A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 3 Golden Ghost Story Egg: Widower
"The results of the mental evaluation are fine. These three days are an observation period. You need to stay in the camp. We will not restrict your freedom, but you cannot enter the human city in the east for the time being." Ding Lihai took the diagnosis from the psychiatrist and said to Zhong Xie, "If you are interested, I can help you apply to become a reserve ghost story master and participate in the next ghost story master training program."

His eyes focused on the "antisocial tendencies" column in the psychiatric diagnosis, and he felt relieved when he saw the word "normal".

Mentally stable, without antisocial tendencies.

Achieving these two points is enough to get full marks.

As for minor problems such as ADHD, mild hysteria (phantom limbs) and sleepwalking, they are normal for a ghost story teller.

Just now, when he was introducing how to obtain entries, he did not emphasize one key point - "You can also obtain entries by performing special activities in the area where the ghost story event is triggered."

The connotation of this "special activity" is actually very abstract, including pole dancing, hide-and-seek, twenty consecutive backflips, and launching into the air by stepping on the left foot with the right foot.

Further research shows that there is a clear connection between special events and the entries granted. For example, a pole dancing incident gave the high-quality entry [Rabid Rabbit]. The stronger the ghost story power of a place, the easier it is to obtain high-quality entries through "special events".

This process is affected by many factors and is almost impossible to replicate. In a sense, it is more like a magical "achievement system".

You have accomplished this in such a dangerous area, and the physical and mental satisfaction and your own weird stories will resonate with the rich weird story power and obtain corresponding entries.

The area after the ghost story event was triggered was already full of dangers, and there were even gamblers who tried to trigger the ghost story entry, so sometimes the ghost story occupied area can only be described with one word -

Demons dance wildly.

The strange creatures are busy, and the strange story masters are also busy, but they probably don’t know what they are busy with. They take off while they are busy, and they die while they are busy.

The official’s kind words of persuasion were ineffective.

Some of the weird stories make the attitude clear:

You can lose your life, but you can't lose your job.

If there is no work, sooner or later you will die at the hands of other ghost stories that have more work to do.

It is the fate of a ghost story teller to make trouble, don't resist it.

"Okay." Zhong Xie had no objection. The official control over the ghost story survivors was limited to not entering human cities. As for other places, there were no restrictions.

Ding Lihai once said that when a person's body is exposed to the power of ghost stories for a long time, abnormalities will appear. This abnormality means that the person has acquired the qualifications to become a ghost story user and the body can carry ghost stories.

There are many unusual cases, such as double pupils, translucent finger bones, mysterious lines on the abdomen and so on, which often also hint at the number of strange stories controlled by ghost stories.

The seven rings embedded in the double pupils mean that the Kaidan master can carry seven Kaidans, and the three-jointed finger bones mean that he can control three Kaidans, and so on.

If you cannot find the abnormality yourself, medication can also help.

A guy like Zhong Xie, who had stayed in the occupied area for so long, would normally show some abnormalities, but the full-body scan just now did not find any obvious findings, which made Ding Lihai a little more confused.

However, Ding Lihai still assured Zhong Xie that he would deliver the relevant medicines as soon as the recommendation was approved. This level of help was just a piece of cake for him.

"If there is nothing wrong, you can go back first. This is your room card. The building opposite is the temporary camp for the survivors of the ghost story." Ding Lihai pushed a room card to Zhong Xie, and was frightened by the other party's non-physical performance, "Zhong Xie...are you okay?"

Zhong Xie put down the exquisitely coiled tail in his hand, stroked the long and thin beard on both sides of his cheeks, and shook his head slightly.

He has found the difference in himself——

Tail.

The end of the ninth section to be exact.

The doctor said that it was just a phantom limb and not real, but the nine-section tail did exist in Zhong Xie's vision, constantly reminding him that he could carry nine ghost stories.

"Of course." Zhong Xie picked up the room card from the table, a sincere smile appeared on his face, "It has never been so good."

The mind is clear without delirium, and the vision is normal without distortion.

This is the most normal day, this is the best day.

Apart from the occasional emergence of Rat Da's emotions and memories, there is no problem. Besides, Rat Da is a part of him, isn't he?
Now he needed to figure out the surrounding situation and wait until night to sneak into Black Goat Manor.

The dean said that if you think of something, you should do it.

In any case, he wanted to go back and take a look at what kind of situation Mr. Kuster had fallen into. It would be as pleasing as seeing his ex-girlfriend's current boyfriend get into trouble.

It would be even more pleasant if I could turn this current boyfriend into my own Pokémon.

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into the night.

Zhong Xie pried open the manhole cover, pinched his nose and jumped down, then stretched out one hand to the wellhead and groped around, finally putting the cover back in place.

He had already visited the area during the day, and just as Ding Lihai had said, the current focus of the official work was on clearing out the strange creatures in other areas of Wangcheng. The control over these survivors was not strict, and they only deployed personnel to guard the pass leading to the human city in the east.

Of course, according to Zhong Xie’s own judgment, there were actually not enough people.

The root ghost stories in Wangcheng have been successfully contained, and some ghost stories in the urban area have been restored to "egg" form. The most important thing at this time is to search and rescue survivors and collect ghost story eggs.

As for the survivors who have already escaped, it will be fine if they are not released into nearby human cities for the time being.

"I didn't notice it when I was a mouse before, but it turns out the sewer is this small." Zhong Xie squinted and looked around the sewer environment.

All you can see is darkness, the air is filled with the stench of decay, and the sound of water dripping can be heard from the depths of darkness. This is the deserted appearance of this sewer now. There is no corpse-blowing dad who likes to ambush, no chainsaw mom who laughs wildly and wanders around, and no group of mean little beasts. There is only a feeling of melancholy that things have changed and nothing has happened.

Zhong Xie's steps were cautious but not slow. To a mouse, the sewer was like home. It didn't take him long to find the rat path leading to Miss Black Goat's basement. There was a hole at the joint of the concrete wall, barely enough for a person to crawl through.

Is this hole big or small?
Zhong Xie squatted down in the dark and began to study the size of the hole.

It is very small for humans, but very big for mice. Zhong Xie vaguely remembered that he was just able to fit through the mouse hole when he was in the mouse period, so for a moment he was not sure what state he was in at that time.

Is it that the world in my eyes has become bigger or that my body has become smaller?
Sometimes it feels like the former, and sometimes it feels like the latter. Is Miss Black Goat's Strange Stories so hypocritical?

While thinking about this question, Zhong Xie kicked the debris around the rat hole to scatter it, expanding it a circle, then bent down and crawled in.

Soon, he appeared in a small room, and the layout in his mind told him that this was a small utility room on the inner side of the basement.

To the front right is the door to the utility room, outside the door is a corridor, and next door is a large utility room where more things are stored.

Zhong Xie straightened up and gently brushed off the dust on his body. His ears caught some rustling sounds.

There is someone outside the door.

There was someone in the corridor outside the small utility room.

At this point in time, it couldn't be a member of the rescue team. Judging from the deliberately low footsteps, the other party was good at hiding his tracks.

Is he a guy who sneaked into the manor to pick up something he didn't know about, or is he something that awakened from the ghost egg in advance?
No matter who it is, this thing has already approached the large storage room next door, and "he" has touched Zhong Xie's bottom line.

My rival in love cannot afford to lose.

Zhong Xie turned on the light in the small utility room as if he knew the place well, letting the light in the room leak out through the crack in the door. Then he looked up and made a "shut up" gesture to the fried corpse that had been peeping from the ceiling.

The corpse is also there.

The pale corpse with yellowish oil bubbles was emitting an enticing fried aroma, and its stiff limbs were cleverly stuck in the corner of the ceiling, waiting for someone with a destiny to walk right under it.

It will leap down, hug each other tightly, and then squeeze out the hot and boiling lard in its body, drenching the destined person in its arms, and frying them to golden and crispy in just a few seconds.

This is the hunting logic of the corpse-blasting dad. Rat Dad has told it many times to cover up the smell of lard on its body, but unfortunately, it still hasn't learned it until today when Miss Black Goat left.

"Hmm?" Anthropomorphic doubt emerged from the empty eyes of the Corpse Exploding Dad. With its intelligence, it seemed difficult for it to understand why someone could find its location in the dark. Something even more difficult for it to understand happened. The human below quickly gestured to it.

[I'll lure him in, and you'll attack him from behind.]

Sneak attack? Call me?

The corpse-blasting dad was stunned for a moment, but before he could think deeply, Zhong Xie took two empty beer bottles from the shelf and gently placed them in front of the door.

The gap in the door will let the light in the house leak out, and the beer bottle placed behind the door will create two shadows.

The two shadows look like human legs and can create the illusion that someone is standing behind the door.

After doing all this, Zhong Xie walked back to the other corner of the grocery room, where there was also a rat hole of moderate size.

It connects to large and small utility rooms.

If Kaidan is in the big storage room, he can just get in before the other party. His arrangement can only delay the other party's pace, but that's enough.

The cooperation of blowing up the corpse is actually optional, and perhaps it can buy him more time.

Zhong Xie picked up a piece of broken glass, wiped it clean, and placed it at the entrance of the rat hole. He used the reflection to look at the situation in the large utility room, and after confirming that there was no obvious ambush, he quickly drilled in.

Just as he entered the large utility room, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Rat? Is that you, Rat? Come here, take me away!"

It was Mr. Custer's voice.

In the corner of the large storage room, a glittering golden egg was placed there casually.

Gold, silver, black, grey and white.

Kuster, who has the closest relationship with Miss Black Goat, is indeed the highest quality golden ghost story egg.

The rich color on the Kaidan Egg symbolizes a stronger potential than ordinary gold, and in a way it can be considered a "shiny Pokémon".

Zhong Xie looked around and confirmed that there was no threat before he slowly walked forward and gently touched the ghost story egg with the tip of his tail. Information related to the ghost story flooded into his mind.

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Ghost Story Name: The Widower

Attributes: Rule system, Giant system
Source entry: Wife's death
[Gold·Wife Lost]: After entering into a legal marriage with a female creature, that creature will die in an accident.

A strange story about a dead wife?

It turned out that you were the one who killed Miss Black Goat.

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