I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 82, Section 1.6, Chapter 3: Drawing the Ghost Card

“Young Master Tong, you’ve grown up.” Shu Ming stood at the corner, his jade-like eyes quietly watching Ling Tong’s back as he sighed.

Ling Tong was slightly taken aback, but ultimately remained silent and said nothing.

Seeing that Ling Tong remained silent, Shu Ming squinted and chuckled, "But you still don't like to talk, just like before."

"I didn't." Ling Tong frowned slightly behind the mask, but it was clear that he didn't want to stay with Shu Ming any longer.

"So that's autism?" Shu Ming asked rhetorically.

Ling Tong: "..."

Shu Ming shook his head helplessly and said, "Look, you can't even argue with me at a time like this. You just instinctively choose to stay silent." After all, he's a kid he's watched grow up, so he knows his personality all too well.

At first, Shu Ming did not recognize Ling Tong. After all, he was not wearing the blood jade that represented his identity. He and Ling Tong had not seen each other for at least several decades. The last time they met, Ling Tong was still a withdrawn young boy.

"You deliberately sent her away. What do you want to say to me? It can't be as simple as catching up." Ling Tong turned around to look at Shu Ming. A terrifying black mask concealed his face, and his dark red hair, tied into a braid, moved slightly as he turned. Even in the hazy white mist, his figure could not be hidden.

"I just couldn't resist catching up with an old friend. Young Master Tong left the empire alone at a young age and we haven't heard from him for decades. It's a pity this isn't a good place to meet." Shu Ming chuckled, his eyes narrowed, but his tone was slightly ambiguous, as if he were alluding to something.
“You’re the only one who’s always testing people, Shu Ming,” Ling Tong said sarcastically, his tone harsh, and for him, standing next to Shu Ming was pure torture.

Suddenly, six red heart soldiers, each holding a scepter, appeared out of thin air in front of the two of them. They split into three groups and rushed towards Ling Tong and Shu Ming respectively.

Shu Ming raised his pistol and decisively fired three shots into the chest of the Red Heart soldier.

Ling Tong took a few steps back to avoid the attack, seemingly not intending to harm the Hearts soldier. Her dark red braid swayed slightly, and the gold pendant at the end of her hair shimmered faintly.

Having finished dealing with his opponent, Shu Ming looked at Ling Tong with great interest and suddenly said, "Speaking of which, Young Master Tong has never liked this kind of killing since he was a child. Is it still the same now?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a 'crack' was heard, and Ling Tong snapped the neck of a Hearts soldier. He stared intently at Shu Ming and said, "It's changed."

After dealing with the remaining two Hearts soldiers, Ling Tong adjusted her slightly askew black mask.

His slightly exposed golden-orange eyes were as beautiful and dazzling as the sunset sky, and the touch of vermilion at the corner of his eyes was like the finishing touch. Even if you were only given a light glance by him, your whole body would feel like it was melting, and you would be completely immersed in his charm.

Unfortunately……

Unfortunately, those eyes were dull and lifeless, devoid of all color, like a desolate desert at dusk with only a lonely withered vine, implying despair and sorrow.

Ling Tong put her mask back on and ignored Shu Ming as she turned to leave.

"Isn't Young Master Tong's purpose in coming here for the elimination rounds?" Shu Ming called out to Ling Tong, squinting his eyes and smiling gently as he spoke.

"You got on the wrong bus. I wanted to go to the Kingdom of the Unbelievable." Regardless of the truth of this statement, just looking at Ling Tong's lazy attitude of not participating at all, Shu Ming was almost losing interest.

It wasn't as serious when I was a child, so what has happened to me over the past few decades?
"Young Master Tong, don't you want to vent your anger?" Shu Ming asked.

Ling Tong paused, reaching up to touch the tassel earring on her left ear. Her tone was flat, as if she weren't talking about her own life. "Aside from being constantly compared to my outstanding older brother since childhood, and being ignored even after almost dying, it doesn't seem like a big deal. After all, my life is just that pathetic. Even if I died, they wouldn't care about Erzi, who was a failure since childhood. With such an outstanding older brother above me, I could never gain their attention. Even when I disappeared back then, no one cared. So, what does all of this have to do with me?"

So it wasn't a runaway after reaching the breaking point, but a disappearance...?

“There isn’t one here…” Shu Ming was slightly taken aback, then he said again.

"There should be a limit to self-deception!" Ling Tong's deep, lazy voice took on a rare seriousness as he clenched his fists and murmured, "It's better to have nothing at all than to gain something and then lose it. After all, it's just a difference between despair and even greater despair." Crimson blood dripped down his slender fingers, falling one drop at a time to the ground.

"Found it." A soft, sweet voice came from behind Ling Tong, and his sleeve twitched.

Ling Tong showed no reaction and didn't want to pay attention to anything.

Mu Yegui took Ling Tong's injured hand, his clear, cold silver eyes gazing at him quietly. Even though they couldn't reflect his image, they were as clear and bright as the moon, shimmering with a unique brilliance.

"We can't waste it." Mu Yegui's tone was unusually tinged with a hint of heartache. She opened her mouth and gently licked Ling Tong's injured hand with her tongue. The wound healed completely after she licked it.

“If…” Mu Yegui paused, then looked at Ling Tong seriously and said, “If you want to die, can I eat you?”

Ling Tong was slightly taken aback, unable to articulate the true nature of her feelings.

“Others can do it too,” he said softly in a low, hoarse voice.

Mu Yegui shook her head and solemnly refused, "No, no, not anyone else. Mr. Ling Tong is one of a kind..."

She could smell the sweet aroma of the flesh and blood, something that no one else could match. It was the most irresistible delicacy for her, and the only food that she, who had no sense of taste, could actually taste.

Ling Tong's hand tightened slightly. His clear, cold silver eyes were so pure that they seemed to contain nothing. His soft, childlike voice, like the innocent words of a child, spoke of the sincerity and affirmation he had waited for decades to receive.

"Really..." He didn't know whether his trembling voice was filled with more joy or excitement, but he saw light for the first time in that darkness, even if it was faint, it was hot enough to burn him.

“I’m very picky about main meals, but Mr. Ling Tong is the only true feast. No one can compare to you.” After all, this kind of food, which contains ample energy and can fill her up instantly just from blood alone, is something she has never encountered before since she was born. Even Mu Yin has never encountered it before.

Shu Ming coldly watched this scene. It was obvious that Samuro wanted to devour Young Master Tong, and Young Master Tong accepted it with satisfaction.

It can only be said that although these two people's thought processes are not aligned, they inexplicably overlap, which truly opened his eyes.

Let me tell you three jokes:
Ling Tong is the male protagonist (who is depressed).

Mu Yin is a domineering CEO (a seasoned veteran).

Mu Yegui is very dominant (and cute).

Yes, all three giants have been thoroughly attacked.

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Ling Tong: Online self-isolation.

However, Tongtong subconsciously doesn't want to be looked down upon, so reverse psychology is especially effective on him.

Doesn't it feel completely different from what you imagined? After all, Ling Tong's first appearance was incredibly imposing!
Generally speaking, people who wear masks are usually very good-looking.

The main characters in this story are indeed all born from cuteness.

Actually, this shows that, apart from the NPCs, the characters in this story are all quite pessimistic, the difference being between pessimistic and even more pessimistic.

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(End of this chapter)