I, I will go on a hunger strike!! I weigh five catties with the urn!"

This time, the love on the woman's face faded away.

She looked at Murong Xiaoxiao coldly: "I didn't expect you to be such a person. I misjudged you! Murong Xiaoxiao, let's break up! Now I dump you, not you dump me! Scumbag!"

The woman was very angry, grabbed her bag, turned around and left!

Feng Jingchen and the others: "..."

After half an hour.

Feng Jingchen and the two sent Murong Xiaoxiao to the downstairs of the dormitory.

Murong Xiaoxiao tightly clenched Feng Jingchen's hand with lingering fear: "Brother Chen, I swear, I must lose weight! QAQ fat man is really too dangerous!"

"Pfft." Murong Qiao still couldn't hold back, and laughed again.

"..." Murong Xiaoxiao snorted coldly in grief and indignation, "I'm leaving!"

After speaking, he turned and ran upstairs.

But Murong Qiao's wanton laughter followed closely behind.

The little fat man was about to explode!

"Hahaha!" Murong Qiao laughed all the way back to the dormitory until his stomach ached.

He put one hand on Feng Jingchen's shoulder, with one arm on his waist: "Hahaha, this big grandson made me laugh so hard. Hahaha."

Feng Jingchen looked at this heartless grandfather and shook his head helplessly: "Smile slowly, I'll go back to the underworld."

When Murong Qiao heard that Feng Jingchen was about to leave, she couldn't laugh anymore: "Then when will you come back, Ayu? We still have action tonight!"

They agreed that they would steal a few captured evil masters and bring them back to the underworld.

Feng Jingchen: "I should be able to come back before dark."

He has to go and get back the opened Hades Seal, it shouldn't take much trouble.

"Okay, then I'll go to practice." Murong Qiao was told by Feng Jingchen yesterday, and the sense of urgency became stronger and stronger.

He must not be left behind by Ah Yu!

Feng Jingchen smiled: "Come on."

He turned back to the underworld.

Just landed.

Feng Jingchen suddenly felt something, and looked up.

Not far away, the light gray city walls stretched along both sides of the bronze gate.

South to Wangchuan River, north to unknown mountains.

The wall is thick and soaring into the sky, as if it grew out of the ground, and it is integrated with everything around it.

In the dim light of the underworld, such a giant is not only not as glamorous as a newly built one.

On the contrary, it is like a bronze gate, desolate and palpitating.

This is the gate of hell!

After more than two months, the ghost gate is finally officially completed!

"Chenchen~" Yan Wangyin's lively voice came, "Why are you so late? We have been waiting for a long time."

Feng Jingchen turned his head to look: "Something has delayed me for a while."

Yan Wangyin didn't delve into it either, and said excitedly: "Chenchen, I have already patrolled the entire underworld, so everyone is ready to report on their work~"

Feng Jingchen praised: "Well done."

"That's it~" Yan Wangyin was very excited, and said, "I just went to see the gate of Infernal Hell. That big machine is so powerful, and the layer of cloudy soil on the surface has begun to rot."

"Maybe in a dozen or 20 days, we will have a large number of secondary shade soil~!"

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen was also a little surprised: "Not bad."

He began to draw big cakes: "When this batch of yin soil takes shape, we can buy a lot of resources from outside supermarkets to speed up the development of the underworld."

The pure Yan Wangyin's eyes immediately lit up: "Chenchen, don't worry! I will be optimistic about this batch of Yintu, and I will never let them make mistakes!"

Feng Jingchen squeezed it: "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard~" Yan Wangyin was flattered by the praise, "By the way, Chenchen, let's start working quickly! Shall I call them over to report to you now?"

Feng Jingchen: "No need. I'll look for them in the past, so I don't need to waste everyone's time."

"Okay~" Hades Yin had just finished answering.

There is already an "employee" who can't wait to run over by himself.

Weng Xiaoshu saw that she had deliberately dressed up today.

She used her soul power to conjure her favorite cheongsam printed with big red flowers on a white background, and she also took care of her hair and makeup.

Walking with a swaying posture, she deserves the title of headed Huadan.

She walked in front of Feng Jingchen, with a look of anticipation and a bit of apprehension: "I have seen Lord Yan."

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly.

Needless to say, she also knew the purpose of her visit.

The ghost gate was built.

Her mission is also over.

Weng Xiaoshu didn't know whether such a result met the requirements of Lord Yan.Danko was so nervous that the nails on his nails were almost embedded in the flesh.

Feng Jingchen was not ambiguous either, he opened his eyes of truth and carefully checked the gate of hell.

As a result, after looking at it, he found that there was not a single omission in such a towering city wall!

This was completely beyond Feng Jingchen's expectations.

Feng Jingchen did not hesitate to praise: "You have done a good job."

Weng Xiaoshu raised her eyes in surprise: "Then, what Lord Yan said before..."

Feng Jingchen turned to look at her: "I promised you before that as long as you supervise the construction of the city wall of the gate of hell, you can redeem your merits and restore your freedom."

His cold voice was a little more solemn: "Weng Xiaoshu, you have made great contributions in presiding over the construction of the city wall, and now you will be exempted from all penalties. From now on, live in the underworld."

As he finished speaking, something seemed to be shaking in the sky.

The verdict in the book of life and death changed accordingly.

Weng Xiaoshu raised her head suddenly.

In a trance, she seemed to hear the sound of the shackles being loosened.

The originally heavy body gradually regained its lightness bit by bit, and even breathing was more than ten times easier than before!

The long-awaited freedom came too fast and strong.

For a moment, Weng Xiaoshu was stunned and didn't know how to react.

Yan Wangyin floated in front of her, and the little ghost taught Dadi: "Weng Xiaoshu, our Lord Yan Wang is kind, so he gave you the chance of amnesty. In the future, you must behave well and contribute to our hell!"

Feng Jingchen heard Yan Wangyin's immature child's voice, but still said these words, and looked at it in surprise.

And Weng Xiaoshu was also awakened by Yan Wangyin, and her voice trembled: "Thank you, Lord Yan! I, I will work hard in the future and build a new hell!"

Feng Jingchen also restrained his expression, nodded and said: "Yes. Although the city wall has been built now, the underworld is still in ruins, and you and the construction team need to continue to work hard."

"In the future, you will continue to be in charge of the current job with a monthly salary of 300 yuan. Is there any problem?"

Weng Xiaoshu shook her head heavily: "No problem, no problem!"

Accountant Li's monthly salary is only [-]. She is a person who has just pardoned her sins. How dare she have any problems?

Feng Jingchen took out a blueprint: "This is the next construction blueprint. We are going to build a Qin Guang Palace behind the gate of hell. I'll go and decide on the location later."

"Take this drawing back and show it to everyone. Let's start working tomorrow."

"Yes." Weng Xiaoshu responded without even looking at it.

Feng Jingchen said again: "The foreman and workers have worked hard in the past two months. Now that the project is completed, they will be rewarded with a month's salary. Take them to Accountant Li to collect it."

When Weng Xiaoshu heard this, she understood that Feng Jingchen was giving her a bargaining chip to win people's hearts.

A confident and bright smile appeared on her face: "Lord Yan, don't worry. Everyone will not let down the kindness of the underworld!"

Feng Jingchen nodded in satisfaction.

Yan Wangyin urged from the side: "Okay. The rewards are over, you can quickly talk about your work summary report."

In order to get rid of Yan Wang Yin, Feng Jingchen arranged such a job for it.

The little guy did it really meticulously.

Weng Xiaoshu did not lose the chain, and immediately said: "Go back to Lord Yan. In addition to the completion of the construction of the city wall of Guimenguan, the labor reform team currently serving has joined the team of Master Sanshengshi who dug up the debris."

"Master Sanshengshi said that according to their current speed, it is estimated that they will be able to dig through the entire Wangchuan River in a dozen days."

She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Jingchen: "Lord Yan, what new labor reform project should we arrange for them then?"

Feng Jingchen heard the words, thought for a while, and asked Yan Wangyin: "Xiaoyin, what is the end of the Wangchuan River?"

Yan Wangyin: "The passage of reincarnation~ The Wangchuan River starts from the passage of Huangquan and ends at the passage of reincarnation. That's why the fragments of the Sansheng stone are left in these two places~"

Feng Jingchen understood: "Then what is the danger in the reincarnation channel?"

Yan Wangyin's tone became a little more serious: "It's the same as the passage on Huangquan Road. If you don't go in according to the rules, you will be crushed to pieces by the chaotic time and space fragments!"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly.

In this way, it is impossible to arrange for the group of service ghosts to dig the reincarnation tunnel.

After all, with their crimes, they will not be wiped out.

Feng Jingchen thought for a while: "Then arrange for them to dig the [-]th floor of hell."

"..." Weng Xiaoshu's expression choked.

Lord Yan, this is... Shrimp and pig heart!

The original punishment for those serving ghosts was to go to the [-]th floor of hell!

It's just that now that the eighteen floors of hell have been buried, labor can only be used instead of punishment.

As a result, Feng Jingchen now arranged for them to dig the [-]th floor of hell.Isn't this forcing them to dig their own graves? !

Weng Xiaoshu couldn't help feeling deeply grateful.

Fortunately, he just happened to be exonerated.

Otherwise, if you receive this task, you may vomit blood and die!

Now, a dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor daoist.

Weng Xiaoshu responded very simply: "Yes."

After reporting this point, she had nothing else to do, and quickly withdrew.

Feng Jingchen thought of one thing: "Xiaoyin, among the treasures of the underworld you mentioned, does the 'source of the Wangchuan River' refer to the source of water?"

Yan Wangyin: "Yes~"

After it finished answering, it also realized: "Chenchen, we should look for it. Otherwise, even if the Wangchuan River is dug up, it will be bare and unattractive."

Feng Jingchen: "Do you have a way to find it?"

"Eh..." Yan Wangyin hesitated for a while, "If it is still in the underworld, it should be in the pile of garbage dug out by the Wangchuan River!"

As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly choked up: "Chenchen... I, am I going to stay and look for the baby again? QAQ"

Feng Jingchen touched it: "If you don't want to look for it, forget it."

"Then how?!" Yan Wangyin was aroused to fight instead.

It said solemnly: "The Wangchuan River is the facade of our underworld, and it must not be so ugly as it is bare."

"Also, we have to look for the seeds of the Bianhua. There should be a lot of them, and there must be some in the garbage dug on Huangquan Road."

Yan Wangyin made a solemn wish: "I must get them back and make the underworld beautiful!"

Feng Jingchen looked at this small seal with a sense of responsibility, and squeezed it with a smile: "Okay. Then I will work hard for you."

Yan Wangyin said with a little pride: "Yes! I'm super powerful!"

It can also help Chen Chen do a lot of things~

Next, under the leadership of Yan Wangyin.

Feng Jingchen went around the underworld and listened to the work summary report of all the ghosts.

The two accountants over there.

Since the advent of computers, work efficiency has risen.

Especially the young Guan Yunyun, who has a handy "magic weapon", and her business ability far exceeds that of Li Xingguo!

One person can properly arrange the finances of the entire underworld.

Seeing this, Feng Jingchen made a new division of labor between the two.

In the future, Guan Yunyun will be a full-time accountant, and Li Xingguo can be transferred to be a cashier.

In this way, the two positions are separated, and the financial system of the prefecture is somewhat formal.

Finally, Feng Jingchen said to the two of them: "In the future, there will be more and more people in the underworld, and you two will definitely not be able to do it alone. During this period of time, please pay attention to yourself and recruit more apprentices or assistants."

Guan Yunyun was timid, and nodded quickly.

Li Xingguo smiled and said: "I was also going to tell you, Lord Yan. Some of the newcomers are also in this line of work. I think they are good seedlings."

Feng Jingchen heard the words, and said simply: "In the future, you don't have to wait for my approval for such things. If you need it, you can do it first. If it doesn't work, you can make up for it. Don't be afraid."

This is further decentralization.

Li Xingguo smiled so that the creases on his face became more obvious: "Okay! Lord Yan, don't worry, we will definitely make up our minds and never make random decisions. We will definitely live up to Lord Yan's trust!"

For ghosts like them who have died once, power is secondary.

To gain such trust from Lord Yan is an incomparable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction!

Guan Yunyun followed suit and nodded.

After Feng Jingchen confirmed that there was no problem with them, he turned to the food base under the leadership of Yan Wangyin.

That is the area of ​​food processing factories and farmland.

The newly built food processing plant has already started to be used, and the dried Yin Lingcao is being marketed on a small scale.

It only costs 5 cents per kilogram, and the effect after consumption is just as good as that of a Yunyin Pill.

However, due to the current limited production, each person is limited to purchase one kilogram, so you can only buy it back and try it out.

There are also ghosts who are careful and careful, and they have already started to think about their small calculations, looking forward to further price cuts after the production increase.

The Fenfenguo planted not long ago have grown into small saplings.

In about another month, the trees will bear fruit.And it can achieve high yields that can be harvested all year round!

The ghosts are so greedy now that they come to the fields every day.Counting with your fingers, how long it will take for them to eat the above food.

When Feng Jingchen came over.

I also saw someone outside the processing factory holding a piece of dried Yinling grass in his mouth, chewing it repeatedly like a snack.

Seeing their expressions as if they had eaten something delicious, Feng Jingchen tried to chew one too.

then…

King Feng Yan's expression froze.

In order not to waste food, he reluctantly swallowed a whole Yin Lingcao.

It's really... indescribable texture and taste.

It's not much different from chewing hay, but has a grassy smell.

But Feng Jingchen sighed softly in his heart when he saw the satisfied appearance of the ghosts.

After the secondary shady soil grows, share a little money and buy more grain seeds.

Feng Jingchen confirmed that the people's livelihood in the prefecture was maintained well, so he turned his head and walked to the mint.

As a result, as soon as I got close, I heard a "bang" sound!

Fang Zhimin blew up the furnace again.

The nigger Wang Jiaxiang behind him has become accustomed to it, and even confidently gave Fang Zhimin a face-wiping cloth.

Seeing Feng Jingchen approaching, the two quickly got up and said hello: "Yan Wangye."

"You're welcome." Feng Jingchen looked at the blasted stove, "What are you doing?"

Fang Zhimin remembered to make a work report, so he said: "I am experimenting with the materials for making the bracelet. It is going very smoothly so far."

Cough, smooth in another sense.

With Wang Jiaxiang's "help", his trial and error costs are very low.

As long as it is not the most suitable material, it will explode when installed!

Such a high work efficiency makes Fang Zhimin's work progress very fast.

Fang Zhimin roughly wiped the ashes from the explosion on his face: "Lord Yan, don't worry, I feel that in ten or twenty days, the materials for this bracelet will be ready."

Feng Jingchen thought for a while: "This time is about the same. You don't have to force yourself too much. The first priority is to ensure your own safety."

Now there are not more than [-] ghosts in the underworld, and everyone looks familiar to each other, so they are not in a hurry to give out bracelets.

Fang Zhimin smiled brightly: "Lord Yan, don't worry, I don't want to die now."

On such a good day, he is not even willing to reincarnate.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Zhimin reported again: "These days I discussed the standard equipment of the ghost police with Officer Gao. We think that in addition to the spear and scimitar, it is best to equip a pistol. But..."

He scratched his head: "I haven't learned how a pistol is made, and I can't draw the drawings."

Feng Jingchen's eyes were slightly bright, and he took out a blueprint from the warehouse outside: "Then you can refer to this."

Here's one of his many "to-be-researched" projects: the Metaphysical Pistol!

Fang Zhimin took the drawing in surprise.

Hit it up and down carefully several times, and the more you look at it, the brighter your eyes: "So it is, so it is. Thank you Lord Yama! I know what to do!"

Feng Jingchen was also very satisfied: "Come on, if you need help, you can come to me."

"Okay." Fang Zhimin responded unconsciously.

Inspiration burst into his mind, and he couldn't wait to start researching!

Feng Jingchen didn't bother him either, and turned to look at Wang Jiaxiang.

Wang Jiaxiang immediately ran over, grinning with eight teeth: "Benefactor, are you looking for me?"

Feng Jingchen organized his words: "I want to ask you to help me with an experiment."

He emphasized: "The kind of experiment that is done on you."

"Ah?" Wang Jiaxiang's mind immediately appeared, the picture of his life before his death.

He swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and said, "Human, human experiment?"

Feng Jingchen didn't hide it from him: "It's almost the same. The resentment on your body is a bit weird. I want to use the Sansheng Stone to see the scene when you accidentally set the fire."

"But Sansheng Stone can only be seen by oneself, and others cannot see it. So I want to study the visual sharing technology."

"Ah..." Wang Jiaxiang was a little dazed when he talked about the past life.

Feng Jingchen didn't urge him either: "Don't worry about this, you will have to wait until your reincarnation before you can see the past life in the Sansheng Stone on the Wangxiang Terrace. You should think about it carefully."

"This experiment has certain risks, but I can guarantee that you will not die."

Wang Jiaxiang scratched his head in a daze: "Then let me think about it again. Thank you benefactor."

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly.

Wang Jiaxiang turned around and ran back.

Yan Wangyin was puzzled: "Chenchen, what's wrong with his resentment? Was there something wrong with the judgment of the underworld?"

Feng Jingchen shook his head slightly: "It's still unclear what the reason is. It's just that the resentment in him can't be eliminated even by death, it's very weird."

Yan Wangyin's tone was much more serious when he heard the words: "This is really weird! It stands to reason that as long as you die once, the grievances will definitely disappear."

Feng Jingchen opened the electronic life and death book: "Moreover, the life and death books recorded his previous lives, and it seems that there is no difference in the degree of unlucky."

In other words, Wang Jiaxiang's grievances in the past six lifetimes probably haven't dissipated even a single bit!

So many times, it's all in vain.

When Yan Wangyin saw this, he was even more at a loss: "It's really strange, this matter is so big, it's impossible for the underworld not to find out the weirdness?"

Feng Jingchen glanced at it, but didn't answer: "Let's look elsewhere first."

What happened so long ago cannot be found out in a few words now.

Yan Wangyin also restrained his thoughts: "Okay! Chen Chen, let's go to the processing factory next~"

The tool shop is right next door and everything is running fine.

With the mature experience in import and export, under Murong Xiaoxiao's scheduling, there will be no gaps in the factory without raw materials.

the other side.

The second residential building is in full swing, and all the ghosts are waiting to see it.

And Gao Lang's trial training for ghosts has also come to an end, and in a few days, the required talents will be screened out.

Everything is in order and thriving.

Feng Jingchen thought about it, and asked Li Xingguo to recruit more workers.

Strive to implement the eight-hour work system and double-break shifts for all types of work.

Now that there are more and more ghosts in the underworld, more jobs need to be prepared.

Feng Jingchen and Yan Wangyin finally came to Meng Rongxing and Wen Xinyan's side.

A few days ago, they led their apprentices and moved into the temporary software center.

The working environment is the most modern of all types of work.

When everyone saw Feng Jingchen coming in, they immediately stood up and said hello.

Meng Rongxing and Wen Xinyan immediately greeted them with their work reports: "Yan Wangye."

Feng Jingchen nodded slightly.

Wen Xinyan began to report: "Lord Yan, the operation of the two apps is now on the right track, and there are no major problems."

"The apprentices are also progressing smoothly in their studies. When Fang Tiejiang's bracelet is finished, they can almost be independent."

"However, since accessing the chat room, the system often detects sensitive content chatted by players, and we need to manually check and deal with it."

"Now we have enough manpower, but when there are more projects in the future, I suggest that it is better to set up a dedicated operation department or customer service department."

Feng Jingchen: "Okay. Look for candidates first."

Meng Rongxing immediately suggested: "Lord Yan, I think Sister Weng is suitable to be the head of the customer service department! She is very good at cursing."

Now that there is nothing on the Didi Fighting Ghosts forum, Sister Weng should be let out, and they are ashamed to quit the Internet in Zaan!

"..." Wen Xinyan quickly twisted his arm!

How can there be customer service swearing?Could it be any more unreliable? !

however…

Feng Jingchen and Yan Wangyin were thoughtful: "This proposal is good."

The customer service of the underworld, you have to be more domineering!

Wen Xinyan: "..."

Her expression froze for a moment, and she could only smile awkwardly "hehe".

Bite the bullet and continue to report: "By the way, Lord Yan. Recently, we have received user feedback that more and more people think our app is ugly."

Meng Rongxing was also very confused: "I think it looks pretty good now."

The artist of their APP has been replaced three times.

For the first time, they approached the foreman who was building the housing complex.The lines are horizontal and vertical, and the painting is so beautiful.

As a result, a group of unscrupulous people complained that the black and white lines were too simple and protested.

So for the second time, they found a girl who was a kindergarten teacher during her lifetime, and came up with an art version with very lively colors and lines.

result!Some troublemakers felt that the picture was too naive and did not fit their identities.

By the third edition, they managed to find a serious graphic designer!

It's just that this designer has been doing template work all his life.

The art version designed was dismissed by the troublemakers as mediocre and too routine.

Wen Xinyan sighed: "Now our four versions of skins have not been removed, so they can choose at will. However, there are still many people who are not satisfied and want to crowdfund and change their skins."

Meng Rongxing crossed his arms: "I think they are used to it. Let them use it as they like."

Ever since Feng Jingchen pissed off those celestial masters, Meng Rongxing has become more stubborn now.

Feng Jingchen was thoughtful.

He thought of the female student from the Republic of China that he saw at the hot pot restaurant yesterday.

The paintings that were trampled by male ghosts had vivid colors that were rare in that era.

Moreover, the strokes are concise and lively, which is the bright and simple aesthetic that is popular now.

Feng Jingchen turned his eyes slightly, and raised his hand to beckon the two ghosts from yesterday.

"Ah!" The red lotus fire on the male ghost's body was burning fiercely, rolling and crying continuously.

He was thrown into the Infernal Prison by Murong Qiao. He had been burned for a day and a night, and his voice was very hoarse.

This eerie scream immediately attracted the attention of all the ghosts in the room.

Even the ghosts near the software center heard the sound and came over to probe their brains one after another.

And when the female student saw this male ghost, she shivered subconsciously!stepped back in horror