Ghost Clan

Mom looked at Su Jin's little face, full of confusion. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Su Jin, don't tell me you were abducted?"

She had gone from the Imperial Capital to Ji City overnight, and her bag, phone, identification, and everything else had vanished. No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like she had been abducted.

But why had they let her go after abducting her?

After hearing Mom out, Su Jin froze slightly and said in a very uncertain tone, "It probably wasn't an abduction, right? I'm completely fine, aren't I?"

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. As long as Su Jin is fine, that's all that matters. As for her bag and phone, we can just buy new ones. She can get her ID replaced too," Dad said.

"That's right. Su Jin, since you're fine now, let's not dwell on unhappy things. Come, eat some more."

Mom handed the peeled shrimp and crab meat to Su Jin again.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Su Jin thanked Mom and lowered her head to dig in.

Wang Xian was also puzzled by what had happened to Su Jin. It did feel strange, but he could not say exactly what was strange about it.

Still, Dad and Mom were right. Su Jin was fine now, so why keep thinking about those things?

Thus, Wang Xian picked up the half-eaten lobster and continued gnawing on it.

After the meal, Mom sat with Su Jin and chatted idly, while Dad went out. He said he had arranged to meet someone to kill monsters and level up.

Dad had originally wanted Wang Xian to come along. After all, when they had killed the seafood earlier, he had learned about Wang Xian's Mercy skill and wanted to bring him along as a useful tool.

Wang Xian refused, saying that he had important matters to handle. Dad did not insist and headed out with a face full of fighting spirit.

After returning to his room, Wang Xian opened the communications function.

Looking at the switch that rejected all messages, he hesitated slightly before turning on the option to receive messages from friends.

Just as he had expected, the moment he enabled messages from friends, an avatar in his contact list began flashing madly.

It was Cheng Yao!

You could freely choose whether to turn the friend-message reception switch on or off, but messages sent by friends would not be lost. Once you enabled reception, all of them would be sent to you at once.

"Uncle, you liar!"

"Dead Uncle, stinky Uncle!"

"Knife.jpg."

"Tomato.jpg."

"Bomb.jpg."

"Uncle, if you don't reply, I'm never talking to you again!"

"Uncle, I really won't talk to you anymore!"

"Knife.jpg."

"Tomato.jpg."

"Bomb.jpg."

"Uncle, can you just reply to me?"

"Stinky Uncle, I'm really angry!!!"

"..."

Countless messages bombarded him, making cold sweat stream down Wang Xian's back. How much resentment did Cheng Yao have to send this many messages?

He scrolled for a minute or two without reaching the beginning.

Although he had not reached the beginning, he understood the general meaning.

All the messages could be summed up in three points.

Liar!

I'm angry!

I'll never talk to you again!

Previously, Wang Xian had been afraid Cheng Yao would miss out on the Hidden Profession, Flower Goddess. But now that Cheng Yao had already become a Flower Goddess, he finally made up his mind to keep Cheng Yao by his side.

Oh, and there was also Su Jin, that lucky charm.

That was right. In Wang Xian's eyes, Su Jin, blessed with Goddess of Luck's Favor, was a lucky charm.

With the Mercy skill, his, Su Jin's, and Cheng Yao's levels could all rise quickly.

An incredibly powerful support, a lucky charm that produced equipment drops, and himself with his freakishly strong power—they were guaranteed to become top-tier experts.

At that thought, Wang Xian grinned so widely that the corners of his mouth nearly reached his ears.

So, Wang Xian stopped hesitating and sent Cheng Yao a message.

Then...

Wang Xian was bombarded by all sorts of messages from Cheng Yao!

One message after another arrived, pouring out the sender's resentment.

After glancing at them, Wang Xian chose to ignore them. They were just like the messages he had received earlier—nothing worth reading, all of them insulting him.

"I'll take you leveling the day after tomorrow."

As the messages continued pouring in without end, Wang Xian finally squeezed out a few words. After sending them to Cheng Yao, he once again activated the function that rejected all messages.

The day after tomorrow was the first day of the seventh lunar month, the beginning of the Ghost Festival event.

The Ghost Festival was one of Dragon Kingdom's traditional holidays.

The Ghost Festival was also known as the Ghost Festival.

After Datafication, the Ghost Festival had been given its true meaning and had become a Ghost Festival in every sense of the word.

Starting from the first day of the seventh lunar month, countless Ghost Gates would open throughout Dragon Kingdom. All kinds of ghosts would emerge from the Ghost Gates and wander across Dragon Kingdom.

Of course, these ghosts were not ghosts in the true sense. They were simply another type of wild monster.

Ghosts were neutral wild monsters. As long as you did not attack them, they would not attack you.

As for why the Ghost Festival only occurred in Dragon Kingdom, it was naturally because it was Dragon Kingdom's holiday. (I know other countries also celebrate it, but they do not call it the Ghost Festival, so please don't dwell on that.)

Every country would have holidays with special significance to that country. For example, during Christmas in the West, some countries would also have events, while Dragon Kingdom would not.

In Dragon Kingdom, the Ghost Festival was, aside from Chinese New Year's Eve, both the most anticipated and the most troublesome holiday for Dragon Kingdom's people after Datafication.

Because the Ghost Festival opened up a new race within Dragon Kingdom—the Ghost Clan!

The Ghost Clan truly resembled the ghosts of legend, immune to all physical attacks, since ghosts had no physical bodies.

Likewise, because they had no physical bodies, those who transformed into the Ghost Clan naturally could not make physical attacks. This made certain professions utterly useless for ghosts, such as Warriors, Archers, Assassins, and the like.

As for those who had already changed professions, there was no need to worry. After transforming into the Ghost Clan, they could choose whether to erase their original profession. If they chose to erase it, they could take another profession-change quest and choose a new profession.

Of course, the Ghost Clan's immunity to physical attacks came at a price: they would take 100% more damage from magic.

It could be said to have both advantages and disadvantages.

But for some Mages, transforming into the Ghost Clan was the best choice. After all, a Mage's natural enemy was a purely physical profession like Assassin. Once they transformed into the Ghost Clan, they would no longer fear Assassins!

As a result, some Ghost Clan Mages often provoked Assassins, leaving those Assassins grinding their teeth in hatred yet unable to do anything about it.

The Ghost Gates would remain until dawn on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, and several events would take place during that period.

Points could be earned during the events, and the top one hundred players by points would gain the qualification to transform into the Ghost Clan.

Of course, if you did not want to transform into the Ghost Clan, that qualification could be passed down automatically until one hundred people had transformed into the Ghost Clan.

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