Who are you looking down on?

"B-b-b... big brother, don't be rash, please don't be rash. I'll fix it, I'll definitely fix it for you, okay?"

The shop owner trembled all over.

What the hell, this was a vicious ghost!

And an incredibly powerful one at that!

Otherwise, how could he appear in broad daylight and openly come looking for him to repair his phone?

Who wouldn't be afraid?

Trembling, he immediately began repairing the phones.

He put in one hundred and twenty percent of his effort, fixing whatever could be fixed and replacing whatever couldn't. At a time like this, there was no need to worry about costs. Satisfying this "big shot's" demands was what mattered!

Under such circumstances, both phones were repaired in less than half an hour. They booted up successfully, and none of the data had been lost.

"Not bad..."

Lin Fan took the phones, pulled out some money, and set it on the counter. "Keep it."

In this situation, he was too lazy to explain anything. He put down the money and was about to leave, but the shop owner seemed to feel that things weren't quite so terrifying anymore and actually called out to Lin Fan.

"Um... big brother, may I ask something presumptuous? Do you people in the Netherworld use this thing too?"

The moment the words left his mouth, the shop owner regretted them.

He wished he could slap himself twice.

"How about I take you to the Netherworld to have a look? Come take a look at my place?"

Lin Fan replied eerily...

"No need. Ah, really, don't be so polite. There's no need to be so polite..."

The shop owner's entire body broke out in goosebumps. If he hadn't already emptied his bladder earlier, he would definitely have been scared into wetting himself. Yet he inexplicably added, "By the way, big brother, where exactly is your corpse right now? Which part of the lakebed?"

"How about you tell me, and I'll inform the police? Once they fish it out, we'll split the money fifty-fifty..."

Seeing Lin Fan's strange expression, the shop owner shuddered. "Ah, no, sixty-forty. You get six..."

"Ah, seventy-thirty... eighty-twenty. You get eight, I get two. I can't go any lower..."

"When the time comes, I'll use my share to buy you hell money and burn it for you. Wouldn't that make you a tycoon down there? Eight thousand yuan can buy so much hell money!"

The more he spoke, the less afraid the shop owner seemed to become. It was a deal where both sides benefited, so what was there to fear?

"Think about it, big brother?"

Lin Fan: "..."

What the hell, eight thousand yuan to buy hell money and burn it for me? The key was, even if you burned it, I couldn't receive it!

He continued acting and said ominously, "No."

"With that much money, there'll be inflation down there..."

With that, Lin Fan turned and left, leaving only the shop owner standing there in a daze.

"There can be inflation down there too?"

"Ah, wait, big brother, we can still negotiate! How about I get eight and you get two?"

"You're the one who's two!"

After shaking off the phone shop owner, Lin Fan felt an intense headache coming on.

What kind of nonsense was this?!

The first time he transmigrated, he became a wanted criminal and ended up in a police station.

The second time he transmigrated, everything had gone smoothly.

But on this third trip, how had he become a "Water Ghost"?

The police were even busy fishing his corpse out!

Not only that, there was a reward posted for it?

So... "I fish myself out"?

"..."

After returning home, he called Wang Dong. Upon learning that the old professor hadn't really asked about him, Lin Fan felt that this was practically the only piece of good news.

He deliberately went to the laboratory while the old professor was there and showed his face to make his presence known. The rest of the time, Lin Fan went off to haul bricks and earn money.

He had no money!

If he had no money, he naturally had to work!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have anything to eat. That was how it went...

Fortunately, although he had no Inner Force now, his strength, stamina, and the like were all greater than before, when he had Inner Force. As a result, Lin Fan's brick-hauling efficiency was also improving. In one day, he could almost move a thousand bricks...

To Lin Fan, that was practically a colossal fortune.

"Looks like that spendthrift woman didn't do everything wastefully..."

A thousand a day meant thirty thousand a month, didn't it? Of course, more than half of that had to be deducted, because that spendthrift woman certainly wouldn't come haul bricks, and he couldn't haul bricks every day either. He always needed to do other things.

But even if he only earned ten thousand a month... that was more than enough. His living expenses in the past had been less than a thousand a month.

But considering that he had a spendthrift woman around... Lin Fan estimated that ten thousand still wouldn't be much.

Who knew what else she might break?

At night, Lin Fan would browse through cultivation novels.

Although they were only novels, they were still brimming with imagination. Lin Fan felt that reading more of them would at least broaden his ideas and ways of thinking. That way, controlling Qi Zixiao's body later would also be a little easier...

As for practicing martial arts...

Why bother practicing martial arts?!

Even if he cultivated Inner Force, that spendthrift woman would still look at him with disgust and cripple it for him.

Now...

All he could do was obediently wait for her to train on his behalf...

Of course, he also had to leave that Tigress his "letter."

On the third day, Lin Fan got up early in the morning and saw the news...

The gist was that there was new information about the "man who jumped into the lake to commit suicide"!

"His" corpse still hadn't been recovered, but an iron box had been dredged up. Inside the iron box... was a skeleton!

Clearly, quite a long time ago, someone had been locked inside the box and sunk into Swan Lake.

The police attached great importance to the matter, while the citizens of C City were frantically feasting on the gossip. It was said that if they still couldn't recover the body after a few more days, they would have to find a way to drain the lake.

Not only that, the "phone shop owner" had also made the news.

The reason was that this fellow claimed he had also encountered the "man who jumped into the lake to commit suicide," and was now running a high fever...

After reading all the news, Lin Fan was left with: "_(3"∠)_..."

"It's getting more and more chaotic."

He rubbed his head. For a moment, he genuinely had no idea what to do...

"I only hope that spendthrift woman will be a little more obedient and not cause so much trouble later. Otherwise..."

"With all these messes, I don't even know how I'm supposed to clean them up."

How long had it been? Adding everything up, it hadn't even been half a month, yet so many things had already happened, and things were getting more chaotic by the day.

It was like a tangled ball of hemp—impossible to cut through, impossible to sort out.

If this continued, who knew what would happen...

Even though his recent experiences were already bizarre enough, Lin Fan still felt completely helpless.

After carefully checking the "letter" he had left for Qi Zixiao and finding no flaws, Lin Fan leaned back on the sofa and quietly waited for the appointed time to arrive...

As for the phone... he could only keep it in his hand. Put it on the coffee table?

The corpse would already be cold!

He transmigrated once more.

Feeling the phone in her hand, Qi Zixiao gently pressed the power button. When she saw the screen light up, she nodded in satisfaction.

"It's fixed? Not bad..."

She skillfully opened the phone's album and, sure enough, found the video Lin Fan had left behind. Qi Zixiao opened it calmly.

"Big sister..."

In the video, Lin Fan faced the mirror and earnestly tried to persuade her. "Could you please keep a slightly lower profile?"

"We're not even asking you to make money anymore. We're only asking you not to be so high-profile. And besides, phones aren't waterproof. Not waterproof, not waterproof, not waterproof..."

"You can do whatever you want, and you can go eat whatever benefits you find, but please don't be so high-profile."

Not waterproof?

High-profile?

They didn't want her to make money anymore?

Qi Zixiao gave a cold snort.

Who are you looking down on?

Who said she didn't know how to make money?

Was she, Qi Zixiao, the kind of person who owed others favors?