You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, the ghost bride slowly stuffed the finger-thick yang energy candle into Brother Long's mouth.

"Ugh... ugh..."

While unconscious, Brother Long let out a painful groan and his body instinctively struggled.

But his strength was as weak as an infant's in front of the materialized ghost bride.

The ghost bride held him down firmly with one hand, while steadily pushing the candle inside with the other.

However, the sturdy candle began to melt at a visible speed after touching the eerie aura emanating from the ghost bride's fingertips.

Then it turned into thick, milky-white liquid, which was forcibly poured down Brother Long's throat.

"vomit--"

After the entire candle was "filled" with water, Brother Long curled up like a shrimp.

He suddenly turned his head and spat out a mouthful of filth mixed with white wax and black blood clots, which splattered on the inner wall of the coffin and emitted a pungent stench.

The viewers in the live stream felt nauseous; it was like torture.

But the effects are also significant.

After vomiting, a trace of color returned to Brother Long's bluish-black face.

Although still pale, at least it wasn't like before, looking like a dead person.

The wound on his chest, inflicted by the ghost bride, stopped oozing black blood and began to slowly congeal.

[Ding! Your health has been restored to 30% (weakened state).]

[Warning: Due to the violent clash between Yin and Yang energies within your body, the negative effects of your "Yin-Yang Imbalance" have intensified, temporarily reducing your maximum health by 60%! This cannot be restored through conventional means in the short term.]

A system notification popped up in Brother Long's field of vision.

He opened his eyes weakly, feeling as if all the bones in his body had fallen apart.

"I...I'm still alive?" Brother Long's voice was hoarse.

"He's alive, but he's not far from death." Lu Zhixing looked calmly at Brother Long.

"Your maximum health has been reduced by more than half. Now you have 30% health, which is about the same as when you had 10% before."

Upon hearing this, Brother Long's face turned green.

So you spent 200 ghost coins just to buy a trial card?

He was about to curse when he saw the ghost bride staring at him with her empty eyes, as if to make sure he was alright.

Brother Long swallowed the swear words that were on the tip of his tongue, but kept smiling.

"Thank... thank you, wife."

This time, it's like paying money to suffer.

Just as the atmosphere in the shop eased up a little.

"Click...click..."

A slight metallic scraping sound came from the back door of the coffin shop.

The experienced driver and the directionally challenged man exchanged a glance, their expressions changing.

The two crouched low, one on each side, and silently made their way to the back door.

The back door was an old-fashioned wooden door with only a simple latch.

The sound of picking the lock continued.

Lu Zhixing gestured to them to calm down, and they each hid themselves.

A few seconds later.

"Squeak—"

The back door was pried open a crack.

A small, thin figure peeked in furtively, glancing around furtively.

It was the same coffin shop owner who had been so terrified that he had run away without a trace.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the shop was empty except for a few coffins and the ghost bride was nowhere to be seen.

"That ominous aura dissipated; he really left... My money..."

The coffin shop owner clearly didn't see Lu Zhixing and the others hiding in a blind spot.

She tiptoed in and went straight to the counter.

He lay on the ground, reached his hand into a hole at the bottom of the counter, groped around for a while, and pulled out a heavy cloth bag.

He opened the bag and glanced inside; it was full of ghost money and some loose gold and silver jewelry.

The coffin shop owner's face lit up with the ecstatic joy of having his coffin back.

This is all his possessions!

He was preparing to stuff the money bag into his pocket and make a run for it.

"Boss, where are we going?"

A sudden voice rang out behind him.

The coffin shop owner was so startled that his money bag fell to the ground with a "thud".

He turned around abruptly and saw several fierce-looking men who had surrounded him without him noticing.

The scholar at the head of the group was looking at him with a half-smile.

"You...you all..." The coffin shop owner was so frightened that his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"We didn't leave." The experienced driver cracked his wrist, making a crisp "crack" sound. "We've been waiting for you to come back."

The directionally challenged one simply picked up the money bag from the ground and weighed it in his hand.

"That's quite a lot, boss."

Even those with no sense of direction and experienced drivers became bolder in the face of a coward like the coffin shop owner.

The coffin shop owner's face instantly turned liver-colored.

This is... like catching a turtle in a jar!

Brother Long, who was lying next to the coffin, stared wide-eyed at the money bag.

He pointed at the coffin shop owner, his evil intentions rising.

"Master! Rob...rob him!"

"That bastard hid himself and used us as a shield!"

"Perfect timing! Let's rob him of his money and make up for our loss on candles!"

Brother Long's voice was full of seduction.

This suggestion has piqued the interest of both experienced drivers and those with poor sense of direction.

With a ghost bride backing you up, robbing NPCs is much better than risking your life in "Caged Bird".

But Lu Zhixing shook his head and decisively stopped him.

"no."

"Why?" Brother Long exclaimed anxiously, "It's just an NPC, you can just steal it!"

"Have you forgotten the rules of 'The Caged Bird'?" Lu Zhixing asked rhetorically.

"The reason that dungeon can be used to farm money is because the system defaults to high risk and high reward; we are 'mining for gold' within the rules."

"But now, we're on the main world map." Lu Zhixing pointed to the coffin shop owner who was trembling with fear.

"If you directly rob a key NPC with an important status, what kind of punishment do you think that 'good guy' game designer will set?"

Lu Zhixing's voice was calm, but to everyone else it sounded like a bucket of cold water.

"I guess either the 'ghost messengers' of Seamist Town will immediately appear and kill us on the spot."

"Either the monsters in the whole town go berserk and fight to the death."

"I don't want to gamble."

Lu Zhixing hadn't even figured out the hidden job change system, so how could he do something so risky?

His calm words calmed everyone down.

Indeed, given the nature of that scoundrel who orchestrated this "good guy" scheme, he's absolutely capable of doing something like this.

Just then, Ah Xiu, who was behind the directionally challenged person, suddenly flickered and became almost transparent.

"Master... Ah Xiu...!" the directionally challenged man called out anxiously.

"She was exhausted from filming 'The Caged Bird' and needs a rest." Lu Zhixing glanced at her and frowned slightly.

Ah Xiu fell into a deep sleep.

This means that their team's only early warning "radar" has been taken offline.