Walking on the street, Feng Xue habitually pressed his hood, and at the same time secretly prayed not to run into an appraiser, of course, this was praying for the appraiser, after all, if he was recognized as a phantom object, he could only kill people!

Since the crossing, Feng Xue has always adhered to the principle that people don't offend me, and I don't offend people, because his morality tells him that even in this kind of place where there is no moral and legal constraints, he must maintain the most basic morality of good and evil, otherwise he is very likely to lose himself.

But now it's different.

He had the determination to kill others for his own survival.

In the words of Jo, that is, he awakened the dark will.

It is the realization that you can do whatever you want to do.

The place where the corpse appeared was as usual on the outskirts of a warehouse somewhere in the Cross Sword Guild, although it had only been a few days since the garbage day, but just like when he had just crossed the time, many of the newcomers did not have enough knowledge of the necessary [knowledge], and their knowledge of the management gang and the ability system of the world was not comprehensive enough, in order to survive, they had to fight before the [knowledge] was exhausted.

But obviously, unless these people who have just crossed over have some strange golden fingers on them, it will be difficult to shake the power of the local gangs, after all, Wu, who was abandoned by the original world as garbage, is not qualified to inherit the power of the original world.

Showing his [corpse collector] profession, Feng Xue pulled the cart and loaded more than a dozen corpses, with the blessing of the [carrying] elements and internal force, his strength is no longer what it used to be, although he can't drive a three-hundred-stone strong bow, but it is more than enough to pull a dozen people on the cart.

However, this time, he did not dissect the corpses one by one and smelt them back as before, nor did he follow the proper process and throw the corpses into the wild, but went around the landfill, taking the sparsely populated and remote location as the benchmark for throwing the corpses.

Yes, the choice of where to dump the corpse now is exactly the same as the choice of the place he chose to live temporarily.

Removing a corpse from the car, Feng Xue took out a black ball from the storage bag and put it on its chest, then took out Chen Xiyao's bottle, poured out some of the pale yellow liquid inside, and poured it on the black ball.

After doing all this, he didn't stop at all, and immediately moved on to the next place.

More than a dozen corpses were quickly scattered by him in the landfill, and he circled back to Chen Xiyao's hut.

"Are you ready?"

"Hmm." Chen Xiyao nodded vigorously, but just as Feng Xue turned around, she finally couldn't help but speak:

"Well, are you going with me?"

Say it!

At this time, Chen Xiyao seemed to be the moment when she submitted the exam papers for the final exam, and the whole person was much more relaxed, and the previous troubles were swept away at this moment, but then what came was anxiety about the results.

She looked at Feng Xue nervously, but found that this man showed a rare smile-

"Now I can't go to your world, but as long as you remember me, we will meet again one day."

Chen Xiyao's mood was suddenly a little depressed, but in the face of this somewhat Spirited Away answer, she still cheered up, raised her head, and asked seriously, "Really?" ”

"Really."

Feng Xue looked at the little thumb handed by the girl, and hooked her a little helplessly, without saying an oath such as "a liar will swallow a thousand needles", but just silently started to act.

They don't have much time to operate, and they can't start a three- or four-episode pre-war romance drama at this time - and they can't have a shot before the big war like European and American films.

Chen Xiyao carried the cardboard box and followed behind Feng Xue, and with the assistance of internal force, in a few minutes, he had already returned to the vicinity of the original house.

Although it is nearby, the distance is at least two hundred meters away, after all, Feng Xue can be sure that the house is now under surveillance, and now, it is not yet time to break through.

"Do you remember everything I told you?" Worried that Chen Xiyao was too nervous, Feng Xue asked again, and hearing the question that Feng Xue had asked several times today, Chen Xiyao said helplessly:

"Remember, when you say 'start,' put on the cardboard box, don't do anything, go all the way to the door, just grab the doorknob with your hand, and I'll be able to push the door back, right?"

"That's right, but you forgot that if there's someone blocking the door, you have to wait for him to leave or I'll kill him, or you might get caught before you get in." Feng Xue opened her mouth again to emphasize that Chen Xiyao felt inexplicably relieved about this man who was chattering like an old mother, nodded and mumbled, then lifted the cardboard box and buckled herself.

Seeing Chen Xiyao disappear from his vision like this, Feng Xue took out the counterfeit pocket watch that was injected with [Time], [Stop], and [Props] from his arms, and after looking at the time, he stretched out his hand, turned over and jumped onto the roof, with the help of the vision enhanced by the assassin tag, he looked at his original residence from afar, quietly waiting for the last calm before the storm.

Tick, tick, tick......

The second hand was beating one by one, and suddenly, in Feng Xue's original dormitory, there was a rush of footsteps, and then, a man hurriedly walked out from behind the door, and he rode a motorcycle with an extremely stylish style, accompanied by the loud sound of ghost fire, all the way to the distance.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth hooked slightly, the first step of the plan was successful!

Yes, as Lao Li said before, "The professional label has requirements for business, and the corpse collector will lose his job if he does not collect the corpse, and some jobs are more stringent", there is no doubt that Lao Li has some jobs that refer to managers.

And what is the task of the manager?

Managing landfills?

Or management [none]?

Or is it to manage access to residential areas?

After thinking of the fact that the gang brother would have to drag the stitching monster even if he died, Feng Xue had a new idea-

Could it be the manager's duty to combat the bad omen that appear in the landfill?

In fact, a few days ago, even if he thought of this, Feng Xue didn't have any good way, but a few days ago, after he experimented with the ability of the black ball in the wild and found that this thing could distort the bad omen, he gradually understood the essence of this thing-

It is a collection of garbled characters, a "mountain of" composed of information errors, and although it is not contagious, the huge and distorted [consciousness] in it has a similar property to the bad omen itself.

After Feng Xue verified in the field that the corpse and the real thing provided by Chen Xiyao were used as the culture medium, the result of cultivating the bad omen with the black ball, and gave it a very apt name - the seed of bad omen.

And now, the seeds have taken root and sprouted, and the managers have been successfully transferred.

Turned over and jumped off the roof, although he didn't see the cardboard box, Feng Xue understood that Chen Xiyao was beside him, he popped out the suffocating blade with his right hand, and held the Holy Mother of Disintegration with his left hand, and said in a calm tone:

"Let's get started!"