Can Jiuluoyu Also Work As Customer Service In Wuxianliu? Chapter 46
byChapter 46 Chapter 46 “What then?”…
“What then?” The ghost painter hadn’t figured out the situation yet, so he didn’t know why Zhang Yu fell from the sky and landed in his arms.
Zhang Yu raised his chin proudly, like a bratty kid who solved a difficult problem, and couldn’t wait to take credit: “Didn’t you let me slowly understand before? I understand, I understand completely!”
The ghost painter was a little dazed.
Zhang Yu’s eyes were full of anticipation, waiting for the ghost painter to ask him what he understood.
The ghost painter who came back to his senses couldn’t help but feel a little funny.
Back then, the ball of light became intelligent and took on a human form. After so many years of vicissitudes of life, he remained the same, never changed.
“What do you understand?” the ghost painter asked cooperatively.
“I understand…” Zhang Yu protracted his tone, pretending to be subtle, and looked at the ghost painter with bright eyes without blinking: “You like me, I like you, and then we will always be together.”
It’s a very ordinary sentence, not special. Anyone can say it. Maybe it flows between the lips and teeth of strong love all the time. It’s easy to say it, and it’s easy to disperse when the passion subsides.
Even with such a sentence, some people will wait for countless endless days and nights.
Before waiting for the ghost painter’s answer, Zhang Yu poked the ghost painter’s shoulder with his index finger and asked stickyly: “Is that true?”
“Yes.” The ghost painter grabbed Zhang Yu’s finger and smiled involuntarily.
Zhang Yu was so happy that his tail almost turned up. He felt even happier than when he first made money.
very nice.
very nice!
So happy!
The ghost painter placed Zhang Yu on a branch.
Only then did Zhang Yu realize that the surroundings were also surrounded by black mist, with scrolls flying through the sky, fighting you to the death. This was the critical moment for your life.
He gasped, almost forgetting that this seemed to be a life-or-death situation.
Although the black mist cannot swallow Zhang Yu, he really doesn’t know how to escape now.
We can’t stay in a stalemate here forever.
“…”
Zhang Yu frowned and thought.
The ghost painter held Zhang Yu’s waist and jumped between the branches, nimbly dodging the rolling black mist: “It’s okay.”
His tone was soft, as if he said it casually. If you peel it off carefully, you can see the firmness that keeps breaking.
Zhang Yu had no doubt: “Yeah!”
A cold snort came from the black mist: “When did you talk about love? Do you really think you are here to play house in an amusement park? Don’t make me laugh!”
Countless sharp claws poured out from the swirling black mist, grabbing at them without leaving any space.
Zhang Yu thought, and the tree roots that followed him surged in an instant, blocking them in front of them, blocking the dense claws.
The tree roots were entangled with the black mist, creating a severe stalemate.
The black mist tried its best to swallow the roots of the trees, and kept invading along the lines of the bark, but they were too long and could not be swallowed up easily.
The tree roots risked everything, tearing at the mist regardless, trying to crush them completely.
“Why are you working so hard?” The voice in the black fog stopped being angry and used a strange tone to tirelessly shake people’s hearts. “What will happen if we go out? I have seen countless outsiders. How many people are living happily in the outside world?”
“Think about it carefully, you two monsters, can this world really accommodate you?”
“Why not?” Zhang Yu said matter-of-factly, and said with disdain: “Don’t leave the frog in the well? It’s funny to imagine a world you haven’t seen before.”
After finishing speaking, Zhang Yu secretly marveled. He felt that the power of comprehensive understanding was overflowing in his body, and his literary attainments had made another qualitative leap.
How is this different from the protagonist in the novel who breaks through the realm at a critical moment?
While he was talking, a wisp of black mist floated over from the blind spot of his vision. When he got close, it condensed into something like an ice pick and suddenly pierced the back of Zhang Yu’s head…
Swish——
Before Zhang Yu could react, a scroll unfolded neatly, and an ink figure emerged from the paper, crashing through it and breaking through the menacing black mist.
The black mist that condensed into spikes was shattered by the impact, and the ink shadow was paralyzed by the shock. It shrank into a few dots of ink and scattered from the air, and soon disappeared.
“The ghost painter is really a good calculator.” The voice in the black mist mocked: “Isn’t this the ‘portraits’ of the players? The players left the portraits to you so that you can use them like this?”
“What did you say at the beginning? Let me think about it…’Leave a portrait and have a chance to meet someone in the future?’…This is the reason why you coax players into entering the painting, right?”
“As a result, after entering the painting, they become your tools and are enslaved by you. It’s really pitiful for those players. Even if they die in the game, the last bit of value will be squeezed out.”
The ghost painter was unmoved: “This sound? It’s pitiful. I’m afraid it’s not your turn to say it.”
The voice in the black mist snorted coldly, and stepped up its offensive. The black mist came overwhelmingly towards the two people on the tree.
The ink shadows in the scroll emerged one after another, fighting with the black mist risking their lives.
The turbulent black fog in many places was dispersed by Mo Ying. In contrast, many Mo Yings were defeated and swallowed by the fog.
Black mist, ink shadows, and tree roots were so indistinguishable that the situation in the sky was so chaotic that it was difficult to see clearly.
“Can you really hold on?” The voice in the black mist came back, “I don’t care, it’s just a matter of time. Can you afford it?”
“Whether we can afford it or not, we have reached this point. There is no reason to give up.” The ghost painter said calmly, “You have said so many words. Are you feeling guilty?”
An idea flashed in Zhang Yu’s mind, and he immediately followed up after starting the group: “The villain dies because he talks too much, learn more!”
“…” Even though there was no sound, there was still an unignorable sense of frustration seeping out of the black mist.
“This fog will dissipate as soon as it is hit, and it can be replaced again, endlessly.” Zhang Yu pulled the ghost painter’s sleeve and asked the ghost painter to come over, “We have to engage in a battle of wits.”
“Oh?”
“For example, we pretend that we can’t hold it anymore and let that thing think that we are dead. When they come to harvest, we hold it down and give it eight hundred blows.”
“Good idea.” The ghost painter praised.
“Yeah, right.” Zhang Yu slapped his chest, “Look at my acting skills.”
“Hey…” Heiwu, who had already closed his microphone, said unbearably, “That’s enough for you. I’ve already said it, don’t treat me like a fool.”
Zhang Yu: “Huh?”
“You didn’t even lower your voice. Why are you pretending to bite your ears? I heard every word. Thank you.”
Zhang Yu: “Hey!”
“Also, I have no entity. This world is me, and I am the world. Give up. No matter what you do, you can’t catch me…”
The voice in the black fog suddenly stopped.
In the chaos, he accidentally heard a slight tearing sound below.
“What?” Zhang Yu asked deliberately.
The black mist did not answer, but suddenly sank downwards.
Zhang Yu followed closely behind and jumped down from the branch.
Their fight was all in the air, and the ground was almost not covered by black fog, making it a blind spot.
At this moment, three human figures and a cluster of tree roots were busy digging holes in the ground.
The hole in the ground has been dug to an incredible depth. You can’t see the bottom at a glance. It looks like an endless abyss that can connect to another world.
Seeing the black mist suddenly pouring down, the three of them were frightened, their bodies stiffened, and they hurriedly dispersed. However, the scope of the black mist was too wide, and they could not avoid it at all.
Bang–!
At the last moment, Zhang Yukankan arrived, stood in front of them and punched away the black mist.
“What do you mean by this?” Heiwu said coldly: “Don’t tell me you want to dig a tunnel to escape?”
“No.” Zhang Yuyi said sternly: “To be precise, we intend to tear open a hole and go out openly and honestly.”
“Heh.”
“Last time in the dark dungeon, players were able to escape by breaking open the door with force. Although there is no door this time, as the saying goes, there are no conditions to create conditions. The same is true for breaking open a ‘door’ yourself.”
“You said so many words just now to provide cover for the people below?”
“Of course, if it wasn’t to attract your attention, who would want to talk to you?”
“You made a good calculation.”
“Indeed.” Zhang Yu also felt that their plan was good, and Tong really opened a hole for them.
Before falling from the sky, Tong Wei and the others had already woken up, and after landing, they began to carry out Zhang Yu’s arrangements.
The vitality of the tree roots is so tenacious that even the black mist has been torn apart by it several times. It is not impossible for them to gather together and work hard to grow towards a point and open up a passage.
It wasn’t easy to do this under Black Mist’s nose, but luckily I succeeded before it reacted.
“Are you planning to leave just like that?” The voice in the black mist was very strange.
“Yeah, yeah.”
“Is it okay if you just leave like this?” Heiwu asked again, his voice full of ill intentions.
Zhang Yu became alert: “What do you mean?”
“The ghost painter signed a bet with me, but he can’t leave so easily.”
Zhang Yu was stunned.
“Why do you think I would provide customer service for players? What good does this do to me?”
“Actually, the thing is very simple. The only agent I wanted was a ghost painter, but they didn’t cooperate, so I retreated and found someone else.”
“Later we made a bet – I gave him a chance to overthrow me, and he could use all means to prepare, including asking me some conditions that I could accept, but if he failed, he would have to become my slave.”
“The request he made is very special, which is to allow ordinary players to receive equal help. That’s why there is customer service in this game.”
“The bet isn’t over yet, he can’t get away.”
Zhang Yu looked at Heiwu blankly: “How can I defeat you?”
“It’s very simple. Just crush me. It’s not difficult, right? You can’t do it, right?” The voice in the black mist took a rare opportunity and said with utmost provocation.
“That’s right, I understand.” Zhang Yu answered without thinking.
“Huh?”
“Tear you to pieces.” Zhang Yu raised his head and gently glanced at the endless black mist. “If it doesn’t work at once, I will hit you a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times… until I completely tear you apart.”
“You are asking for trouble, you can’t do it.” The voice in the black mist smiled, “After saying so much, things are back to the original point. I can’t devour you, and you can’t do anything to me.”
Zhang Yu stood there, his whole body covered with a terrifying haze.
Tong carefully hid at the entrance of the cave for them, looking at Zhang Yu’s back at a loss, trying his best to contain his breath, for fear of disturbing their confrontation.
——Then we? We will always be together.
Zhang Yu closed his eyes.
Wisps of light overflowed from his body and wrapped around his fingers.
After a moment, Zhang Yu opened his eyes, grabbed the nearby black fog, and tore them apart easily with an unstoppable momentum. The light swept across and the remaining fog disappeared instantly.
Anyone can see that Zhang Yu is much stronger at this moment than before.
They were still fighting back and forth before, but at this time, Heiwu could only retreat continuously and had no power to parry at all.
“You…!” A furious voice came from the black mist, but before it could finish its words, it was chased and beaten by Zhang Yu.
The black mist is retreating steadily, but it is the incarnation of the world, endless and boundless.
Zhang Yu is alone. Even in his current state, he doesn’t know how to clean up until the Year of the Monkey.
“What should I do? I can’t even look at it.” Black Spider asked in a low voice.
“I don’t know.” Anna Ding shrunk her shoulders and gritted her teeth. “This is no longer a situation that we can get involved in… He wants to crush a small world!”
Tong Wei squeezed the edge of the hole tightly with his hands, veins popped out, and looked at Zhang Yu who was in a strange state with worry: “If this continues, I’m afraid he won’t be able to hold on…”
Anna Ding grabbed Tong Wei’s clothes without warning: “Don’t rush forward and die in a hurry. We don’t have the ability to intervene.”
“But…”
“There is no but, there are others who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them. It is true that we should hide them well and not hold them back.”
·
Zhang Yu fought like a beast in the black mist.
He didn’t remember how much black mist he had shattered, nor how long it had been since he came in. He only knew that he couldn’t stop until it was completely over.
“Are you crazy?” The voice in the black fog became angry, “Aren’t you afraid that you will lose control and collapse first?”
“Stop! We can each take a step back! Don’t force me to fight you to the death!”
Zhang Yu turned a deaf ear to them all and ignored them.
“You forced me to do this…”
The black mist twisted into a huge whirlpool, and its pressure was greater than ever before, overwhelming Zhang Yu.
This is a world of power.
Even Zhang Yu would not be able to escape unscathed if he faced him head-on.
Zhang Yu felt this very clearly, but he was fearless and calmly faced it.
Seeing that the two sides were about to collide, a hand suddenly hugged Zhang Yu from behind.
“It’s okay.” The ghost painter’s voice was very soft, but amidst the layers of chaos, Zhang Yu still heard their voice clearly.
“Trust me.”
Zhang Yu paused.
After such a short pause, the huge whirlpool of black mist in front of them had already rushed in front of them.
The ghost painter seemed unaware of the danger and remained motionless, with his right hand weakly wrapped around Zhang Yu’s shoulder.
A long, long time ago, when he was still a little dumpling, Zhang Yu liked the other person hugging him like this.
They were in a daze for a moment, as if the danger so close at hand no longer existed, and they were the only two people left in the world.
“It’s okay.” The ghost painter said again.
“Yes.” Zhang Yu raised his hand and put it on the back of the ghost painter’s hand.
Boom——
The majestic whirlpool covered the sky and sun, pressing down with a posture of destroying everything, announcing the end of everything…
Rusty.
An almost inaudible sound was mixed in with the mighty pressure.
No one noticed that a small tree root stuck out from the whirlpool that destroyed the world.
Then came the second root, and the third root… In an instant, countless tiny tree roots grew wildly in the black mist with the force of a prairie fire.
Everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, every inch of the black mist was filled. They were twisting wildly, tearing at the black mist.
The thunderous whirlpool suddenly stopped.
Zhang Yu raised his head and saw that the whirlpool that was scary just now was covered with tree roots. The momentum disappeared, and it was just a huge group of tree roots.
“Ah?” Zhang Yu blinked and looked blankly at the tree roots that were still growing wildly in front of him.
He knew that tree roots could tear apart the black mist, but the green plants on the flower bed were limited, and the number of tree roots that followed him in was far from such an astonishing number.
Crack–crack–!
The black mist was endless, but it couldn’t stop the overflowing tree roots from growing wildly. In just a short period of time, most of the black mist had been torn away.
The situation reversed so drastically that the chattering voice in the black fog was unexpected.
“Seeds??” Hei Wu exclaimed, “How come you have so many seeds?! You actually hid the seeds in Mo Ying… Impossible! Even the tree is dead!”
“Are you so sure it’s dead?” The ghost painter chuckled, “It’s just a little trick – I used pen and ink to draw an illusion of death for it, and you just took it for granted, and there was nothing I could do about it.”
“I have waited so many years to collect seeds, and now the time is right.”
Zhang Yu: “!”
He didn’t see it as a cover-up at all. He really thought that the old tree was angry to death. However, it was not easy to show cowardice at this time, so he still responded confidently: “That’s right, are you blind?”
Black Mist was so tortured by the seeds that took root that he even uttered a trembling voice: “The portrait you drew for the players is not to help them, nor is it to enslave the ghosts, but to make me let down my guard and swallow the seeds together when swallowing Mo Ying.”
Seeds have tenacious vitality and can grow anywhere, including in pen and ink and black mist.
“That’s right.”
“I’m going to… kill… I’m going to kill you!!” Black Mist screamed miserably, but it had been sucked and torn into smaller and smaller pieces, and it didn’t even have the ability to fight to the death.
Zhang Yu naturally would not miss this opportunity, and stepped in to help at every opportunity, tearing the already torn black mist into even smaller pieces.
After tearing them apart, he raised his hand and used the light oozing from his fingertips to brush through the remaining black mist, completely wiping them into ashes.
“Please…please…don’t do this!” A heart-wrenching cry for mercy rang out in the black mist. “I’m willing to do anything. Let me go. I’ll be your slave. I swear I’ll never fight against you again. Just let me go…”
“There are no slaves in the new era.” Zhang Yu said seriously, “You are not qualified to be a cow or horse. It took me a long time to learn how to do it.”
“You can’t do it.”
After the words fell, Zhang Yu waved his hand, letting the light fall on the last black mist.
·
The ghost painter pulled off the brush and ink from the old tree, revealing its lush appearance.
“It’s done,” the ghost painter said, with no hint of excitement in his voice.
“What an accident.” A voice came from the tree trunk. It probably didn’t speak much, and its tone sounded very strange.
“The world is going to shatter soon, what are you going to do?”
“I was originally a half-dry sapling. I was blown into this world by the wind. I met him and survived by chance.”
“As a tree, I have lived for too long. It has been so long that I feel it is meaningless. If the world is broken, just break it. I don’t care anymore.”
“I went out after that. Can you help me talk to him? Ask him okay.”
The ghost painter didn’t ask any more questions. He waved his hand and called back the scrolls scattered on the ground.
The so-called portrait is also a cover. These players have long known the ghost painter’s plan.
They have been bullied by this world and cannot hold on until they are dying. As long as they can contribute to crushing the game, they will do anything.
Thousands of streams converge, and the great revenge is finally avenged.
·
The black mist turns into powder, and the entire world will cease to exist.
After retracting his hand, Zhang Yu felt the world spin for a while. His whole body felt as if he had fallen into a washing machine, spinning so fast that he almost vomited out.
He wanted to find someone else, but the opportunity was gone. He was thrown out uncontrollably and lost consciousness in an instant.
Zhang Yu woke up from the rain.
When he opened his eyes, a tattered umbrella was approaching, seemingly ready to cover his head.
Zhang Yu’s consciousness was a little blurry, and he looked at each other in confusion.
“Hey, you’re awake? You didn’t go back after get off work and just stayed in the rain on the roadside? Isn’t this crazy? It’s a good thing you met me again.” The owner of the umbrella breathed a sigh of relief, “I was still thinking about whether to take you to the hospital.”
The owner of the umbrella is very old, his face is dark and wrinkled, he has a mean look, his clothes are shabby, and the hands holding the umbrella are covered with calluses. He looks like an old man who is difficult to get along with.
“You’re not going to get wet, are you?” The owner of the umbrella said in a shocked tone, “You don’t have the money to commit such a problem… No, you are really getting wet, what are you going to do?”
The overwhelming pain in Zhang Yu’s mind subsided a little. He later realized that the old man in front of him looked familiar. Not only was he familiar, but the scene was also familiar…
He was stunned for a moment, and slowly remembered the other person’s name.
It’s Old Man Tong.
After half a year, he was picked up by the old man again.
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The author has something to say: The main text ends here~
The reunion of the young lovers and the whereabouts of the others will be left as an extra chapter, probably in two or three chapters.
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