A row of Unusual People lined up before the female ghost's grave, assuming their preparatory ghost-exorcising stances.
Jiang Chen grew serious too.
He recited the slogan they had agreed upon.
"Shhh~~"
A series of sizzling sounds followed. Then, looking refreshed and thoroughly satisfied, the Unusual People put away their weapons and turned off their phones.
Some flipped their cameras around to face themselves, composed themselves, and began, "Today, during a large-scale C-Plus Rank group mission on Qishan, under Brother Jiang's leadership, we joined forces to exorcise a half-body blood garment. The powerful enemy proved troublesome, forcing us to deploy our ancestral treasures. Please enjoy."
Others put it this way.
"This Vengeful Ghost ran rampant, so I subdued her with my thirty years of virginity. Currently single, just so everyone knows!"
"A half-body blood garment was nothing special. With my ancestral treasure, a mere wave reduced her to ashes..."
"..."
They had volunteered to help precisely so they could show off, and naturally, they all made the most of this opportunity.
Even Jiang Chen felt the urge. He could not help stepping forward to show off his own skills and compose a poem: "A gentleman kept his weapon hidden, waiting for the right moment to act. Once unleashed, a roaming dragon emerged from the abyss, stirring heaven and sun until dawn and dusk were lost!"
After giving it a little thought, everyone raised their thumbs.
"An excellent poem! Excellent!"
The words were grand and majestic, clearly extraordinary at first hearing, and particularly suited to the scene.
Meanwhile.
Notifications rang out in Jiang Chen's ears as though the system were about to explode.
"Aaah!!! Ghost Qi +999... Fuck your erguotou liquor, Ghost Qi +... I'll fight you bastards to the death..."
Clearly.
Their actions.
Had awakened Jiang Qianqian's gift for language, making