Thriller: I created an alien asylum

“Can this be swiped by credit card?”

Uncle Zhang: "What kind of card? You come here to buy a soul lamp if you don't have money? Xiaoguzi, what kind of customers are you introducing?"

"Shhhh! Don't call me by my name." Xiaoguzi waved his hands quickly: "They are from outside, so you can repay them with something else!"

Uncle Zhang was confused: "What can I charge if I don't charge money?"

Then, he quickly reacted and smiled with an unknown meaning: "Well, these people are so skinny, how much can they repay even if they repay it?"

"Don't use so much lamp oil, just enough to support them leaving."

Uncle Zhang said to Hu Xingde: "I need to charge a little price to buy the soul lamp. Don't worry it won't endanger your life. How about it? Do you want to buy it?"

Then he looked at Ji Wu and Xu Zhou: "It's safer for the three of us to go together."

Ji Wu: "Uncle Zhang, what specific price do you mean?"

In the treacherous realm, you must not be charged an unknown price, otherwise you will not know how you died. Even as a treacherous master, you must be cautious.

Sometimes, some weirdness itself is not very strong, but it has some rules that cause it to die when touched. If its instant death rules are not triggered, it is very easy to contain.

Once the instant death rule is triggered, even if the Contract Master is stronger than this weird strength, the Contract Master will die.

Uncle Zhang touched the beard on his chin, "Well, I'm not afraid that you guys know that the lamp oil of the soul lamp is extracted from special grease and is very precious. This is also the reason why the soul lamp is expensive. Since you don't have the money to come, If you want to buy it, you can provide some raw materials in exchange."

Uncle Zhang made it so obvious that Ji Wu, who had rich experience in dealing with various strange incidents, quickly understood the meaning of his words.

Ji Wu nodded and said, "Twenty pounds."

Then he pointed at Xu Zhou and Hu Xingde: "Ten pounds, twenty pounds."

Uncle Zhang looked them over and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

"If it weighs fifty pounds, I can give you 20 milliliters of lamp oil here, which is enough for you to leave here."

Hu Xingde looked confused, "What fifty pounds?" It's like buying pork, and you still weigh it.

Uncle Zhang took out a piece of yellow oil paper and wrote: Today, three customers came to buy the Soul Lamp - 20 ml of lamp oil. They paid for it themselves, a total of fifty kilograms. It is a fair transaction. Please witness it, the King of Hell.

Then he wrote ten pounds and twenty pounds below, and finally he used the ink pad on one side to cover his fingerprints.

"Come on, put your fingerprints here."

Ji Wu first read the text of the contract to make sure there was no fraud or text trap, then he took Xu Zhou and asked him to put his fingerprints on the ten pounds, and then Ji Wu put his fingerprints on the twenty pounds.

Hu Xingde also followed their lead and put his fingerprints next to the twenty pounds.

After they all pressed the button, Uncle Zhang took the contract and lit it with a match.

When the oil paper burned, a strange smell came out that I couldn't describe as pleasant but not unpleasant. After smelling it for a long time, I felt like I wanted to smell it all the time.

It burns very quickly, burning out in a matter of seconds.

The smell also dissipated.

Only then did Hu Xingde withdraw his infatuated expression. He probably didn't know what kind of expression he showed just now.

Ji Wu and Xu Zhou were more resistant. They just thought the smell was a bit special and did not indulge in it.

The contract takes effect!

Hu Xingde stretched out his fingers and scratched in confusion. What's going on? Feeling a lot lighter, he looked down at his belly.

The beer belly that was originally caused by drinking and poor diet is now deflated!

Hu Xingde grabbed his waist, and the fat on his waist disappeared without a trace!

It's not an illusion! He felt as if he had lost a lot of weight instantly!

Hu Xingde has the most fat on his body, so the weight loss effect is the most obvious. Ji Wuben has a low body fat percentage, so losing 20 pounds will have a little impact on him. He must eat something good to make up for it after returning.

Xu Zhou was already thin and was still growing. Now that he has lost ten kilograms, he looks like a bamboo pole, falling over when the wind blows.

Ji Wu clicked his tongue: "Eat more meat when you go back, otherwise you will think that we have an affair and will abuse others."

Xu Zhou touched his arm: "So the ten pounds refers to the flesh on my body."

Thinking about it this way, it feels a bit scary.

However, for those who are prone to gain weight and lose weight, this is simply good news for losing weight!

Just a fingerprint can help you lose twenty pounds! What kind of paradise is this! Where is the morality? Where is the bottom line? Where is the address?

Perhaps Uncle Zhang will also be regarded as the god of weight loss.

"Meat?" Hu Xingde scratched the meat on his body again and found that he had really lost a lot of weight. He moved his body and felt no pain or discomfort.

Although he felt strange, he still put this feeling behind in order to leave here.

"Give me the soul lamp!"

Uncle Zhang: "Wait a minute, I'll get the lamp oil."

He went to the shelf and picked out a 20 ml transparent bottle, which contained a turbid yellow pus-like viscous liquid. This was lamp oil, which was extracted from special human fat.

"This bottle of lamp oil is enough to keep the soul lamp burning for about an hour. You can add oil from here."

Uncle Zhang taught them how to add lamp oil to the soul lamp, and the service was very considerate.

Hu Xingde wanted to snatch the soul lamp away, but Ji Wu held him down and steadily took the soul lamp from Uncle Zhang. Xu Zhou also took away the lamp oil.

"It's better for me to hold the soul lamp, what do you think?"

Facing Ji Wupi's intimidating smile, Hu Xingde shuddered and did not dare to grab it.

I could only cower and follow them closely.

Ji Wu's approach is a lesson learned from many encounters with weirdness. Ordinary people's emotions are too unstable. When faced with weirdness, they will do some mindless behavior out of fear.

Sometimes, they may even destroy important props, or send a shovel to Weird's mouth. In short, there are all kinds of saucy operations, and you can only imagine things that cannot be done without them.

Over time, Ji Wu developed a good habit, that is, important props should not be exposed to ordinary people, and he should always pay attention to the emotions of ordinary people, and knock them out directly when necessary, so as to prevent their emotional instability and one action from directly affecting everyone.

Ji Wu poured half of the lamp oil into the soul lamp, and then lit the soul lamp with the matches given by Uncle Zhang.

The red light of the soul lamp shone slightly on them.

After the soul lamp was turned on, they felt that the sight that had been vaguely spying on them disappeared.

"Supervisor Ji, are we leaving like this?"

Xu Zhou asked, but they have a mission.

"We can't deal with this weird thing, unless Bai Zuo is here, no, I guess he won't be able to deal with it alone."