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Chapter 377: If you want to do it, do it big (Part 1)(2/3)

Qianye clicked his tongue lightly.

Without much scruples, he walked directly towards the big leather chair, sat on it, and took a look at the sign on the table.

Main office.

"Hey! Is there really no one?"

Qianye's voice became louder again.

The door was not closed tightly, and the sound wandered in the corridor, drifting back and gradually echoing. Zi

About a minute later.

When the impatient Qianye frowned, he didn't have much time to waste on other things. After pondering for a moment, countless tentacles stretched out from behind, slowly squirming to almost fill half of the room.

"The game of hide-and-seek isn't fun, and I don't want to play it."

"Just count to three."

"Don't let me waste my energy trying to find you out..."

"three two......"

Still no one.Zi

Qianye seemed to be talking to himself.

However, the tentacles extending out from behind were squirming at a rapid rate, which seemed to represent Qianye's mood at the moment.

"one!"

No verbosity.

When the last sound fell, Qianye did not give any chance to regret.

The tentacles stir wildly!

A chaotic sound sounded!

Cabinets, desks, floors, ceilings, walls...

Everything in the room is being turned upside down by countless tentacles!

It's like fighting a war.

Uninformed people might have thought that a dozen big men were fighting in a cramped room, making a deafening noise.

Just for a moment...

The house, which originally had a relatively modest layout, was destroyed by Qianye's tentacles and turned into ruins.

The eyebrows were raised slightly.

He sensed something, controlled several of the tentacles to smash open the wall, and then pulled out a fat middle-aged man from it, and then threw it to the ground!

"Ho!"

Maybe it's because of pain.

The man let out an unexplained cry and stared at Qianye, who was sitting on the only intact leather chair, with fear on his face.

It wants to escape...

But the tentacles wrapped around its limbs, hanging it in the air like a spider web catching prey.

"Don't blame me. I said hello because you failed to live up to your expectations." Zi

Qianye sighed lightly and stood up.

He moved closer to the middle-aged man who was hanging up.

The other party is not someone else.

It is the curator of this horror world paradise...

"Damn, damn..."

The curator seems not to be good at communication.

After being hung up by Qianye, it just kept repeating this sentence with its head buried.

The emotions in his eyes include fear and anger.

"Don't act so unconvinced. I originally just wanted to experience it casually here, but something unexpected happened, and now I have to come and visit you."

Qianye put on a kind smile on his face.

If he could be given a pair of gold-rimmed glasses at this time, he might be able to play the role of a scumbag in a film and television drama...

After all, he is smiling.

In addition to taking pleasure in others' misfortunes, he also hides some perversion.

Of course.

This expression was fleeting. Qianye didn't intend to talk more with the curator. He was here to do business.

Instead of just coming here to beat up the opponent...

"Let's discuss something."

"I know that those people who died in your paradise were actually just imprisoned underground by you."

"I don't want more...As for the students who arrived here yesterday, I hope you can help me and bring them out."

Speaking of this, Qianye felt something was wrong again.

This is not the attitude when asking for help. Zi

Think about it.

He added:

"If you find it troublesome, you can let me go down, and I can bring them out myself. Is that okay?"

All right.

This is actually something Chino discovered when he was in the horror house.

After being voted out in the final game of "Werewolf", Qianye entered the dark space and saw Xu Qian, who was also eliminated by "Werewolf"...

There are also some imprisoned students wearing school uniforms further away.

No matter what.

Qianye also lived in Lin Xiaoxiao's body for a long time.

Although he couldn't recognize all the faces, he still remembered most of them in his mind.

No matter whether other horror worlds are like this or not.

In short, the people who died in the paradise did not actually die, but were locked up in another space in this paradise...

Why do you do this and what are the benefits of doing so.

Qianye was too lazy to investigate the cause and effect.

After discovering the problem, he only needed to conclude that people who died in the paradise could actually be saved again...

At that time, Qianye brought Xu Qian and others out, but the reason why he did not bring the group of students was because he could only see the existence of the dead students at that time. There was a thick barrier between them and they could not be brought out, so he did not

Go and take care of it.

Think about it for a moment.

Qianye felt that the reason for the existence of the barrier was probably because the places where people died were different, so there was a partition space.

Anyway...

These messy things are all the work of the curator.

Not only from the information obtained from the content of the novel, but also from the rules set in this park, Qianye can easily tell that the curator is the biggest boss in the park. Zi

As for how the boss could be so rubbish...

Chino attributed this to the low simplicity of the paradise world.

I want to rescue those students.

In addition to modifying the plot, this is the second method Qianye found.

"If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who caused the problem... don't you think so? Director."

He looked at the man in front of him with a hint of provocation in his tone.

It’s hard for these weirdos with low IQs to understand the meaning of just a few sentences.

Qianye pinched the bridge of her nose.

He really didn't want to do it like this, but based on the curator's IQ, there was no doubt that violent solution was the most direct and quickest way.

so......

Two seconds later.
To be continued...
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