Qingzhou Jibei City
In Jibei, undeveloped old streets and alleys still interweave between high-rise buildings like nerves. The mottled white walls, half-withered moss, and dark tiles resemble Jiangnan scenery, adding a different kind of charm to this northern city.
At ten o'clock in the evening, in an alley in the old city, Wang Hu spat and asked, "Second brother, does that bastard live here?"
"Big brother, I've inquired thoroughly. It's this place!" Wang Lang replied fiercely.
"Bro... let's hurry... I still have class tomorrow," Wang Bao yawned.
"You brat are acting like a good student at this hour? I think you just want to lick that... what's his name?"
"Big brother, don't say it!... Huh? Brother, didn't we just pass this alley..."
"Huh?!" Wang Hu looked up, squinting as he surveyed his surroundings. Then, he felt a chill down his neck – the spit on the stone path was particularly conspicuous in the dim light.
"Damn it, we probably ran into a ghost. Ah Bao, be careful since you haven't awakened. Ah Lang, get your weapon!"
A white light flashed in Wang Hu's hand, and a cleaver appeared. Wang Lang also summoned an iron chain.
"Ghostly barrier? Humph!" Wang Hu puffed out his chest and shouted, "Demons and monsters, reveal yourselves quickly!"
A cold laugh suddenly echoed from the depths of the alley.
Wang Hu's goosebumps stood on end. He tightened his grip on the large saber and said, "What's the point of playing ghostly tricks! Come out!"
"You... resemble him..."
As a figure appeared under the alley's lamppost, Wang Hu gradually saw the other party's appearance: a female ghost with disheveled hair, wearing a red dress. Her scarlet eyes glared, and she muttered, "Why... don't you love me anymore..."
"Holy crap, when the hell did I ever meet you?" Wang Hu swallowed, whispering to Wang Lang and Wang Bao, "This female ghost has a lot of resentment. I'll hold her off. Second brother, find an opportunity to shoot her. Ah Bao, don't run around. This is probably already this ghost's territory."
"You... you die for me!!!!!!!!!!" The female ghost screamed and charged at Wang Hu.
The flickering street lamp suddenly extinguished. In the chilling darkness, the ghost lunged at Wang Hu like a hungry wolf.
"Do as I say! Get out of the way!" Wang Hu rolled on the ground with his cleaver, dodging the ghost's pounce. Wang Lang and Wang Bao retreated madly, creating distance from the ghost.
The stone path was gouged with ten long claw marks by the female ghost. She dropped to all fours, turned, and charged at Wang Hu again, dragging blood.
"Goddamn it!" Wang Hu, seeing the ghost relentlessly pursuing him, raised his saber with his right hand: "Die!"
Wang Hu swung his saber at the female ghost crawling on the ground. The blade collided with the ghost's head, instantly sparking.
"..." The three Wang brothers were stunned.
"You..." The female ghost raised her head, "You are so heartless!!"
The female ghost swung her claws forcefully. Wang Hu blocked with his saber but was smashed against the wall by the ghost's immense strength. He coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "wow."
"I'll fight you to the death!" Wang Lang charged forward with his spear but was also swatted away by the ghost, landing beside Wang Hu.
"Big brother! Second brother!" Wang Bao struggled to stand up from the ground, rushed to Wang Hu and Wang Lang's side, grabbed their collars, and dragged them towards the alley entrance, shouting, "Is anyone there?! Help! Is anyone there!"
"You... can't leave..." The female ghost glared, bent her limbs, and pounced towards Wang Bao.
"Ah Bao, hurry up and take second brother away!" Wang Hu coughed up more blood, his hands, with cracked tiger's mouths, trembling as he gripped the cleaver, "I'll fight you to the death!!!"
"Ah!!—" The female ghost extended her claws in mid-air, about to pierce Wang Hu's head.
Suddenly, the sound of a dragging chain echoed. A ghostly green chain emerged, its long hook at the end like the embodiment of death, hooking the female ghost. She let out a tragic cry and fell to the ground.
Another dragging chain sound was heard. A lantern, also glowing with a ghostly green light, appeared above the female ghost. With a flash of light, the female ghost screamed and struggled, her body slowly transforming into blue-green light, being absorbed into the lantern.
The chilling sensation in the alley instantly vanished. The dim lights flickered back on, emitting a warm yellow glow.
...
Mo Chuan quietly retracted the lantern, turned, and rode his beloved electric scooter home, "doodoodoodoodoo."
"System, report current status."
"Ding! Host status:
Name: Mo Chuan
Age: 18
Awakened Item: Door of Ruin
Attack Power: 60 (Normal Human 50)
Armor: 178 (+150) (Normal Human 25)
Magic Power: 165 (+150) (Normal Human 15)
Magic Resistance: 24 (Normal Human 20)
Condition: Good
Hell Bound Curse: 200 layers KuShuGe
Level: 2 (90%)
Skills: Hell Bound Curse (Passive), Judgment of Death, Soul Guidance Lamp."
Mo Chuan had transmigrated here two years ago. A standard protagonist template (has a sister, a house, and deceased parents). Initially, he was desperate when he saw the news and learned that his parents died on the front lines fighting demons, because in this world, there were ghosts, gods, demons, and monsters. Human survival areas had greatly decreased, and the mortality rate had greatly increased. In his previous world, after college came employment; now, after college came going to the battlefield.
Until a year ago when he activated this "League of Legends System." He was quite happy at first, thinking he would at least get to play champions like Darius, Yasuo, or Lucian. But reality gave him a slap in the face – Thresh.
Oh well, Thresh was also very powerful. He could just play support.
After a year of diligently fighting (hiding), having collected 200 souls, although not the strongest among humans, he was definitely a leader among his peers who had just awakened.
(Hell Bound Curse: Thresh can harvest the souls of enemies who die near him, providing him with 0.75 Armor and 0.75 Ability Power, and increasing the shield strength of Soul Guidance Lamp and the minimum damage of Death's Sentence.)
Unknowingly, he reached his doorstep. Mo Chuan parked his electric scooter and entered the old residential building.
"I'm back!" Mo Chuan closed the door and put the watermelon into the refrigerator.
"Brother, why are you back so late? Didn't I tell you to hurry? The forecast said the yin energy would be heavy tonight, and it's easy to encounter ghosts," Mo Fei poked her head out from her room. "The awakening test is tomorrow. If you miss it, you won't be able to participate in the college entrance examination!"
"Okay, okay, I'll definitely be back faster next time. I just found a little cat downstairs and was playing with it for a while."
"..." Mo Fei didn't know what to say to him, so she simply ignored him.
"Alright, alright, I'll cook the rice now. Will you eat congee and steamed buns tomorrow morning?"
"Okay!"
Mo Chuan tidied up the sofa that Mo Fei had messed up, sighing to himself, "There's still over 300 yuan this month... Auntie won't send money for another eleven days... Looks like I still need to find a way to make money..." Then he turned and went back to his room to sleep.