Sisters Getting Along (For Real)

The cemetery caretaker, holding a flashlight, looked warily in the direction the sound came from... The past few nights had been anything but peaceful.

It feels like weasel swarmed around us.

Fusha Village, a small place very close to the mountains, still has many weasels, snakes, and the like.

There have been several disturbances at the cemetery in Fusha Village in the past.

To be honest, I've gotten used to this old administrator... As for whether it's haunted? After all, the eerie will-o'-the-wisps are quite scary.

That's impossible, of course.

Those are phosphorescent flames, formed when the corpses of humans and animals decompose and release phosphine, which then spontaneously combusts, creating what is known as will-o'-the-wisp.

Ghosts, zombies, ghouls—how could such unscientific, unmagical things really exist...?

The veteran manager felt he was very clear-headed.

Humanity has become more aware of its own situation.

Then...

The flickering beam of the flashlight illuminated several figures... The cemetery caretaker's heart suddenly raced, and the flashlight Light Beam jerked for a split second.

Soon, his gaze was fixed on what lay ahead, illuminating a patch of darkness and a large group of people who were digging.

Those hooded figures stood out prominently in the flashlight beam, covered in mud and carrying shovels and hoes.

There were also many neatly folded robes placed to the side.

The grave mounds on the ground had all been dug up, showing that these people had been digging here for a long time.

Tomb raiding still happens in modern times?

Or is it just perversion?!

The cemetery caretaker was filled with terror, but he took a deep breath and shouted, "What are you doing? I'm calling the police!!"

However, the tomb raiders did not answer the administrator's question, but continued digging... maintaining their previous modus operandi.

For some reason, their movements looked a bit strange.

Some were limping, while others were twitching and looked very stiff...

This is unacceptable! This is beyond just being abnormal!

We must strike hard!

The cemetery administrator, thinking this, picked up the phone, preparing to dial the police... However, just as he was about to make the call...

"Crunch--"

A sickening, bone-grinding sound rang out, and the tomb raiders simultaneously turned their heads almost 180 degrees, revealing their faces hidden under their hoods.

Various kinds...

Some were rotten, some were intact, some had lost all flesh and blood, revealing stark white bones, and some had only one eyeball drooping down, connected to the depths of the eye socket by a mere sliver of flesh.

"..." Thump... thump... thump--

Immediately, the cemetery cemetery worker suffered a cardiac arrest, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness, collapsing onto the stone steps.

"..." Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance was about to do something, paused for a moment.

I'm not quite sure what kind of development this is.

However, he couldn't just leave this innocent old man there unattended; otherwise, he might catch a cold the next day.

It's already December, and the weather can no longer be described as cool.

"You guys, find a few people to take him back to the security booth over there."

Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance casually directed a dead man. The dead man, who was distributing clothes to new members, paused, then asked, "Is... is anyone volunteering?"

In response to the deceased's words, another deceased person volunteered, raising his hand and saying in a weak voice, "I'll do it, I'm his son."

That's perfect.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance, several long-robed dead men dragged the old man who was in charge of the security guard's booth.

"..."

"... Father and child?"

Thinking this, Shunni Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance leaned against the pine tree trunk with his arms crossed, looking at the overturned coffins on the ground.

To be honest, the increase in personnel has not been ideal.

Because often, when the grave mound is opened, all that's inside is a small box... or a small jar or something like that.

Even if the techniques of the Shunni Family can reverse life and death, there must be a corpse that is 40% or 50% intact.

Otherwise, it would be insufficient to evoke memories in consciousness.

That's not enough to call back the soul.

"..." After that, I might have to risk going to a large city with stricter regulations to dig up graves, such as the Central City.

"Wait for me, sister..."

After muttering these thoughts to himself, Eight Thousand Currents of Reversal and Compliance looked up at the moon and murmured, "It's time for me to come and kill you."

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"Thank you for your patronage. The total is 79 yuan."

The Naga Monster, wearing a hat that covered its ears, smiled at the customer and helped pack the items they bought.

"..." Because he was short of money, the Naga Monster was temporarily working part-time at a 24-hour convenience store... not that he couldn't rob someone.

After all, that's what weirdos are good at.

However, she was about to do something big, and she felt she couldn't make a big fuss... so she had to be patient and restrained.

Doing big things, doing big things...

Thinking this, the Naga Monster looked at the streetlights outside the window... In the dead of night like this, even the most bored and idle Wind City wouldn't go out for a stroll.

Therefore, the Naga Monster's job was quite leisurely.

"Wait for my sister, I will definitely come to save you."

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"Oh! You're a friend of a friend?! The boss of the 22nd Group! Boss! Boss!"

"..." The BOSS was a little stunned. She looked at the seemingly excited Mermaid Monster and couldn't help but glance at the Doctor and Cong Yu: "What's wrong with her?"

To this, Cong Yu shrugged, indicating that he didn't quite understand. "It was I who planted the Hydra Brand on my 'friends,' you know what I mean."

But logically speaking, even if someone is mentally subservient to Cong Yu and has been branded, they shouldn't have such a... unique personality.

Like the United States "friends" who helped buy breakfast before, he should have seemed a bit dull.

And...

"The mark of my magic on her body should have been completely used up by now... but she's still like this."

Cong Yu said this, she reached out and ruffled the Mermaid Monster's hair, then coldly accepted the other's nuzzling hug. "Even if we use Stockholm syndrome to explain it, it's still a bit strange... I suspect she's acting."

Stiff--

Feeling the Mermaid Monster in her arms stiffen for a moment and then return to normal, Cong Yu pursed her lips but didn't say anything.

However, the Doctor countered, "I don't think so... because the pleasure conveyed by the body is very difficult to fake."

"..."

"Because it's obvious... the physical sensations and desires are real, but obedience and friendship are fake."

Cong Yu gave a brief assessment, then reached out and grabbed the Mermaid Monster's head, while the Mermaid Monster, swallowing hard, kept its eyes tightly closed.

What would it feel like to have your head crushed?

The Mermaid Monster was surprised that it wasn't afraid; on the contrary, it was somewhat expectant... expectant of this pain and resolve.

However, her expectations were not met.

Because Cong Yu was just gently scratching her head with his fingers, stroking her long hair... a tingling, numb sensation spread through her head, giving her a strange feeling.

"Let's change our clothes and go for a walk with the boss."

Upon hearing Cong Yu say this, the Mermaid Monster's eyes widened suddenly, completely unexpected that he would hear such words.

Could it be a trap?

But...

"..."

"Um."

Chapter 300 Sisterly Harmony (Seriously)

"Ugh! I know Cong Yu, you want to win over the enemy, recruit surrendered generals, turn enemies into friends, and add them to your harem... but why did you have to hurt me?"

The BOSS clutched his collar, looking as if he couldn't breathe, and stared at Cong Yu and the neatly dressed Mermaid Monster.

Wearing a beret and dressed in children's clothing, the BOSS gazed at the scorching (warm December sun) sun in the sky.

I can't take it anymore! I'm going to die!

"Cong Yu - I want water!"

Shouting like that, the BOSS waved her hand and acted like a spoiled brat... but Cong Yu would still give in to her.

After all, the Shunni Sanqianliu are just a corpse.

This is not an insult to her...

Because the Shunni Sanqianliu are truly corpses, only corpses that Resurrection... Hating sunlight is some kind of instinct.

Cong Yu doesn't really like sunbathing.

Because after being in the sun for a long time, he would feel his whole body getting hot...

"Um, that..."

The Mermaid Monster spoke somewhat timidly, and she didn't seem to enjoy sunbathing much either. "I'd like to have some water... is that alright?"

There's nothing wrong with that.

"Sure, no problem at all."

As Cong Yu said this, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet from the Jormungandr Train. He looked at the Mermaid Monster: "But you're not like that, are you?"

"..."

"Cooperating with Monster, yet daring to attack me... Has becoming a prisoner and recognizing the difference in strength made you cowardly?"

Cong Yu asked, looking at the Mermaid Monster with a wronged expression and the BOSS who was completely watching the show, "What would you like to drink?"

The boss simply waved his hand dismissively.

It roughly means "either way is fine".

The Mermaid Monster, while pondering the meaning of Cong Yu's words, replied, "Pure water... or sea salt water..."

In response, Cong Yu tapped the vending machine repeatedly.

"..."

"... Just because he became a prisoner... he became cowardly?"

What does this mean?

No...

The Mermaid Monster wasn't unaware of the meaning behind Cong Yu's words, but rather didn't understand what kind of attitude Cong Yu wanted her to express.

Is it just that I like her rebellious nature?

What kind of mentality is this? Is it trying to make oneself arrogant so that one can take the opportunity to beat oneself up? This is simply too much...

That's great!

Getting beaten up feels good!

"..." While the Mermaid Monster was lost in thought...