Jiang Xia: "..." Brilliant.
Noah was clearly looking forward to it as well. "Want to give it a try? I think I can get plenty of material to fill myself out from the plot and the players' reactions—one day, I'll become a real ghost!"
As it spoke, it secretly tucked the little tail behind it into the corner of the blanket, hiding it away.
"..." Though it acted as if it did not care, the shoddy "Z" Pattern Seal on its tail had bothered Noah for quite a while.
"A game..." Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "There's still business to handle soon. That Twin Towers building hasn't been blown up yet, and we haven't invited everyone we need to invite."
"...That's true." Noah flopped down dejectedly, collapsing from a ghost blob into a ghost pancake.
"Since we're about to handle serious business, of course we should relax beforehand and greet the organization's important mission in our best condition!" Jiang Xia abruptly sat up. Under Noah's stunned gaze, he flipped through his address book and began randomly selecting lucky players.
With the Contract in place, Jiang Xia could roughly sense the game system Noah had constructed, as well as its related rules.
Noah stared blankly for two seconds before springing up with him and happily adding:
"This Dungeon is also a detective script, but it differs somewhat from the previous 'London Dungeon.' It's a role-playing game, so the crime-solving experience is stronger.
"The script framework was left behind by Hiroki. A few years ago, he met a genius manga artist. That Gentleman inherited a billion-dollar fortune from a distant relative and was too busy with work, but he did not want to waste his dream. He also discovered that Hiroki liked these things, so he sent the drafts to