After the blue-robed ghost messenger left, Jiang Lin inspected the entire area.
Then, he left with the bag of small monsters.
For other beings or ghost messengers, it might be difficult to inspect this entire area, but for Jiang Lin, it was only slightly troublesome.
After all, his ghost energy was abundant.
By the time Jiang Lin left, this area had been thoroughly scoured, becoming as "clean" as it could possibly be.
However…
Jiang Lin pondered if this mission could be worth more.
Even if not, this trip wouldn't be in vain.
At least he learned a characteristic of the Southern Hall and took some materials from this special area.
When he returned, he would look for an opportunity to see if he could create an arena similar to the Southern Hall's.
That would be a great training tool.
He figured the fighting style of the Southern Hall was also related to their special area.
…
…
"Work done!"
When Jiang Lin returned to the underworld after completing his last mission, it was already evening.
If not for the special area mission taking up more time, he could have returned earlier.
Just as he emerged from the underworld passage, Jiang Lin saw Qin Zhouzhou at the entrance of the underworld.
Qin Zhouzhou had one hand behind her back, holding a pale yellow lantern from who-knows-where, and was swaying it around nearby.
The lantern was delicately painted with two or three plum blossoms, which appeared even more fresh and elegant under the light within.
"Woof woof~"
A ghost messenger appeared at the entrance of the underworld passage, leading a Hellhound, clearly returning from the human world.
The Hellhound had a green woven rope tied around its neck, with a green tag indicating it had an owner.
The Hellhound, which had been obediently following its owner, suddenly sniffed the air and barked twice towards Qin Zhouzhou.
It looked at Qin Zhouzhou, then back at its owner, and nudged its owner's pant leg with its front paw.
With its mouth open, panting, saliva began to drip from its mouth.
When the Hellhound first barked, its owner thought something was wrong.
Seeing its greedy appearance now, there was no misunderstanding.
Apologizing to Qin Zhouzhou, who had looked over, the ghost messenger patted the Hellhound's head.
"You just ate meat this morning, how can you be so shameless!"
Last night, someone was eating delicious food, and almost all the residents of Building No. 2 couldn't escape it.
"Woof!"
"Begging won't work, hurry up and go."
"Woof woof~"
The Hellhound glanced at the lantern in Qin Zhouzhou's hand, then at its owner walking ahead, wagged its tail, and chose to follow its owner.
The sounds of the ghost and dog gradually faded away.
At this moment, Qin Zhouzhou had already spotted Jiang Lin, "Just finished your mission?"
Jiang Lin raised an eyebrow. As expected of the intelligence team, she knew he had just returned.
After thinking for a moment, he casually asked, "Did you find out any new news?"
Qin Zhouzhou: "Roast meat tonight?"
Jiang Lin: "..."
It caused a commotion last night, and now they were eating again?
Qin Zhouzhou's eyes, hidden beneath her long bangs, looked at him quietly, her expression very serious.
"Bing Beng~ Latest news, if you go back now and submit your mission, you won't be able to enter the training room."
"?"
Jiang Lin looked confused, waiting for her explanation.
After all, she had no reason to lie to him.
Qin Zhouzhou continued, "Because all the training room slots for tonight have already been snatched up."
Under the various systems of the Southern Hall, the training rooms themselves were already in high demand.
Coupled with the temptation of last night's delicacies…
Many residents of Building No. 2, after finishing their meals at the food stalls this morning, began to compete for training room slots.
There were too many temptations outside, so the training room was indeed the best.
Resist temptation, starting from entering the training room!
Jiang Lin fell silent.
This was something he had truly never heard of.
Because in the Eastern Hall, there were always vacant training rooms, let alone competing for slots.
…
After a while,
Jiang Lin looked at Qin Zhouzhou and said with some helplessness, "This time, come in through the door, don't break the wall."
Just now, when he asked about new news, Qin Zhouzhou mentioned eating.
Clearly, she had gained a lot in the past two days.
And, she should have collected information that he might need.
"Bing Beng~ Correct answer."
Qin Zhouzhou's expression was serious, her voice steady, but the words she spoke had a hint of playfulness.
Her left hand, not holding the lantern, raised a finger upwards.
"As a bonus, here's the latest news: Liu Buwei turned himself in today and is now neighbors with that winged ghost."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Lin's voice rose slightly, showing some surprise.
If he remembered correctly, the winged ghost was the one with wings they encountered on their way to the Southern Hall.
Upon arriving at the Southern Hall, that ghost was also taken back by the Southern Hall ghost messengers, reportedly for escaping.
At that time, the winged ghost's reaction did not seem like it was returning to a good place.
Black Impermanence Liu Buwei voluntarily went in?
Jiang Lin subconsciously began to analyze Liu Buwei's personality shown throughout the journey. When Meng Shen introduced the Southern Hall's style, Liu Buwei had already shown interest in the Southern Hall.
Later, he directly went to the mission center, reportedly to fight.
Could it be that the place where ghosts are imprisoned has a refining effect?
Would there be group fights inside? Daily one-on-one duels, and so on?
The arena outside the mission center was usually for ghost messengers to compete for missions.
If there were no missions to compete for, then there would be no opponents.
The arena in the ghost market was also not very suitable for captains.
So…
Did that guy receive some news and voluntarily go in to find a fight?
In just a few seconds, Jiang Lin had a general idea.
He glanced at Qin Zhouzhou in front of him. The news about Liu Buwei…
Could it have come from her?
Qin Zhouzhou's "Serious Face" was Jiang Lin's response.
In that instant, Jiang Lin suddenly had a thought…
—No matter what, never provoke the ghost messengers of the intelligence team.
They know too much!
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"Streamer: Eating again? Wasn't last night's meal enough?"
"Eating again?? I already ate once last night, and it's barely been a while since the New Year, am I going to gain three more pounds?!"
"Hello everyone, this is the late-night food segment. After midnight tonight, we will present you with the temptation of delicious food. Please bring your own bowls and chopsticks, bring your own stomachs, bring your own takeout. We are only responsible for the eating."
The viewers in the live stream started to get playful upon hearing the word "roast meat."
Some viewers pinched the flesh around their waists.
Hey, hey,
If this continues, streamer, it's really not good.
You're going to make your viewers fat.
"Are there any slimming methods in the underworld? Healthy and harmless,嘤嘤嘤~"
"I want to know what kind of place the winged ghost went to. I don't want to see him get beaten, I'm just curious. (doge)"
"Qin Zhouzhou, underworld's first-hand information source, eating, and information… 666 (bowing to the great)."
"Those with squinting eyes are all formidable… Those who can't see their eyes also belong to the hidden boss category! No arguments accepted."
It seems that no matter when, whether in the human world or the underworld…
There are always some people who possess special channels and extensive connections, who can obtain first-hand information about anything immediately.
At first glance, such people, while not possessing the intimidating aura of a boss or the awe-inspiring demeanor of a police officer…
However,
When these people with first-hand information truly act and want to do something, they are even more terrifying than most people with strong combat power.
They know too much! And they can utilize too much.
A great figure once shared a saying online:
Those who possess first-hand information often win the competition before it even begins.
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