Ping'an Street's Number-One Typist!! / The Chosen Big Player!

Among them, a smug-looking hoodlum with a buzz cut walked ahead, noticing a few familiar faces chatting under a streetlamp. He casually strolled by, poked his head out, and pretended to bump into them, saying, "Hey? Isn't that my little brother? Out and about? Why are you all clean?"

"Huh? What a coincidence, Honey Badger! You're here to see the Witch too? You seem to have a different aura now." The little devil's eyes were full of admiration.

"Ha, needless to say, I ordered VIP service!" With that, the crew-cut Japanese man pulled up his shirt, revealing a dazzling, lifelike dragon tattoo on his back. "Look at this 'Nine Dragons Hauling a Coffin' on my body, the Witch herself sewed it for me! Tell me, isn't that awesome! I even added fifty bucks, saying it would bring its own imposing aura! And look at this on your stomach, why didn't you get a better package? Even the fishing line is sewn crookedly!"

"Ah, this..." The little ghost brother scratched his head awkwardly, too embarrassed to admit he had no money, and quickly said, "I had this sewn by Blood Doll Sister. Maybe a child's skills aren't quite there yet?"

"Haha, just say you don't have money. Your older brother won't laugh at you, will he? He might even lend you some!" The flat-headed Japanese man said with a disdainful look, as if he were speaking from the heart.

"Hmph~" A beautiful, Long-Haired Female Ghost scoffed disdainfully, deliberately flicking her hair and startling several ghosts by the roadside. She said smugly, "Why don't you take a look at my new hair? It's a replica of the witch's silver hair, and its aura is definitely no less powerful than yours~"

Her words were a bit harsh, but they were true.

The legend of the Legendary Witch has deeply resonated with people around the world. For some reason, just looking at this female ghost evokes a sense of inexplicable admiration in them, making them want to bow down in respect!

Just then, a gaunt, imposing young ghost emerged from the crowd, his hands clasped behind his back.

He had two huge dark circles under his eyes, but his expression was surprisingly arrogant and composed, as if he were a great figure who had experienced some reform and change. His imposing aura was so strong that no one dared to ignore him!

Upon seeing this, one of the stalkers couldn't hold back any longer and asked with a mixture of amazement and curiosity, "Excuse me, sir, who are you? Why are you so magnanimous? It makes one want to worship you. This feeling... is like... like revering a god!"

"Me?"

The young ghost glanced at the other ghost, head held high, his face arrogant, "Listen carefully, Ping'an Fifth District Avenue, Red Moon Apartments, 'Xiao Ao Jianghu'!"

The moment the words left his mouth, all the ghosts present were shocked!

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Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Number One Typography Queen of Ping'an Street!!

"Laugh... Xiao Ao Jianghu??"

The ghost could no longer contain his shock. "You're the one who only updates once a day, often misses updates, had his house raided by fans in the middle of the night and dragged to the rooftop, threatened to push him off if he didn't update, and ended up jumping off the building rather than update again, the Fifth-Order Ghost General, 'Xiao Ao Jianghu'?!"

"What are you saying!" "What are you talking about!" The young ghost's expression changed, and he looked around in horror before turning back and saying, "Who said I only update once a day and even delay updates? I update at least five times a day now! Oh no, ten times! There's no more diligent author in the Ping'an District than me!!"

"That's because your hundreds of readers are all still resentful after they die, turning into vengeful ghosts who watch you write every day, and beat you up if you don't update more..." a ghost wearing a red scarf muttered under his breath.

"Look! Isn't that 'Han Xue,' the top female writer at Red Moon Apartments? She's so domineering!"

Suddenly, gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd.

The young ghost's expression froze, then he abruptly turned his head, his pupils shrinking!

Following the direction of the Wonderful Potion Shop, one could see a gloomy girl dressed in a gray-black dress slowly walking towards the opposite side of the light.

A faint sadness lingered in the girl's eyes, her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her ink-black hair flew wildly in the wind. The air seemed to be thick with sorrow, waiting for her silence.

Beautiful, and profound~

Han Xue? Pen name 'Gentle Blade', isn't that his number one rival?

Back in the day, he was known in the online novel world as a "Keyboard Killer" and a "Key Striker," but because of this seemingly frail girl who suddenly appeared on the newcomer list, he fell from his pedestal as the number one writing god!

This is a shame he can never wash away for the rest of his life!

It was the pain of his entire life!

This was also one of the important reasons that led to his loss of confidence, resulting in fewer and slower updates, and ultimately driving him to jump off a building!

Hehe, that's fine too.

I'm currently suffering from a hundred liver problems, so I have to show off and thoroughly humiliate her!

The young ghost (Xiao Ao Jianghu) was filled with pride and excitedly looked in the direction the crowd was staring at, but the next moment, he was completely stunned!

The girl looked melancholy, her slender hands gently holding the laptop, her bright eyes fixed on the computer screen, while the sound of typing continued incessantly.

The main thing is that she didn't even move her hands, and the software automatically started typing!

Of course, only the girl knew the principle behind it; it was the latest product from the apothecary, Magical Consciousness Writing that directly freed her limbs!

You can even create on a computer using your consciousness in your dreams!

Very user-friendly!

As Han Xue glanced at the young ghost by the roadside, she couldn't help but sneer, curling her lip in disdain. "Just a few extra livers, how can they compare to my will and faith?"

As she spoke, just before passing the crowd, she turned back to glance at the young ghost, giving him a disdainful smile, "You can't even write a hundred chapters a day, and you dare call yourself an author? You little piece of trash!"

Young Ghost (Xiao Ao Jianghu) was stunned for a moment upon hearing this. Before he could react, he heard a furious roar from behind him, "Fuck you, 'Xiao Ao Jianghu'! Didn't you say you were going to update extra today? Why aren't you updating properly in your apartment and instead coming here to watch the show? Do you have any respect for your brothers and sisters? Die!"

"Holy crap! Let me explain first! Didn't you see we're all working extra hard today? It's all for better updates!... Ouch! Stop hitting me, stop hitting me..."

The young ghost covered his head with his hands, being relentlessly beaten by the dozens of ghosts who followed him, their fingertips even bearing sharp blades—it was utterly cruel!

"Ahhh... Ruxue, you have no sportsmanship! You're engaging in cutthroat competition in this industry!! Ah! You have no shame! You're even using cheat codes in your novel!! Ah! Stop cutting! Stop cutting! If you keep cutting, you'll lose your little brother!"

On the street, countless supernatural ghosts who witnessed this scene stared at each other.

In just a short moment, a hint of understanding seemed to appear in their eyes!

The next second, all the evil spirits rushed towards the Wonderful Potion Shop as if they had been injected with stimulants.

Enough said, the Witch is awesome, okay?

They even offer extracurricular services!

On the other side, Ling Mengxue had just sent the last girl away and thought she could finally close the shop and rest when she turned around and saw that all the evil spirits in the swirling mist had returned. Startled, she immediately locked the door and activated the magical broadcast system at the entrance.

"Closed for business today! Disband!!"

The ghosts. "..."

"Sigh~ The witch is tired today, everyone can leave now!"

"Hehe... I just came from the North City by bus... I should have ridden the Ghost Motorcycle..."

"..."

"..."

Ten minutes later, after the farce had completely ended, Ling Mengxue allowed the Blood Doll to secretly open the door and check on the situation.

Behind the door, the master and servant were both tiptoeing and acting furtively; just looking at them, they gave off a somewhat petty thieving vibe.

The Blood Doll lay on top of it, its large eyes blinking faintly red through the crack in the door. It turned its head and said, "Master, there's no one outside! We can't see anything!"

"OK, open the door, but don't put up the 'Open for Business' sign this time."

Ling Mengxue breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the teapot, silently brewed herself a cup of tea, and glanced sideways with a silent sigh.

It seems I wasn't discreet enough. If I had been more discreet, I wouldn't have made this mistake.

But there's nothing we can do about it; we can't really let that Evil Witch capture and imprison us, can we?

Who knows what might happen!

Most of the ghosts who come for medical treatment and to watch the spectacle were human in life, a group of people whose obsessions haven't been resolved after death. As for the evil creatures that are actually from other dimensions, they basically don't dare to come here.

However, after completing several hundred transactions, Ling Mengxue discovered something interesting.

It seems that most of the ghosts who genuinely come to see the doctor need to have their liver, kidneys, and lungs replaced. Ghosts who are poor can save up and replace their old ones with new ones, while those who are relatively wealthy often have seven or eight of them installed in a whole set.

Sure enough, even in this mysterious world, tobacco and women are the most profitable things.

Many of our customers died from smoking in their past lives and continue smoking in the Spirit World.

Even the cheapest tobacco is rolled into a dozen or so sticks and kept being stuffed into the mouth without worrying about choking...

At this rate, it seems like ten lungs wouldn't be enough, right?

And then there are those who ask for kidney transplants or other treatments, not to mention the truly horrific couples who come to the store wanting to buy up all the remaining stock.

What kind of nonsense is this? (゜ロ゜)

Please have some self-respect!

Remember to take care of yourself!!

After Blood Doll carefully put away her little medical kit, she came running over, babbling, and grabbed Ling Mengxue's skirt with her little paws, giving her a pleading look. "And... and that... Master, didn't you say you might be leaving for a while? Please take me with you, okay?"

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Chapter Eighty: The Great Player of Destiny!

"Oh no!"

Ling Mengxue reached out and patted the little girl's head, and upon hearing this, she immediately refused.

I'm planning to go to a terrifying dungeon with a hundred players, not go on a vacation. Why would I bring a girl around ten years old to that kind of place?

There are probably a lot of evil spirits inside. If you're not careful and get ambushed, you might die on the spot.

The name of this dungeon sounds off, especially with the word "Manor," which suggests a possible living environment. But we don't know how big that environment is or what terrifying creatures might be inside...

When in an unfamiliar environment and facing the unknown, everyone will feel fear and unease.

For example... things that are extremely absurd, incomprehensible, or things that are terrifying or frightening in one's memory...

Our attention is forced to focus, and our nerves are constantly on edge, which is very tiring. At such times, time seems to stand still for us.

Under the immense pressure of time passing, it's quite normal for people with weaker mental fortitude to break down on the spot...

Blood Doll still looked aggrieved, as if it would burst into tears at any moment, Ling Mengxue's head drooped slightly.

Am I your master, or are you my master?

How come she's started acting all cute and affectionate?

A little doubtful, Ling Mengxue didn't think too much about it. On the bright side, at least the Blood Doll still possessed its own consciousness, and its heart was still that of the innocent little girl from its previous life.

Although it has deteriorated somewhat...

After all, no one knows how long they've lived in the Spirit Realm of the Ping'an District. Certainly, some things have already changed, but we just don't usually notice them.

"Listen to me, guard the house properly. Ghost Manor is too dangerous for you to handle. You don't want me to refine you all over again, do you?" Ling Mengxue spread her hands, looking quite helpless.

Blood Doll's eyes darted around, then he nodded vigorously. "Okay."

When did this little girl become so easy to talk to?

The reversal was so dramatic that Ling Mengxue almost couldn't react in time.

Sigh, girls' minds are so hard to fathom.

After returning to her room, she took out the invitation letter that Qiu Yelan had given her.

According to the information on the envelope, the invitation is slightly different from the players' admission tickets; it belongs to a higher level and offers a certain degree of choice.

It's like comparing a casual player to a VIP user; the experiences are completely different.

A regular admission ticket allows you to randomly enter a dungeon and take on a quest challenge, while an invitation allows you to visit the manor as a VIP, enjoying the hospitality of a host and having more options.

Introduction to the Secret-Realm Invitation:

[I. Distinguished Guest: Present this invitation as Miss Ghost's honored guest to enjoy the friendly atmosphere between the two parties. You are also free to pick a variety of "products" from the manor, play a game of cat and mouse, and do whatever you want!]

[II: Manor Master: Can choose any high-level profession within the manor, such as head maid, head butler, head chef, young lady's personal nanny, garden keeper, etc. High-quality professions are freely available, allowing you to command your subordinates to "work," and you can also freely participate in the game, harvesting fresh human flesh within the rules~]

[III. The Ultimate Player: Randomly assumes any possible role within the manor as a player, such as a regular worker, plumber, priest, maid, gardener, etc., and automatically unlocks survival quest rating challenges.]

Lucky cuties might just land an interesting job!

After considering the three options, Ling Mengxue decided to enter the dungeon as a player.

The "distinguished guests" thing is really outrageous, and that "cat and mouse" game of predator and prey...

She's human, not a pervert!

Doxxing?

No, no, no!