"Yes, I figured it out...... Okay, wages are not settled these days...... Okay, sorry for you...... Well, I won't be here. ”

Hanging up the phone, Gu Mou let out a long breath.

The last time I was teleported to the half-plane was too abrupt, and during the twenty-four hours I waited for the teleportation to cool down, the time on the Earth plane did not stop or slow down as in some novels.

The unexpected situation made Gu Mou miss a day of work, and he still couldn't be contacted. Although the head of the department did not pursue this matter too much because of his usual serious work, Gu Mou could not help but think about the future.

This time it's just a day, what if you encounter a task that will take ten days and a half months to complete in the future?

There is a high probability that the company will not be able to contact anyone for such a long time, and the possibility of Gu Mou's secret being exposed will greatly increase. If he happened to be bumped into by the police investigating the case when he teleported back from the different plane, he didn't dare to think about that picture.

Taking a step back, even if the company doesn't call the police, Gu Mou can't keep his job.

No company can tolerate a low-level employee being absent from work at every turn.

Rather than being fired, it is better to resign yourself.

As for the question of money, Gu Mou said that it is no longer a problem.

The ruffian who came to ask the original landlord Lao Jin for an account gave Gu Mou a wake-up call and made him think of a solution to the current dilemma.

Recently, there is a popular saying on the Internet: Looking for a shortcut to make a fortune? Flip through the Criminal Code, you can see everything you want.

Being a traitor will make money quickly, provided that you are not afraid of the severe punishment of the law.

Gu Mou will not take the initiative to do anything that violates the law, but what if someone amasses ill-gotten gains?

Lao Jin loves to gamble, as a tenant who has been with him for several years, even if Gu Mou is not interested in this, he will know more or less. For example, where Lao Jin often goes, Gu Mou knows its specific location.

Returning to the house, closing the doors and windows, and after closing the curtains, he summoned the Soul Snatching Scythe.

The fire in the half-plane killed hundreds of thousands of creatures, including many large beasts, and more snakes, insects, rats and ants.

The place where Gu Mou is located belongs to the suburbs of the city, and the underground gambling house that Lao Jin likes to go to is not far from here, if Gu Mou is in the city, he would not dare to use the spirit to summon a large number of animal souls at will, but the suburbs are different.

With the help of the cover of plants and plants in the forest, insects and ants can easily hide in the middle of the field, so that people cannot find it. Gu Mou should pay attention to himself, and he can't make people suspicious of him after the accident.

I've lived here for several years and haven't been there once, and if someone saw it in the neighborhood before it happened, it would be suspicious. The only way to reduce the chance of being discovered is to go at night, not to mention the night when there are few people, and it is also convenient to use the ability of spiritualization. In that way, even if it is seen, it is just another legend of the countryside and no one takes it seriously.

Patience is a virtue, but waiting is an ordeal. In order not to be tormented, Gu Moumei slept beautifully.

The previous day in the half-plane his nerves were tense, even after the strengthening of the world's will, he didn't feel tired physically, but a person's mentality is not so easy to change, Gu Mou still wants a good rest subconsciously.

He slept so hard that by the time he opened his eyes, it was the middle of the night.

Glancing at my phone, it was pitch black inside and outside the house at two o'clock in the morning.

It's time to act.

Moments later, a translucent figure floated out like a ghost, and soon melted into the night, disappearing.

The night blocked the view, the night covered the tracks, and quietly, the destination was already in sight.

It should be quiet in the middle of the night, but somewhere on the outskirts of the city it is brightly lit. The light was so bright that even the thick black curtain could not completely obscure it. If you get closer, you can hear the jumble of human voices.

If it weren't for the fact that the location here was remote enough and there were no other residents nearby, it would have been reported a long time ago.

Remote, no one around, just in line with the intention of Gu Gu.

The Soul Snatcher Scythe was slanted on his shoulder, and at some point, hundreds of ants had gathered behind Gu Mou.

These ants are all black and small, and it is extremely difficult to find them, let alone hundreds, even thousands, tens of thousands, tens of thousands of them at night.

took out a red Grandpa Mao and shook it on the ant colony, and Gu Mou said, "Go ahead." ”

The ants shook their tentacles and crawled quickly in the direction of the light.

Gold Eater Ant: Likes to eat metal, has no attack power, and is good at group cooperation. Intelligence: Very low, Mental Power Consumed by Summoning: 1, Mental Power Consumed Every 60 Seconds After Summoning: 1. Quality: None.

The ability to use the spirit is not as unrestricted as imagined, and the mental power consumed when summoning and maintaining its existence is the threshold.

What the hell is quality?

It means that the species level is so low that the will of the world doesn't even bother to evaluate it.

Gu Mou shook his head again and again.

Invisible contempt, the deadliest.

In fact, this is not bad, otherwise Gu Mou would not be able to summon hundreds of gold devouring ants at once.

The fanatical gamblers will not notice that there are ants crawling around in all corners of the house, and the thugs who are responsible for keeping an eye on the wind and maintaining order will not think that the ants who will not stop when they sweep their eyes will do something.

It's so common for small insects like ants to be found in houses on the outskirts of the city, not to mention that they don't notice it, and even if they do, no one cares.

They wouldn't have expected that these little dots that no one cared about were committing crazy crimes at the moment.

When the first Gold Eater ant entered a secret room through a crack in the house, its tentacles began to shake when it sensed a large number of scented messages from a metal cabinet for the mission target.

In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of gold-devouring ants had completed their assembly following the hormonal messages emitted by their kind.

According to their original habits, these gold-eating ants initially wanted to dig a passage into the ground, and when they found that they could pass through the matter without digging at all, they swarmed up from the ground and burrowed into the cabinet.

But soon new problems arose.

They are soul states that can ignore the obstruction of matter, and their mission goal - the red Grandpa Mao cannot. Each time, they just wore themselves out, and the mission target remained in the closet.

After failing hundreds of times, the intelligence of the Gold Eater Ant finally learned its lesson. One by one, the gold-eating ants buried their heads and gnawed at the bottom of the cabinet.

Miraculously, the gold-eating ants in the soul state can still secrete formic acid that corrodes metal.

With the efforts of hundreds of gold-eating ants, somewhere at the bottom of the metal cabinet became pitted, and finally turned into tiny holes.

The holes were initially separated, but the gold-eater ants quickly brought them together, forming a fist-thick "large" hole, revealing a layer of cement on the floor.

By the end of the day, two hours had passed.

After this was done, the gold-eating ant protrusions vanished, leaving only one in place.

Less than five minutes after the Gold Eater ants vanished, there was an extremely faint rattling sound on the ground, as if some kind of creature was digging underground.

Soon, a spiky head popped up, and the tip of its nose was just right to jack the gold-eating ant.

If someone familiar sees this scene, they will find that the owner of the pointed head is actually a pangolin.

It turned out that the previous disappearance of the gold devouring ant was because Gu Mou canceled the summoning, leaving only one for positioning, and the freed up spiritual power was used to summon other creatures.

After digging through the ground, the pangolin made a horizontal hole in the ground, revealing the rats behind it that had been waiting for a long time.

The rats are welcome, rushing into the cabinet or holding one, or three or five, before turning around and returning to the passage.

After going back and forth dozens of times, the cabinet became empty.

The harvest is amazing.

Gu Mou checked his backpack, looked at the sky that had already appeared, and returned to his residence before it was dark.

As he left, he didn't hear the angry roar of someone opening the safe a quarter of an hour later, dumbfounded as it was empty.