The rules are weird, and the weirdness is drooling over her

Chapter 235 Qingqing Media 27

Jingxuanhe took the two of them into the company's car.

Luxury supercar.

Lu Xichen was really worried that the supercar would get stuck on a small stone.

Sitting in the car, Lu Xichen saw the current situation of the human world.

The weirdness can be seen everywhere on the streets.

Some are weird and pretty, while others are simply heart-wrenching.

Humans who have lived to this day have become accustomed to the existence of strange things, and they all have more or less treasures or contracts with strange things.

Humans and weirdness have now reached a balance.

What surprised Lu Xishen the most was the driver.

The driver is not a weird person, he is a human being.

He knew that Qingqing Media was a copy, he knew that Jingxuanhe was weird, and he also knew that Lu Xichen and Feng Si were also people who entered the copy.

Lu Xichen sat in the passenger seat, making it convenient for him to talk to the driver.

"Since you know what Qingqing Media is like, why do you still want to work for Qingqing Media?"

"Well, it's just making money and supporting a family, it's the same wherever you are.

Qingqing Media offers a high salary, and I am anxious to save money to convert my son. That way, he will be completely safe and I won’t have to worry anymore.”

When the driver mentioned his son, a kind smile appeared on his face.

"What does transformation mean?"

The driver did not answer the question raised by Lu Xishen, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Lu Xichen immediately understood that the answer to this question was confidential.

The driver didn't answer, and Feng Si also answered.

"Don't you know about transformation yet?"

Feng Si also had doubts from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Xishen asked doubtfully, "Should I know?"

Feng Mi also nodded seriously.

Lu Xishen raised his eyebrows and became even more confused.

Seeing that Lu Xichen was completely clueless, Feng Si didn't pretend to be profound and directly told Lu Xichen what he knew.

“Transformation is to turn a person into a semi-weird state. Such a person will no longer be forcibly taken away by the copy and can live freely in the human world and the copy.

Some people are chosen by Guiyi actively and can be converted if they are willing to accept. There are also some people who want to be converted, but Guiyi doesn't take their fancy to them.

Where there is demand, there is a market, so transformation is born out of the times.

The transformation center is run by humans, oh no, now it should be called half-weird, it is opened by half-weird and weird together.

Anyone who wants to be transformed can go to the transformation center with enough ghost money to be transformed.

Currently, 95% of people want to convert. Oh, and there are benefits. Now, if you top up 10 million for conversion, you will get 1 million for free."

"Do you have any gifts for recharging?"

Lu Xishen's mouth twitched unconsciously.

The transformation center is really perfect.

She suddenly remembered what Yun Xiaoxiao did to Yun Shuang at the Starry Night Amusement Park.

"Yes, it is perfect, but we are short of staff at the moment and we are still recruiting."

Lu Xishen glanced at the driver while thinking.

After listening to Fumiyaka's overview, she was sure that the transformation was not a secret, and there must be other reasons why the driver didn't want to tell her.

Noticing Lu Xichen's gaze, Feng Si continued speaking.

"The most important material for transformation is human corpses, and they must be humans who died in the dungeon. There are also some other conditions, which are very harsh, so the price is high."

Lu Xichen nodded with sudden realization.

It turns out that this was the driver's idea. He wanted her to die in the copy.

The driver, whose secret was exposed, remained calm and continued driving with an expressionless face.

Jingxuanhe was attracted by their words.

"People like you who want to be converted, stop dreaming. Looking at your poor appearance, can you come up with enough ghost money?

Not everyone is a big star like me, rich and promising.

If you want to convert, you can ask me for help and I will lend you money."

Lu Xishen looked back at Jingxuanhe with dissatisfaction.

She hates people who pretend to be cool.

Except myself.

So Lu Xishen took out the black card from his pocket and waved it in front of Jingxuanhe.

"Money? Is that what you mean?"

When Jing Xuanhe saw the black card, her face instantly turned ugly. She stood up in surprise and wanted to touch Lu Xichen's black card, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she retracted it in fear.

"Miss Lu, is this yours?"

Jingxuanhe's attitude has changed a lot, and he is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

"It's not mine, is it yours?"

Lu Xishen put away the black card and ignored Jing Xuanhe.

Jingxuanhe pursed his lips in silence, and the rest of the journey was very quiet.

Feng Si was also quietly watching Lu Xichen's every move. Seeing her smug little expression, he smiled unconsciously.

"What an excellent person."

We arrived safely at the award ceremony, and as soon as we got out of the car, countless lights flashed, so bright that I couldn't open my eyes.

Lu Xichen and Feng Si should have protected Jing Xuanhe, but Jing Xuanhe, who had just got off the car, took the initiative to protect Lu Xichen.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Jingxuan and Hu stood in front of Lu Xishen to prevent the light from dazzling Lu Xishen.

Jingxuan's change was too sudden, but Lu Xishen knew the reason after just a quick thought: it was the black card.

After entering the scene, the three were taken to the waiting area by Octopus staff.

"Your seats are here, please."

The octopus stretched out its two claws and motioned the three people to go in.

In addition to the octopus staff, there are many other staff of various shapes.

They could be any species, but not human.

There are humans here too, but relatively few.

Lu Xichen smiled. People and monsters really live in peace with each other.

I just don’t know how long this superficial peace can last.

How could one side be willing to maintain a balance when it is so much stronger than the other?

The transformation may be the biggest variable in the near future.

The award ceremony began.

Feng Mi also took out the camera and other equipment from his backpack.

Lu Xichen took out his computer.

I took photos and edited the content, and quickly finished it and sent it to Wen Ye.

Wen Ye responded quickly as well, saying “OK”.

As he was taking pictures, Lu Xichen realized that something was not right.

Why does this award ceremony look like a copy?

"Fumi, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Well, this seems to be a copy."

Sure enough! She wasn't the only one who felt this way.

There was no notification sound of entering the dungeon in her mind, she was still in the Qingqing Media dungeon.

Is it possible to step into the scope of another copy while in the copy?

"Bai Ling, this is a copy, right?"

An affirmative sentence used by Lu Xichen.

"Yes, Master. It feels like a C-rank copy."

"Can I enter another copy while I am in the copy?"

“You couldn’t before, but you can now. Master, the level of the dungeon you are currently in is higher than this dungeon, so you can come in directly.

If it's the other way around, you'll need to clear both copies at the same time."

Lu Xishen fell silent.

This is too speechless.

Isn't this just forcing people to die?

When you move from a low level to a high level, you not only have to solve the low level customs clearance, but also the high level customs clearance.

If one of them is in danger of death, how many people can survive if two of them are killed together?

Lu Xichen suddenly understood why so many humans wanted to go to the transformation center. If they didn’t go, they would die.

Oh, it turns out there is not even superficial peace, it is still one-sided oppression.

During the conversation with Feng Siye, a pitiful little boy quietly moved over and gently tugged at the corner of Lu Xichen's clothes.

Another equally pitiful little girl came over, and I pulled Feng Miye's clothes with pity.

"Sister, can you help me?"

"Brother, can you help me?"

They both said in unison.