Sitting on the chair, Ling Ping'an was still thinking about what happened in the morning.
"Why did I pee like ink..."
"It's fine if the color of the urine changed..."
"But what's with that layer of coal ash?"
He couldn't understand.
However, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with his body.
He didn't feel any pain, nor did he feel anything bad growing on him.
Most importantly, he peed again later.
In the end, the color was normal.
There was no strange fragrance.
"Was my eyes playing tricks on me this morning?" He pondered.
But it didn't seem like it.
He remembered it very clearly and very carefully.
The ink-like urine and the thick coal ash floating on the toilet bowl.
Ding dong!
At this moment, the doorbell rang.
Ling Ping'an stood up and asked, "Who is it?"
"Hello, I'm from Xinan Express... There's a package for you!" Outside the door, a hoarse male voice that sounded a little unpleasant replied.
Ling Ping'an walked to the door and opened it.
He saw a man wearing a courier uniform and a protective helmet. There seemed to be some burn scars on his face. He was holding a courier box. He lowered his head and handed the courier box over.
"Your courier!" His voice was hoarse, and his voice didn't seem to be coming from his vocal cords.
Instead, it sounded like it was squeezed out from his teeth.
Ling Ping'an frowned. He looked at the other party's face.
There were serious burn marks.
Therefore, he didn't suspect anything.
"Thank you!" He took the courier.
"You're welcome!" The man said, "It's an honor to serve you!"
His body seemed to be trembling out of fear or pain.
Ling Ping'an thought that the courier was feeling inferior or afraid, so he said, "Sir, do you want to come in and drink some water?"
The other party immediately shook his head, "No need... I still have work..."
"Then take care!" Ling Ping'an said with a smile.
The other party bowed deeply and slowly walked to the elevator.
The way he walked was very strange.
Unlike a normal person, it made Ling Ping'an feel that he was squirming forward.
"Another pitiful person!" Ling Ping'an sighed and closed the door.
He took the courier box to the living room and tore open the outer packaging.
What was inside was revealed.
It was the outfit he had ordered from the e-commerce platform yesterday.
A strange dark red triangular headgear.
A set of bright red full-body robes.
It was an old, sharp wooden stick that looked a little creepy.
There was also a card from the seller.
The words on the card were quite thoughtful.
"Ignorant mortals, always afraid of death!"
"But … they don't know that sometimes, the dead are more useful than the living!"
Ling Ping'an looked at the crooked words that were deliberately written with red paint on the card.
He smiled. "E-commerce nowadays is really professional!"
He looked at the mask in the box.
The Emissary of Ghosts and Gods stretched out his hand, took it, and put it on his head.
… …
Zhang Hui looked at the monitor and saw the person in the courier uniform who had suddenly appeared.
His breathing quickened.
He looked at the man as he handed a delivery box to the man.
Then she looked at him again and walked into the elevator.
The elevator door closed.
Snowflakes appeared on all the surveillance screens at the same time.
When the surveillance returned to normal, the man had already disappeared.
It was as if they had never appeared before.
"This is …" Zhang Hui felt his breathing quicken.
"Is this the first time we've photographed a meeting between that young master's retainer or servant?"
It was obvious that the delivery man was that young master's retainer or servant.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so nervous, scared, and excited.
Thus …
"Even his retainer/servant has to play a real life profession to meet him?" Zhang Hui muttered to himself. He felt that he had grasped something crucial.
… …
Ling Ping'an put on the triangular mask.
He tried to twist his head.
Then, he picked up the sharp wooden stick and paced around gently.
He felt good.
A smile even appeared on the face under the mask.
The wooden stick in his hand began to feel heavy.
Holding the wooden stick, he couldn't help but lick his lips.
He felt that this outfit was very suitable for him.
"Hehe!" He imitated the villain's strange cry that he learned from horror movies, "Run! Little Red Riding Hood! Run quickly! "
"Hehehe!"
The wooden stick in his hand began to shake, and he kept gently slapping it on his left hand.
He was like a villain in a horror movie, looking for prey in the middle of the night.
For some reason, Ling Ping'an felt that he was very suitable to enter the entertainment industry.
He was blessed by the heavens to play such a villainous role.
He would definitely scare many children to tears!
Thinking of this, he took off the mask and smiled, "It seems that I'm actually a hidden role-playing player!"
He put the mask and the wooden stick back into the courier box.
He casually placed these things on the cupboard.
… …
Zhang Hui saved the surveillance video just now and then launched it into the Blackguard's database. Then, he chose to delete all the contents.
This was a secret.
A secret that couldn't be spied on by outsiders.
After doing this, he looked at the surveillance on the other side.
This was the surveillance of the public safety system.
On the screen, there was a dense crowd, blocking the entire street so that not even a drop of water could trickle through.
Countless people brought their tents.
They were queuing up, waiting for the Legend of Nightmare press conference tomorrow.
Zhang Hui couldn't help but frown as he watched.
"I'm afraid the imperial capital tomorrow won't be peaceful!" He said.
Legend of Nightmare press conference!
This was the beginning of the Realm of Nightmare moving from behind the scenes to semi-public.
It was also a sign that the world situation was moving towards an inflection point.
Unfortunately, people's understanding of the Realm of Nightmare was still pitifully small.
Even the so-called "Legend of Nightmare" was not known by many.
In the last invitation, the Realm of Nightmare only conveyed some basic principles and frameworks.
People still didn't know the specific contents and could only rely on guesses.
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui couldn't help but pick up a document on his desk.
This document was sent by the cabinet for the Blackguard's approval.
The cabinet decided to issue a three-year Federal Empire's national debt worth ten trillion yuan.
It was different from the national debt in the past.
The interest rate of this batch of national debt was zero!
In other words, the cabinet was planning to inject water into the economy.
They would release ten trillion in liquidity and strengthen the economic vitality to deal with the impact of the Legend of Nightmare.
According to the system, the Blackguard would not interfere with the affairs of the commoners.
But national debt was different.
Because, according to the system, the Federal Empire's national debt was linked to the Blackguard's contribution points.
Institutions, officials, or transcendent being would obtain the Blackguard's internal contribution points if they bought the federal debt.
Therefore, issuing national debt was actually issuing a new batch of contribution points.
And the Blackguard's contribution points could directly buy transcendent being resources.
Therefore, this was actually using money to buy transcendent being resources.
This was also the reason why Hua Yuan was strong.
It was a currency supported by transcendent being resources!
Ten trillion was one hundred million contribution points.
And the Blackguard's current circulation of contribution points was only a few hundred million.
In other words, this was also injecting water into the Blackguard's transcendent being resources.
"Prepare for a rainy day!" Zhang Hui thought and signed his name on the document. Then, he called his secretary. "Send it to the commander-in-chief for approval immediately!"
The cabinet issued national debt to hedge against the lack of currency liquidity brought about by the Legend of Nightmare. Now, the capitalists were increasing their efforts to win over people and release dividends.
Moreover, this trend was getting more and more intense!
Especially when many people heard that there were potions in the Realm of Nightmare that could allow ordinary people to become transcendent overnight, bloodlines, and even increase their lifespan and cure terminal illnesses.
The capitalists were all crazy.
The central government had to hedge against risks.
And for the Blackguard, tomorrow, the Legend of Nightmare would be open beta. A large-scale public Realm of Nightmare game participants would appear.
They might bring out a large number of transcendent being resources from the Realm of Nightmare.
Therefore, in order to ensure the stability of transcendent being prices.
The Blackguard also had to inject water to stabilize prices.
And Zhang Hui knew that once the Federal Empire started the money printing machine.
The other countries would immediately follow suit.
Soon, the financial market would usher in a situation that economists could not understand.
The central bank was desperately going easy.
But the prices did not collapse.
When the people had more money in their hands, their consumption would naturally rise.
In the end …
Zhang Hui knew that there would be a global baby boom!
Thinking of this, Zhang Hui picked up the tablet. He logged into his account on a Q&A platform and posted an article: Buy a house in the school district!
This was the only warning he could send to ordinary people.
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