Chapter 217: Hell's Curse? Sorry, I'm a Staff Member on the Hell Payroll

After Johnson demonstrated a certain level of understanding regarding occultism and strange tales, his status suddenly rose a notch above that of a newcomer who had just arrived. This was the effect of having value to be utilized.

Even though a collective atmosphere of mutual help had gradually formed here under the influence of Lao Die and the others, due to the immense external pressure and the threat of death, potential categorization still existed.

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It is a very simple principle: if a sacrifice must be made, whether to sacrifice Lin Zhengying or a very ordinary resident—without considering the thoughts of the person being sacrificed—all neutral parties would choose to protect Lin Zhengying without hesitation, because that is the more favorable choice for the team.

What Johnson needs to do now is to maximize his value as much as possible, so that he appears less frequently on the list of those to be sacrificed.

At times like this, showing one's own value is the best choice. If one insists on playing the pig to eat the tiger, don't blame most people for choosing to protect the tiger and sacrifice the pig at a critical moment. Complaining and resenting this or that person later would be very foolish.

That night, in Lin Zhengying's room, Lao Die and the others gathered together, preparing some information that needed to be updated.

"This newcomer is very capable." Constantine looked at the strange tale information provided by Johnson, sighing repeatedly. In this godforsaken place, he also faced the danger of death.

"Indeed, at least next time we go on a mission, we won't have to drive a manual transmission van," Connors continued. "Besides, perhaps I can replenish some experimental materials through him; some potions are about to expire and need to be replaced."

"He's a smart man, worthy of being a big businessman," Lin Zhengying commented. He also needed to replenish some materials; with a wealthy person around, the overall economic situation of the Hell Apartment would be much better.

Listening to the three men's evaluations, Lao Die remained silent for a long time. When everyone else looked at him, Lao Die poured a cup of tea. "I have seen him somewhere before."

"On TV? Didn't he say he attended charity galas? And it's normal for such big businessmen to be on TV and in the news." Lin Zhengying was a bit confused by Lao Die's attitude.

"Not in this world." Lao Die narrowed his eyes. "Basachang, this name... I seem to have seen it before, a gemstone merchant..."

"Are you saying he is also an Outsider?" Constantine looked up at Lao Die.

"Not sure." Lao Die sighed and wiped his glasses. "Memory fails when one gets old."

"Actually, I don't think this is important," Connors spoke up. "Regardless of whether he is an Outsider or not, he has already become a resident here."

"That's true." Lao Die replied, not continuing the topic. He was just a bit worried; this Basachang didn't seem like a good person. He hoped he wouldn't ruin the environment that had been built with such difficulty.

Late at night, Constantine processed some magic materials that were about to expire into relatively common processing consumables, effectively updating their shelf life.

After bottling these materials and putting them away, Constantine closed his eyes, preparing to rest.

Just as he entered his dream, Constantine felt a scorching heat all around, as if he were being burned by fire. Opening his eyes, he found himself in Hell, with Mephisto playing with fire beside him.

"Boss?" Constantine looked at Mephisto's appearance; he seemed to be in a bad mood. "Any instructions?"

"I've prepared a new identity for you." Mephisto threw the fire into Constantine's body.

"Chen Yongren? Who?" Constantine was a bit confused.

"He is from the same world as the Liu Jianming you know. The information carried on the world fragment has been turned into a strange tale by this world. It can save your life." Mephisto continued.

Besides its own advantages and disadvantages, a character card can also be seen as an enhanced version of the Twin Flower Strange Tale. In the vast majority of situations, it can be used as an extra life.

"What happened?" Constantine felt a bit uneasy in his heart. Mephisto doing this meant he would have to stay in the Strange Tale World for a longer time.

"That's not important. Next, Dormammu will definitely send people into that world. Your task is to slaughter that guy for me. Once you've slaughtered him, your business trip this time can end." Mephisto said viciously.

What did Dormammu do... to piss Mephisto off so much...

Constantine thought, then nodded. "Boss, will he also have a character card?"

"He probably will, but a character card doesn't mean you have to change your name. Just treat it as a card." Mephisto replied.

"Then... do you know the information about other character cards?" Constantine continued to ask; this concerned the issue of who makes the first move.

"Not clear. One per person. Except for that guy Ancient One, no one else knows."

Mephisto thought about it and felt a bit envious. Ancient One is truly wealthy; having enough Director Points is awesome. He drew his randomly, while Ancient One probably chose hers.

However, Mephisto wasn't willing to pay so many points to find out the information about other character cards. Taking revenge on Dormammu shouldn't be a losing business.

"I understand. Then Boss, can you replenish some materials?" Constantine was currently strapped for cash; the special bullets for his shotgun were running low, and the material for one of them, Hellfire, could not be found at all in the Strange Tale World.

"Figure it out yourself. Currently, everyone's influence on that world is relatively limited." Mephisto said, revealing another bottom line. "However, I can still manage to pull you back. If there is no other way, pray to me."

"Understood."

In a trance, Constantine broke free from his dream and returned to reality.

Feeling the character card in his body, Constantine was silent for a moment. He associated it with Basachang.

Lao Die felt familiar... it was a bit like the meaning of a character card. But why did the other party choose to use that identity directly?

This didn't make sense, but if one were to say Basachang was really just an Outsider who arrived by coincidence, Constantine felt it was too much of a coincidence.

"Are you really Basachang? If not, which side do you belong to?"

Constantine muttered. But regardless, Mephisto as a boss was still okay; at least he sent over a life-saving item.

Moreover, the strange tale effect of Chen Yongren's character card was also quite good, quite suitable for the current Constantine—a double agent, quite perfect.

As for the possibility of being targeted by the strange tale side after exposure—haha, as if the strange tale could ignore him if he didn't use a character card.

The only troublesome thing was that annoying curse, the Avenging Underworld Curse; it sounded so scary.

What a pity~ I am an employee of Hell, with standard establishment, and I can see the big boss of Hell directly. ===== CHAPTER 218 =====