The Strange Arrival 8

Seeing the Beggar Player pitifully beg for mercy, Ye Zhao instantly transformed from a dumb, nouveau riche fool into a shameless bandit bully. The looks people around her gave her were full of condemnation.

Unmoved, Ye Zhao spread her hands. "Then hurry up and hand over all your money! Are you looking to die?" As she spoke, she gave the Beggar Player two more blows to the head.

Serves you right for stealing my things. Serves you right for not returning them!

Tu'an trembled in fright and shouted for mercy. Not only did he give Ye Zhao all the money from his food bowl, he also fished out a crumpled, messy wad of bills from his pockets.

"Just this little money? Useless." Ye Zhao made a disgusted face, stuffed all the money into her pocket, tossed aside the wig, and got up to leave.

Passerby Ghost:?

Tu'an:...

He had always been the one robbing others. Who would have thought that one day, he would be robbed himself?

Fine. He would remember this little girl.

Of course, Ye Zhao did not go far. She went to buy socks at a nearby stall. The owner, who had been pleasant toward her yesterday, now wore a sour expression. He looked at Ye Zhao as though she were some ancient slave owner oppressing poor farmers. He had thought she was merely a foolish rich girl before, but who would have guessed? The world was going downhill!

The socks that had cost ten yuan for five pairs had gone up to ten yuan for three pairs. Buy them or don't.

Ye Zhao pulled out the money she had just robbed and grandly handed over a hundred yuan, buying thirty pairs as she stood there slowly picking them out.

The stall owner:...

Mainly because this was the farthest spot from Tu'an that was still within scanning range. Thanks to her last upgrade, her scanning distance had increased from one meter to two.

This distance was just right. Ye Zhao used her skill to scan the Passerby Ghost.

[Low-level ghost scanned. Unable to scan.]

Fine, then.

The Passerby Ghost had been circling Tu'an back and forth the entire time and paid little attention to Ye Zhao. What had it taken a liking to about Tu'an?

Over there, perhaps because he was immersed in the pain of having his money robbed, Tu'an kept lying on the ground and knocking on his bowl. "Kind sir, kind ma'am, please have mercy... please have mercy..."

But the Passerby Ghost did not let him off. It moved closer, its mouth nearly touching his ear. "Hehe, I know you can see me..."

"Big brother, I've been looking for you for so long. You're so handsome. Come with me, okay?"

The next second, the Passerby Ghost shrieked and was flung away by something, disappearing without a trace.

Tu'an spat. What he hated most in his life were people coveting his beauty, regardless of gender—or whether they were ghosts!

[Scan successful: Create Exorcism Bronze Mirror ×1. Required Creation Points: 100.]

[Exorcism Bronze Mirror: With the bronze mirror in hand, no evil can invade.]

Ye Zhao smiled in satisfaction. Carrying a bag of socks, she walked over to Tu'an, kicked over his food bowl, and pressed her gun against his lower back. "Come with me."

Tu'an:...

This time, Tu'an was quite cooperative. He followed Ye Zhao down from the overpass, and the two walked to a relatively deserted area. But the moment they entered an alley, their roles reversed. Tu'an vanished into thin air, then reappeared behind Ye Zhao. His body pinned her in place as a small knife lay across her throat. With the slightest pressure, a drop of blood emerged.

Ye Zhao grabbed his wrist and stopped him from cutting open her throat.

The two remained locked in place.

The scent of blood spread through the air.

The man pressed against her ear, his icy words brushing her earlobe. "It seems your mother never taught you not to casually follow men. It's dangerous."

Ye Zhao gave a dry laugh. After a few exchanges, she could tell this man was an expert. He was on an entirely different level from the useless thugs she had encountered before. Her strengths were speed and power, but when it came to fighting technique, as an exemplary student focused on the college entrance exam, she truly had none.

"Didn't your mother teach you not to take other people's things? Thieves get caught and handed over to the police."

"Big sister, you're the hostage now."

"Uncle, you're older than me, aren't you?"

Ye Zhao used the Teleportation Card. It ignored obstacles and allowed instantaneous movement within a one-meter radius, 10 times per day.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared behind the man and fired at his shoulder. The man vanished from where he stood again, and her bullet missed. An instant later, he was already a hundred meters away.

He even waved at her. "Big sister, you're amazing!"

Ye Zhao took off after him. By the time she appeared in a blink at the spot where Tu'an had been standing, the man had long since vanished without a trace.

Damn it, he got away again.

Ye Zhao touched her neck and found a drop of blood.

Hiss, it still hurt a little.

She had to admit, she had nearly been done in today. This man was quite formidable—not an ordinary human player. Before entering the game, he had probably been trained in martial arts.

His skills were far too good. There was no way an ordinary person like her could compare—she should have realized it the moment she saw his abs. He was no delicate pretty boy. His silly grin and pleas for mercy had all been an act!

That damn liar.

If he had put a little more force into that cut, her neck would have blossomed open.

Ye Zhao immediately reeled in her twisted urge to sleep in the same room as ghosts. There was no helping it—having only a twisted mind without the strength to back it up would not do. She should just be a cautious, prudent rich woman.

That damned thief!

The next time she saw him, she would teach him how to behave properly!

Tu'an watched Ye Zhao descend into the subway station before quietly stepping out from the side. He shook his wrist and sucked in a breath from the pain, complaining, "That girl is freakishly strong!"

She really was. Five bright red finger marks were imprinted on his wrist. He had already gone through two games, so his physical attributes were far from low. His Strength was a full 20 points, yet he had been completely unable to do anything to her?

Not only that, she could Teleport too? Did she also have a Spatial Ability like his? Or was it some kind of game item?

Luckily, he had run fast. Otherwise, he might really have been taken down by that girl.

But the rose was still his.

He smiled smugly.

He took the rose from his pocket.

[Child's Rose: This item may be used on any person or ghost. Only one target may be chosen each time. After use, you will capture the target's heart, making them obey your every command.]

[Skill Duration: 3 days.]

[CD: 3 days.]

He couldn't possibly give up such a good item.

He rubbed his wrist again, thinking that woman was truly lucky. Not only did she have many game items, but her physical attributes seemed quite high too?

He had made up his mind. The next time he ran into that girl, he would steal all her things!

Ye Zhao took the subway back to the hotel and happened to see Nie Yun grunting as he carried luggage for the guests. As Ye Zhao passed by him, she slipped a bronze mirror she had just created into his pocket.

She moved so quickly that Nie Yun never noticed the extra item in his pocket.

Having done a good deed without leaving her name behind, Ye Zhao gave herself a thumbs-up.

She really was nothing like that damned thief.

After returning to her room, Ye Zhao found herself troubled again over where to put the bronze mirrors. Placing one at the door could fend off the Customer Service Ghost, but ghosts had more than one way of entering a room. In the end, Ye Zhao decided to hang one Exorcism Bronze Mirror at the head of her bed and place another in the living room.

Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, she felt that getting proper rest was still important.

That night, Ye Zhao finally got a good night's sleep. No sounds, no disturbances—she slept straight through until dawn!

No wonder that thief had looked so healthy, without even a trace of dark circles under his eyes. This really was a wonderful treasure! Her hard work and countless schemes hadn't been in vain!