"Undetectable?" Chen Qing was stunned when he heard this, he looked up and saw that Bu Zhaozhao's face was unusually open.

"Are you...... Detected? ”

Chen Qing frowned, and asked again: "You are obviously just a soul...... Why ......"

"The soul doesn't mean that you can't use intangible cultural heritage, just like the typewriter I signed a contract with you, some things are originally operated by the soul, which is not surprising."

She explained frankly, and continued to speak to Chen Qing: "The key problem is not here.

The point is, in the route I predicted, all the routes of the Thousand Faces Langjun were gone, which is not ...... at all in history."

"Doesn't exist?" He looked weird.

"It's been twice."

"Isn't that okay?"

"But those two intangible cultural relics were only invalidated when they climbed the A-level."

His face remained the same, but Bu Zhaozhao became much more cautious: "I don't know what the situation is...... But listening to my sister's advice, its danger may outweigh the benefits, so let it go first. ”

He looked out the window, he didn't know what he was thinking, and seeing that he was silent, Bu Zhaozhao couldn't continue to persuade him.

But at this point, she still gave useful advice: "If you are obsessed with promotion, there are two ways to get promoted, one is to reverse the high-level intangible cultural heritage to judge the materials and routes.

The second is obtained through shrines. ”

Her figure faded, and her voice faded away: "You can do it yourself." ”

He listened to the words that disappeared in his ears, his fingertips tapping softly on the windowsill.

Shrines and high-level intangible cultural relics......

Not so easy to get.

He was silent, his gaze turning to the unturned screen behind him.

On the chat group's website, the number of people online has become six.

"Welcome to the Covert Forum. The forum aims to be mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial.

Please pay attention to protect your own privacy and security in the forum, the forum only guarantees all speeches in the forum, and cannot guarantee your offline security. ”

In the chat interface of the forum, the message released by the system pops up first.

This interface is very simple,Less than two or three centimeters above this chat history is the number of people online,And the chat area below is white,No other function keys are seen。

Only at the bottom, a faintly flickering cursor struggles to prove itself.

"Welcome to this forum." - Man with a Thousand Faces

"Who are you? You look familiar with this forum. - Albinism

"Don't just ask for other people's information. No one in this forum wants their name to be known. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"But you look familiar with this forum." - Albinism.

He's right. Do you have a relationship with this forum? "—Hunter

"It's a matter of fees." - Man with a Thousand Faces

After a brief silence, his cursor began to flicker again.

"But this time I'm willing to offer it to you for free. This forum needs some basic trust to continue.

I am willing to lead by example.

Yes and no. Both. ”

Off-screen, there is a young girl clutching her hair with a pale face, and a lot of brown hair falling out on her young screen, she looks at the words on the screen, and thinks a lot.

"Yes, it's because it's not the first time I've entered this forum.

No, it's because I don't have anything to do with this site.

This site ...... Or rather, this organization has been circulating for a long time.

Every time it comes out, it comes with a catastrophe.

The last time it was published, I was there.

Hundreds of years later, I'm just here again. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"So you've entered the Hidden Ones twice?" - Sailor

"Yes." - Man with a Thousand Faces

"So I've got some ...... here Some of the understanding.

For example, this is an organization of extraordinary people.

For example, you all have something you want to know or want to know.

Here, even knowledge can be traded.

If the number of transactions or activity reaches the standard, the Hidden One will give some chance rewards. —Man with a Thousand Faces

"Since there is an opportunity, why not hide it." - Hunter

"There's got to be someone else. (helpless expression)" - the man with a thousand faces

"Oh? This year's Hidden Artist didn't load emojis? —Man with a Thousand Faces

"......" - the author of fairy tales

"It's kind of interesting, I like it." - Fairy tale author

"But how can we guarantee that everything we have obtained will not be lost, and besides, the information about the sale and purchase has been given away by the other party - or the information is wrong. Isn't that a loss? - Albinism

In the jungle, there was an ape-man with dead wood in his arms, and the faint light on his face shone on the grass.

Behind him, the bodies of about six, seven, or eight people lay quietly elsewhere.

"Someone can't help it......" he muttered softly, "I'm almost over...... Hurry up, hurry up. ”

"Then we can try." - Man with a Thousand Faces.

"It's just right, after all, hundreds of years have passed, and I also want to try whether the Hidden One's intangible cultural heritage is okay." - Man with a Thousand Faces

After he finished this sentence, after the five people in front of the screen saw this word, that is, in the next second, a trading prompt popped up on their screens.

"The Man of a Thousand Faces is applying to initiate deals with albinism, hunters, sailors, fairy tale authors."

On the screen, they all clicked on the consent application.

And the moment they agreed, they saw the head of the Man with a Thousand Faces jump to the center of the screen.

"I'm going to make two deals with you.

Once, you can pass off a false message as a commodity, and I'll buy it.

Under normal circumstances, this purchase will be blocked by the website.

Next, I would like to trade a piece of common sense in the extraordinary world to you. In this way, you can do it. ”

The four of them were in a deep mood, but they answered.

"I'm a man." - Transaction rejection.

"There is a god in this world." - Permission refusal.

"I'm silicon-based life." - Transaction rejection.

"My hair is colored." - Transaction rejection.

He looked at the information on the screen, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and he was happy.

He tapped the keyboard, and a line of words was typed on the screen.

"There is a god in this world." - Verification is successful.