This actor is full of tricks.

Lie Zeng's words jolted Lin Jue awake. He shook his head violently; his thoughts had been a little unclear. The mental hospital had put too much pressure on him.

"Alright, that's all for you. Go back to playing mahjong."

Lin Jue waved his hand to send Lie Zeng away. He sat there for a long time until the chef brought out plate after plate of kebabs, then he sighed softly.

It's a tough decision.

Let me ask for everyone's opinion.

Lin Jue summoned all the strange creatures of C rank and above and told them his thoughts.

"Actually, time is one thing, but the main thing is that the risk is too great. If something unexpected happens..." Lin Jue looked at the Mist Children in front of him. In his mind, these were his friends, and he didn't really want his friends to do such a risky thing.

However, without an extremely vicious and ruthless figure to keep them in check, if the mental hospital were to attack, they would all be wiped out.

Only by consuming the blood of the underworld can there be a glimmer of hope.

"Boss, if all else fails, let's find a place to hide and wait until Rift recovers, or until someone becomes an extremely evil fiend, then we'll come out again." The spider hung upside down on the eaves, its compound eyes darting left and right.

"Hide? Where can we hide? With the capabilities of the mental hospital, how could they not find us?" The old man expressed his disagreement and objected: "Risk and opportunity coexist. We have lived on Yangtao Street for a long time. If we move easily, it will take a lot of time to adapt. But if either He Wen or A Jin can become an extremely vicious criminal, then it will be a one-time solution."

After saying that, he felt that his words were not very auspicious, and chuckled, "Look at my mouth, it should be two of them together becoming extremely evil."

"If you can't make up your mind, then give me back my Netherblood." The female demon was still resentful that Lin Jue had taken her Netherblood.

"Don't worry about the details." Lin Jue chuckled twice and looked at the other ghosts: "What do you guys think?"

Blood Shadow squatted upright: "I have no suggestions. I'm just a little mascot."

Zou Ning, who had a cleft lip, did not offer any opinion. After all, he had only recently joined the Raincoat family and was not yet familiar with the other ghosts.

The old director suggested playing it safe. He was a man who sought peace and quiet, and his recent experiences had taken a toll on his heart. He strongly hoped that Lin Jue would find a place to hide, preferably the ruins of the Happy Paradise amusement park.

Finally, Bi Zheng paused for a moment, then nodded, indicating that he thought He Wen and A Jin should take the Netherblood.

"Boss, I'll process this as soon as possible." Ah Jin assured him with a serious expression, "Even if there are risks, I want to protect this street."

He Wen didn't say anything, but her small face and all the eyes on her arms were filled with determination.

Lin Jue sighed softly, silently went upstairs, and took out two samples of Nether Blood from his room.

"The minority shall obey the majority; I respect your decision."

As he was about to hand over the blood, he hesitated again. The risk was too great, and any unexpected event would be unacceptable to him.

However, He Wen and A Jin took the initiative to step forward and take the Blood of the Underworld.

"Sigh." Lin Jue couldn't even remember how many times he had sighed today. The matter was already settled, and all he could do was stay here and watch over He Wen and the others while they broke through.

That morning, He Wen and A Jin took the Netherblood and each found an empty room to digest it quietly. Lin Jue watched as He Wen's resentment surged and black blood kept leaking from her eyes on her arm, and gently closed the door.

"How is it?" A large group of ghosts had gathered outside.

"At first, it's hard to tell whether they succeeded or failed. Let them digest this quietly." Lin Jue lowered his voice and gestured for the group of ghosts to leave. Lin Jue himself was apprehensive. The risks of consuming this Netherblood were too high; the success rate of breaking through was only one percent, meaning only one out of a hundred A-grade ghosts could successfully break through.

Are there a hundred Class A aircraft in the surrounding provincial capitals?

Don't be fooled by the fact that Lin Jue has mastered so many A-levels. He only encountered so many after traveling almost the entire Jiangdong Province. Moreover, He Wen, Bi Zheng, and A Jin all consumed large amounts of ferocious blood before breaking through to the next level.

The probability of a successful breakthrough is ridiculously low.

"Boss, don't worry too much. He Wen and the others are the Children of the Mist. Every one of them who has gotten involved with the Dense Fog Zone is special. Maybe their success rate will be even higher," Lie Zeng comforted Lin Jue from the side.

"I hope so." Lin Jue glanced back at the closed door and called out to the old man who was about to go downstairs: "Grandpa, I will leave Spider, Zou Ning and the others here for the next few days. You will continue to manage Yangtao Street. Under no circumstances should any ghosts be allowed to disturb He Wen and A Jin."

"And never act impulsively."

He was reminding the old man not to bring Fu Yu into the cult like last time.

"Don't worry." Given the urgency, the old man didn't dare to be evasive. He gradually realized what was going on: "Wait, where are you planning to go?"

"It's rare to have some free time, so let's go out for a walk." Lin Jue put his arm around Bi Zheng and said, "I promised Bi Zheng that we would go on a road trip."

The mental hospital was like a Damocles' sword hanging over his head, keeping him constantly on edge and affecting his thinking. Coupled with his worry for He Wen and the others, he accumulated too many negative emotions.

This was not a good thing, so he thought he might as well take the opportunity to fulfill his promise to Bi Zheng and also give himself a break.

Bi Zheng was taken aback. He hadn't expected Lin Jue to remember what he had said before. This made his eyes redden slightly, and his usually stern face softened a bit.

"A road trip?" The old man curled his lip. "Why do I feel like you're entrusting your orphan to someone?"

"Get out of here, you can't even utter a single auspicious word." Lin Jue lightly kicked the old man, glanced at the sky, and then looked at Bi Zheng beside him: "Go check out a car? We'll leave as soon as the car is ready?"

Bi Zheng nodded slightly.

"Boss, I heard you all! Take me with you!" Lie Zeng scurried over, all excited. "I can be your driver. Remember how I took you for a ride on that electric scooter last time?"

Lin Jue thought about it and realized that there were already enough ghosts guarding Yangtao Street, so he agreed.

Just as Lin Jue and his group were about to go look at the car, Bai Yao arrived at Yangtao Street with a box. As soon as he saw Lin Jue, he smiled and said, "This is something that King Yama asked me to bring to you."

"Not bad, kid, you've even gotten in touch with Wang." Bai Yao laughed and punched Lin Jue in the chest.

Blood Demon Pill!

Upon seeing the box, Lin Jue immediately realized what it was and took it with a smile: "It's because King Yama is unconventional, otherwise how could I have gotten in touch with him?"

"Come on, I've heard about what happened to you." Bai Yao didn't believe Lin Jue's story. "Remember to come for dinner tonight. I'll send you the location on your phone."

"What do you want to eat?" Lin Jue was taken aback.

"Didn't Chen Fu tell you? He told you at my promotion banquet that he had already told you." Bai Yao was also confused by Lin Jue.

Lin Jue slapped his forehead; he had completely forgotten about that. (End of Chapter)