Chapter 126 Harvest

Boss Zhou had a really great harvest today, perhaps the biggest he'd had in a long time. Whether it was performance points or hell money, he made a hefty profit.

After all, no matter when or in what industry, students' money is always the easiest to earn.

After sending this batch of student souls on their way, Zhou Ze took a shower and went upstairs to rest. Bai Yingying had already made the bed.

Reaching the bedside, Zhou Ze didn't rush to get into bed, but stood by the window and lit a cigarette.

Xu Qinglang knew Zhou Ze had this habit.

However, today, Boss Zhou smoked several "cigarettes" in a row.

Bai Yingying noticed something was strange, and almost called out:

"Boss..."

Zhou Ze turned around, saw Yingying, smiled, and said, "Sorry, I was sleepy at first, but now I'm not."

As he spoke, he lit another cigarette.

Bai Yingying got out of bed, brought a chair for Zhou Ze to sit on, and stood behind him, gently massaging his shoulders, softly saying:

"Boss, what are you thinking about?"

Zhou Ze didn't answer, but silently spread out his hands, and ten black nails slowly grew out, with wisps of black mist constantly swirling and brewing between them.

Bai Yingying's body trembled several times. She had an instinctive fear of Zhou Ze's nails.

"Tell me, besides these ashy nails, what else do I have left?"

Zhou Ze seemed to be asking Bai Yingying, and also seemed to be talking to himself.

The little loli had given Zhou Ze the suggestion of "embezzling from within,"

So now Zhou Ze began to seriously think about this question,

How to embezzle,

How to do it,

Embezzle in a way that wouldn't arouse any suspicion from the authorities, wouldn't cause backlash or accountability, and would even make them thank you.

This was a very profound knowledge.

Bai Yingying didn't understand what the boss meant, and since she didn't understand, she didn't ask too much, focusing on massaging the boss.

Just then,

Zhou Ze's phone rang. It was the little loli's call.

"Hello, what is it?"

They had just met and talked the night before, so Zhou Ze found it a little strange to receive another call at this time.

"Small matter, a ghost official from Changzhou has something to pass through Tongcheng, and gave me a heads-up, so I'm letting you know."

"Oh."

The phone hung up.

Zhou Ze rubbed his temples, and then fell into deep thought again.

Humans have a natural ability to imitate, and this ability, evolved from the most primitive form, is "learning."

After putting down the phone, Zhou Ze slowly closed his eyes, and began to slowly recall the feeling when that consciousness in his body awakened.

The best theft,

Is actually imitation.

Can the affairs of scholars be called stealing?

Moreover, after all is said and done, it's all your own stuff.

Bai Yingying noticed that the boss's breathing was slowly becoming longer, and she thought the boss had fallen asleep, so she began to slowly reduce the strength of her massage.

Zhou Ze wasn't actually asleep; his mind was still very clear. He simply temporarily put aside his distracting thoughts and began to fully immerse himself in that state.

The first time he entered that state,

Was on the rooftop of the high-rise building when facing the Qing Yi Niangniang,

When he stood on the edge of the rooftop, swaying back and forth, on the line between life and death;

Then it was at the Lin family, in that fight with the ghost official soul of his sister-in-law, and then in Yancheng and General Mountain.

Each time,

When that consciousness awakened,

That domineering aura,

That absolute confidence,

That feeling of having everything under control,

Zhou Ze was slowly mobilizing those emotions.

Then,

Bai Yingying, who was still slowly massaging Zhou Ze, suddenly froze, because she saw Zhou Ze's skin slowly drying up, and the aura on his body becoming more and more restrained, restrained to the point where it was as if she couldn't even sense his living aura.

At the same time, Zhou Ze's nails began to grow longer, emitting a faint luster, and the surrounding air was also slowly becoming oppressive, as if everything had fallen into a state of stagnation.

Bai Yingying's little heart thumped wildly. The pressure from her bloodline made it somewhat unbearable, and even produced an impulse to kneel down.

This was the first time Bai Yingying had been so close to Zhou Ze in this state. In the past, she was always responsible for taking care of him after he became paralyzed.

"Boss... Boss..."

Zhou Ze still closed his eyes, still carefully pursuing and searching for that feeling, so much so that, perhaps because he was too immersed in it, Zhou Ze himself didn't even realize the changes that were happening to his body.

His nails began to grow longer and longer,

Zhou Ze's body was also becoming more and more hunched over.

Originally, he was leaning softly on the chair in a collapsed posture, after all, this made it more comfortable and convenient for Bai Yingying to massage him.

Now,

Zhou Ze's body was like a deflated balloon, beginning to shrink, like a person entering old age, and the moisture in their body starting to drain away.

But those nails,

Had truly grown to a staggering degree,

Zhou Ze's hands were hanging down on his knees,

But at this time, his nails,

Had grown long enough to touch the ground, several feet long, almost enough to be used as a sickle.

Moreover, the original black nails actually had a dark red luster flowing within them.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The tips of the ten nails touched the tiled floor, and a string of sparks scraped out on the ground. The tiles were actually melted, leaving deep marks.

Bai Yingying was dumbfounded,

!!!

Zhou Ze was completely unaware of the reaction of the maid beside him.

It seemed simple,

But in fact, if it hadn't been for the little loli's words during the day, Zhou Ze would never have thought of doing this. Perhaps this was a case of being too close to the forest to see the trees.

But at least, for now, it seemed to be working quickly.

"Buzz..."

However,

Just as Zhou Ze was still immersed in this feeling of "recollection,"

His body suddenly trembled slightly.

Bai Yingying's eyes instantly narrowed. She felt that the boss's aura was undergoing a dramatic change.

In the darkness,

Zhou Ze felt his consciousness sink into a swamp filled with viscous liquid. When he became aware of it, he wanted to open his eyes and wake up from his contemplation, but found that he couldn't do it at all.

"Crack crack crack..."

Zhou Ze's body began to tremble violently,

Cracks began to appear in the chair,

And then it shattered directly, turning into fragments and flying around,

But Zhou Ze remained in a sitting position without a chair underneath him, and didn't fall down at all.

Because the weight and balance of his body were completely supported by these ten nails.

A very strange posture,

A very discordant scene.

Zhou Ze's eyelids began to tremble frantically, as if he was struggling violently.

That consciousness,

That consciousness was actually unintentionally stimulated by himself during his "recollection"?

This seemed to be an inevitable trend. Zhou Ze hadn't tried to stop it from awakening when it was about to awaken, because each time he let it awaken, it was Zhou Ze's own intention.

When encountering dangerous situations,

He needed a stronger power,

Zhou Ze actively summoned its awakening, borrowing its power,

But this time,

Zhou Ze was not proactive.

And Zhou Ze knew clearly that if he really encountered absolute danger and summoned it out, it would be a matter of choosing the lesser of two evils, but now he was about to go to sleep, in the bookstore,

What was the point of waking it up for no reason?

This was like doing business, a real loss, with no comparison between the cost and the gain.

Restraint,

Restraint,

Restraint!

Zhou Ze slowly raised his head,

He was trying his best to restrain the awakening of that consciousness, and was exerting force to control the initiative of his body.

You,

Give,

Me,

Go back!

"Crackle crackle crackle..."

In the next room, Xu Qinglang, who was lying in bed reading a bedtime book, suddenly noticed that something seemed to be wrong with the lights in the room, and they began to flicker.

In the old Daoist's room, Hou Zai immediately jumped down from the bed, chirping.

The old Daoist slept soundly, clamping the quilt tightly with his legs and turning over to continue sleeping.

And the Death Servant, who had been sitting on the bed all night in the same room as the old Daoist,

Kneel directly on the floor.

As the saying goes, a drought demon appearing means a thousand miles of red land. Of course, the commotion on Zhou Ze's side couldn't be as exaggerated as "a thousand miles of red land," but his surrounding environment and the people around him were all significantly affected.

"Ugh..."

A suppressed sound came from Zhou Ze's throat,

He felt like he was in a tug-of-war,

The prize in the tug-of-war was whether the key to this door could still hang on his waist.

If the other party could still awaken and control this body against his will, it would mean that the other party had actually grasped the absolute initiative.

Cracking sounds came from his body,

Zhou Ze slowly raised his head,

The veins on his neck were bulging.

His mouth opened, making a silent roar,

The windows and television and computer screens in several rooms on the second floor of the bookstore shattered collectively at this moment.

After all of this passed,

Zhou Ze's body swayed for a while, but he still stabilized his figure by relying on the nails stuck in the ground.

"Huff... Huff..."

His mouth was wide open, panting continuously,

Zhou Ze slowly opened his eyes,

In his eyes,

There was still clarity.

But cold sweat had already soaked Zhou Ze's entire body,

He was scared.

Because just now, Zhou Ze clearly sensed that the other party seemed to know his intentions, and had launched a counterattack!

Although he had suppressed it this time, if he wanted to steal something in the same way next time, he really had to think twice.

However,

When Zhou Ze's eyes looked at his ten nails, which had grown so long that they could be snapped off and given to the farmers as sickles for harvesting wheat,

A smile still appeared on his lips,

At least,

This time,

He hadn't lost out.