My weird life

As Su Wu expected, bringing the unlit black candle directly into reality was indeed a suicidal act.

He gave up the idea.

After exiting the simulator, Su Wu relaxed his body and leaned back.

His eyes flickered as he recalled the experiences of the last simulation.

"Among the rewards for the end of this time, there is one item called 'clear out the minions of the minions', which is quite generous.

But the reward is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that after clearing out the minions, the minions will indeed temporarily lose their lethality."

"At that time, I directly released most of the power in my ghost hand, and the hand of the corpse ghost instantly became huge, sweeping away all the minions.

This method is simple, direct and effective.

Apart from this method, if you want to instantly kill more than 200 minions, you must have a large-scale lethal weapon - using fire can certainly ignite a large number of minions, but it cannot kill them instantly.

So, can you also use the trick of the ghost hand's giantization in reality?

Simply and directly sweep out all the minions?"

The dark arm groped for a pen in the dark, and ten fingers kept moving the pen.

After throwing the pen out and picking it up again and again, the pen was finally moved to fly and spin between the ten dark fingers.

Su Wu looked at the pen spinning on his fingertips, and his mind settled: "The main reason why triggering most of the power of the ghost hand to make it huge will cause my vitality to be completely exhausted is that my compatibility with the ghost hand is not high.

If the compatibility reaches 50%, I will be seriously injured if I use this trick again, but I will not die immediately.

If the compatibility is 70%, it may only greatly reduce my life span, but I will not show obvious injuries.

If the compatibility is 100%, the damage will be very small when using this trick."

"So, the premise of my wanting to use this trick is to improve the compatibility between myself and the ghost hand first, at least to more than 70%!"

He called up the detailed introduction panel of the ghost hand.

Look at the last item.

Compatibility with the host itself: 8%.

The previous compatibility was 7%, and just when he was thinking while spinning the pen with the ghost hand, this number increased by 1%!

This shows that not only can enduring pain improve the fit between the ghost hand and oneself, but even some targeted training in daily life can also improve this proficiency!

No matter how small the improvement is, it is still an improvement!

Su Wu immediately got up and walked to the living room, and took out a box from under the coffee table.

Sitting back in the room, he opened the box, which contained several balls of wool and a handful of knitting needles.

Don't ask how a normal single man can have such things at home.

In the dark, Su Wu's left hand cooperated with the ghost hand and knitted a sweater.

…

On the 15th.

Office Building No. 9, Dayu Bay, Mingzhou City.

The afterglow of the sunset shone through the glass window into the boss's office of Boyu Company.

Huang Zhicheng sat upright behind a large solid wood desk in the color of crabapple.

He was nearly 30 years old, and his hairline had moved back seriously. Even if he sat on the chair with his back straight, he couldn't hide the "swimming ring" under his clothes.

Opposite him, the boss of Boyu Company, Lin Guangyuan, who was already in his forties, was still tall and straight, with his hair neatly combed. He looked capable and handsome, and looked much younger than Huang Zhicheng.

Lin Guangyuan pushed a document to Huang Zhicheng and said with a kind smile: "Zhicheng, you have witnessed the company from its inception to its gradual development, and have made great contributions to the company.

This is an equity incentive agreement, please sign it.

It is also the company's affirmation of you!"

Equity incentive agreement? !

Huang Zhicheng was suddenly called to the office by his boss, and he was still very nervous.

At his age, once he was called by his superiors or boss for a private talk, he would rarely have a good ending.

He didn't expect that he would have such good luck.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he opened the folder in front of him, and sure enough, he saw the five ink words of the equity agreement on the white A4 paper.

I don't know if it was because he was too excited, so that the five words were a little blurry.

For a moment, the ink characters seemed to turn into wriggling black human figures.

Huang Zhicheng squinted his eyes, and the handwriting on the paper returned to normal.

He was more certain that he had hallucinated before, so he no longer hesitated, opened the cover, and read through the terms of the contract one by one.

Bang! Bang!

He heard his heartbeat.

The ink characters on the paper turned into balls of thread, entangled and intertwined, slowly outlining a black hole.

At the other end of the black hole, Lin Guangyuan looked at him with a smile: "Zhiyou, if there is no problem, just sign the agreement."

"Yes, yes!"

Huang Zhicheng woke up from a dream, quickly turned to the last few pages of the contract, picked up a pen handed by the boss, and solemnly wrote his name in the signature area.

The red ink spread on the paper.

A chill surged from Huang Zhicheng's feet, quickly pushing the blood around him to his right hand - the pen in his right hand.

Then, the blood spread more and more on the paper, gradually dyeing the entire paper red.

The ink words on the paper were soaked in blood, and they all squirmed, turning into human figures struggling and howling in the blood river.

"You voluntarily signed this contract and sold everything you have to me."

"I will pay you the right to work for me forever for free as compensation."

"The contract has come into effect."

As Lin Guangyuan finished speaking, a large amount of blood-red gas gushed out of Huang Zhicheng's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and poured into the folder in front of him.

In Huang Zhicheng's eyes, in the blood river on the paper, the struggling figures were reaching out to grab him--

In an instant, he was grabbed by those hands and dragged into the blood river!

In the office.

An ordinary blue folder lay quietly on the table.

Huang Zhicheng, who was supposed to be sitting on the chair, was nowhere to be seen, and only his clothes were piled up on the chair.

A pair of skinny hands covered with age spots stretched out from the sleeves of his suit and picked up the folder.

Lin Guangyuan, who was sitting on the boss chair, looked very old at that moment.

It was as if he had suddenly changed from a smart and capable man in his prime to an old man with chicken skin and white hair.

As he opened the folder, a stream of blood-colored air immediately rushed out of it, pouring into his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, making his spirit and appearance instantly younger, even younger than before!

In the folder, there was no trace of the "Equity Incentive Agreement".

There was only a dark red, leather-like page.

There were a lot of distorted words on it that normal people could not understand.

Only the last line of words could be understood by ordinary people.

It was a number: 500.

"Five hundred more people, I can be completely free..." Lin Guangyuan's voice was slightly relaxed.