Zen took the phone and looked at the forum with all kinds of psychic posts on it, not quite understanding what Osaiki meant. He looked up to ask the girl in front of him, but realized he didn't seem to know her name.
Osaiki could see what Zen meant and said hastily and sincerely, "You can just call me Osaiki... If you can, please help me save Jiang Yi, he is innocent, really innocent ......"
She repeated Jiang Yi's name over and over again, her spirits so high that she couldn't stop shaking. No matter what this salesman is, it doesn't matter what it takes, as long as it can save Jiang Yi.
"Whatever it takes, I agree, I just beg you..." Osaiki's voice was hoarse and hard to speak, tears blistering her face.
He didn't understand Osaiki's words at all. Zen looked at the girl whose expression was getting more and more agitated, even a bit nervous, and stepped back silently: "......"
Osaiki's brain, which was on the verge of dying, finally reacted a little. She stammered and told Kosu that her phone was a cursed forum that imprisoned the souls of posters to be used as sacrifices to summon ancient God.
Today was the day of the ritual, and by noon, Jiang Yi, who had been taken in her place, would be used as a sacrifice. Osaiki choked back a sob and prayed to Zen to get Jiang Yi out of there. It was only today that Zen learned about the existence of ghosts and monsters in this world from the news. He had thought that he had never seen a ghost before in this world, but he had never thought that he would encounter one while waiting for a train at an underground station.
In other words, this forum might be a ghost monster?
Zen understood Osaiki's meaning and looked at the forum page on his mobile phone in thought, but he couldn't see anything wrong with it. On the surface, it looked like a normal forum, this girl wasn't pulling some kind of spoof, was she?
There are indeed similar spoof videos on the internet these days, scaring people and making them look bad. However, it was said that ghosts and monsters could be disguised, so the possibility that there were indeed ghosts and monsters hiding in this forum could not be ruled out.
Although, Zen prefers it to be a prank.
But really, whether what Osaiki said was true or not, it had little to do with him.
Zen looked up and suggested seriously, "Perhaps, what you need more than anything is to go to the police."
It was the ultimate truth that when in trouble, you went to the police.
It was useless to go to him.
"......"
Osaiki looked at Zen dumbfounded, her brain blanked out by the answer that was beyond expectation. Zen shook his head at this, sighing that this Osaiki girl was still socially inexperienced, and looked down to continue reading the post about his last experience selling insurance. The comment section was a hundred stories high, and Zen was surprised to see people saying that he was a terrible salesman.
Everyone in the comments section was saying that the insurance he was selling was good, very good. The screen was full of various copy and paste-like floors, and if it wasn't for the different screen names, Zen would have thought it was the same person posting so many replies. Zen didn't expect it to be so popular, and he stopped turning the page as if he saw a million potential customers waving at him.
Zen couldn't resist for a moment, so after writing down the website of this forum, he logged on with his own mobile phone and started advertising. He posted that he was the insurance salesman in the top post and that if anyone was interested in insurance, they could chat with him privately for a discounted price and a 10% discount on additional purchases.
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Not A God
ParanormalGod's dreams construct universes, but beware: this is no ordinary god. Zen resurrects in a different universe, but something is amiss with him. When he stares at the stars in the sky, he appears to have lost his emotions and nothing can shake him. H...