"Why did you take so long to come back?"
"How long have you been back?"
The two brothers exchanged a few blows before stopping, speaking excitedly.
Afterward, the brothers recounted what they had done that day.
Li Suo had accompanied Jiang Lin around the underworld for half the day, while Dang Ran had brought Hei Wuchang Liu Buwei to the entrance of the mission center and had not moved from that spot.
Once Liu Buwei entered the competition, he couldn't stop.
He was like a battle maniac, very much in the style of their Southern Hall ghost messengers.
Dang Ran, with nothing else to do, returned early.
Jiang Lin also walked over, looking at the two identical brothers before him.
He paused, "Li Suo... Dang Ran?"
The two brothers nodded in unison, then spoke in unison, "It's us!"
"It's only natural to give yourselves a name, isn't it?!"
The two brothers slung their arms around each other, their faces brimming with pride, looking utterly 'natural'.
They were not like humans, needing to take their father's surname.
"That's good."
Jiang Lin said calmly, then thought for a moment and took out some冥币 (underworld currency).
"I'm going on a mission tomorrow. If any of you are free, could you show me around the resting points of the underworld passages?"
Li Suo and Dang Ran remained silent, their eyes fixed on the冥币 in Jiang Lin's hand.
"Are... are these for us?!"
Before Jiang Lin could respond, the two brothers suddenly looked up, their eyes shining.
"Of course, no problem! Leave it to us!"
"Even if Li Suo isn't free, 'Dang Ran' definitely will be!"
In their minds, there was no such thing as not being free!
Jiang Lin nodded, "Alright, meet here after 4 o'clock."
Although Meng Shen had said he could command freely, Jiang Lin knew that if he wanted others to help him, he couldn't be too stingy sometimes.
Ghosts were the same.
...
...
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for completing the daily mission: Promoting Underworld Culture - Ghost Market! Points +500!"
As soon as he returned to 2203, the Seven-Colored Egg pounced over and circled around Jiang Lin.
Jiang Lin sat down by the bed and casually asked, "Were you lazy today?"
The Seven-Colored Egg shook its head, absolutely not!
It had been very diligent today!
So, could it go out tomorrow?
"Come with me to the human world for a mission tomorrow."
After Jiang Lin spoke, the Seven-Colored Egg became ecstatic and kept fluttering in front of Jiang Lin, only to be swatted aside by him.
Jiang Lin thought for a moment, then stood up and went to his desk.
He took out a pen and paper and recorded his observations and experiences of the day in his work report.
The various competitions in the ghost market, and the ghost energy restrictions on the competition stages.
Although they were of no use to him, they would be useful to ghosts below the Ghost King realm.
If the members of Team 18 could train like this every day, it would be beneficial.
Whether it was in the mastery of ghost energy or in the self-challenging aspect of combat.
Perhaps, when he was about to leave, he could ask Li Suo about the competition stages.
Jiang Lin put away his pen and paper as he thought.
Outside the window, the familiar bell chimed again.
Dong—
Dong—
Dong—
Countless ghosts began to burrow into various buildings from all directions.
The ghosts swarmed in. Da Feng Novel Network.
The scene was spectacular.
Jiang Lin stood up and walked to the window. As he watched, a shadow suddenly appeared beside him.
He turned his head and saw the small, bald head. It was none other than "Xiao Er" from next door.
"..."
Xiao Er was perched on Jiang Lin's window, staring blankly at Jiang Lin.
"G-good evening~~"
His voice was thin and small, as if he were about to suffocate.
After saying this, he consciously crawled towards the adjacent window, and before entering, he glanced inside as usual.
...
"Every time I see the scene at 12 o'clock, I feel a bit scared... My brother said it wasn't scary at all, so I slapped him, and he also found it very scary."
"I already have trypophobia, but I feel like it would be even scarier to leave the livestream room right now ರೃ_ರೃ~"
"Don't be afraid, go up and fight it if you encounter something scary! (dog head)"
The human world had also entered deep night. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside the window, while the viewers huddled inside.
The viewers in the livestream room climbed into bed, some sitting up, others burying their heads under their blankets.
The scene was originally quite eerie, and Xiao Er also looked quite eerie.
But when the two were combined, the viewers suddenly felt the style had changed.
"...With Xiao Er's dazed appearance, I actually find him a bit cute."
"There are already Q-version drawings of Xiao Er online, saved them (*^▽^*) "
"Is there a possibility that Xiao Er specifically runs over to the streamer's place every day to say hello and goodnight?"
"I think that makes perfect sense!"
...
Dong—
The last three chimes rang out, and the entire underworld fell silent.
Outside Building 2, very few ghosts could be seen anymore.
All that remained were houses with lit windows.
Jiang Lin returned to the center of the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to recall the moves and skills he had witnessed that day.
He rolled up the wide sleeves of his Bai Wuchang uniform and looked at his hands, trying to see if he could replicate them.
"What is the streamer going to do?"
"I won't beat around the bush, the streamer's hands are so white hehehehehehe..."
Seeing the streamer staring at his hands, the viewers in the livestream also looked, but they couldn't discern anything.
Just as they were feeling curious, a flash of white light suddenly appeared before their eyes.
Swish!
A bone popped out from the streamer's hand, standing upright at a right angle to his arm.
"Holy crap!"
The viewers were startled by the sudden change, feeling as if they were watching a horror movie.
A bone just popped out?
Wait, do ghosts have bones too?
Can they pull out their bones and hit people with them?
Thinking about that scene... it seems plausible?
...
"I need to shape it the moment it emerges..."
Jiang Lin looked at the bone on his arm, his expression unchanged, and retracted the bone.
After a moment of thought, he tried again.
Swish!
A bone knife popped out from his arm.
Jiang Lin reached out and pried at it, easily snapping off the tip of the bone knife.
"The strength isn't enough..."
He muttered, retracting the bone knife again, and tried repeatedly.
In fact, for ghosts, both bones and flesh were merely names left over from their human lives.
Their bones were simply a manifestation of highly concentrated internal energy.
For example, if Jiang Lin broke the bone knife, as long as he accumulated enough energy, the broken part could be restored to its original state.
Some ghosts always had missing parts, either because their internal energy was insufficient for repair, or...
It was merely a fixation.
A fixation that prevented their bodies from recovering.
Some ghosts always felt cold and had to stay by a stove all year round.
Many phenomena of ghosts were inextricably linked to their state when they were human.
Of course, there were also some special circumstances.
For example, being sacrificed, or being injured by something special... such wounds had very low regenerative capacity, or required a very long time to heal.
............