Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

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South China Sea, Black Rose Manor.

The glass lamps on the dome resembled countless crystal waves.

The entire auditorium was illuminated as if it were daytime.

Inside the niches on either side, life-size alabaster statues hold silver candlesticks that never light.

The flickering candlelight and the golden lamplight intertwined, casting shimmering spots of light on the mosaic marble floor.

The people standing in the auditorium, in terms of their demeanor, clothing, and appearance, were completely out of place with the luxurious atmosphere of the place.

Some of them were hunched over, coughing incessantly; others were in wheelchairs, their faces pale.

Everyone is a patient, a patient with a serious illness.

Everyone is gathered here today for a game that could save their lives.

During this period, everyone here has had some kind of extraordinary experience.

Many people initially thought they had encountered ghosts or saw messengers from the underworld before they died.

Some people have also told their families about this.

However, the people here, if they are not orphans like Li Xiaoan or Li Xiaole, are just "burdens" that even dogs wouldn't bother with.

They were just family members bound by blood, and they didn't take their words seriously at all, at most thinking they were just trying to get attention or scare people.

As the patients spent more time with the ghost, they finally understood that the ghost, who called himself the Happy Ghost, was there to save their lives!

As long as you complete his game, you can be reborn!

suddenly!

Suddenly, everyone's shadows began to act strangely.

They looked down and saw tiny shadow snakes separating from their own shadows.

The shadow snakes slithered toward the stage in the auditorium.

Someone gasped in surprise and carefully avoided the shadow snakes, afraid of stepping on them.

But they were overthinking it. Some people couldn't dodge in time, and the shadow snakes crawled onto their bodies and slithered to the altar.

The shadow snake is merely the appearance of a snake; in essence, it is still just a shadow.

The shadows converged into a circle on the platform, resembling the exit of an abyss.

Gradually, a head emerged from the manhole cover, followed by an upper body with outstretched arms, legs standing straight, and finally, shiny leather shoes reflecting the light.

It looked as if it was being slowly lifted up by a stage lift, just like a star making their entrance at the opening ceremony.

He wore exaggerated and absurd makeup, with lipstick drawn all the way to his ears, making him look like a clown trying to attract attention.

Everyone looked at him, their eyes filled with tension.

This is the organizer who invited them to participate in the game—Happy Ghost!

"Hahahaha, ahahaha, I..."

This is truly the first time I've ever organized such a large event!

I...I'm so nervous!

Yang Xiao suddenly clutched his stomach and burst into laughter, seemingly having thought of something amusing.

Crazy and erratic.

Yang Xiao finally finished laughing, took out a microphone with a smiley face painted on it from her waistband, and walked to the center of the stage with light dance steps.

There was a thick, rolled-up red carpet in the center of the stage.

He stepped onto the red carpet and shouted in a shrill, unpleasant voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's give a warm round of applause to our game's biggest sponsor! Mr. Twilight!"

Mr. Twilight is how Yang Xiao addresses Jiang Chaosheng.

As for how this title came about, we have to go back to the night of the Onmyoji incident.

Jiang Chaosheng rescued him after he was dismembered by the Onmyoji that day.

After being rescued, Yang Xiao showed no fear of nearly dying, nor did he dwell on the physical pain. Seemingly eccentric, he was more rational than any normal person.

Yang Xiao attached a portion of his shadow to a member of the investigation team investigating the gavel, for surveillance purposes.

A few days ago, when Li Mingyue was writing the report on the abnormal person, Yang Xiao's shadow figure was perched on Li Mingyue's shoulder, watching with great interest.

The shadow puppet cannot stray too far from Yang Xiao himself.

After the Judgment Wood Investigation Team went to headquarters, the little man could no longer attach himself to the Judgment Wood Investigation Team and others.

However, this also reveals a piece of information from another perspective.

The members of the investigation team have left South Sea City.

This information may seem ordinary, but it actually reveals something deeper.

The Cleaner System clears away anything that obstructs the Taboo Society.

In Yang Xiao's mind, the Abnormal Management Bureau was a "red name".

In other words, Yang Xiao will prioritize the investigators.

Yang Xiaohui will know as soon as the investigators return to the South China Sea from other places.

After Yang Xiao finished speaking, he kicked the red carpet over.

The rolled-up red carpet was unfurled and stretched all the way to the main entrance.

Everyone's eyes followed the red carpet all the way to the main entrance.

They were eager to know who Mr. Twilight was.

Because Happy Ghost said that Mr. Twilight is the real savior.

After waiting for a long time, there was no one at the door.

That must be an even more powerful figure than Happy Ghost!

Everyone looked away, staring at the cheerful ghost on the stage with a puzzled expression.

Yang Xiao burst into laughter:

"Hahaha, you got fooled, didn't you? Hahaha!!!"

Clap! Why aren't you clapping?

Everyone looked bewildered and confused.

Yang Xiao's smile faded:

"Why aren't you clapping?"

However, none of the people present thought the Happy Ghost was trying to scare them.

Because the ghostly hand behind him wasn't a special effect, but a genuine supernatural force!

The patients were terrified, their already pale faces turning even more ashen.

Yang Xiao straightened up, holding the microphone, his eyes gradually turning cold, and spoke in a low voice:

"Let me first explain the two rules of the game."

First, we will always respect Mr. Twilight.

I previously mentioned Mr. Twilight's arrival, and I said I wanted your applause.

But most of you are as still as dead.

The ghostly hand behind Yang Xiao suddenly extended, pointing and gesturing in the crowd:

"You, you, you did a good job, add one point."

Especially you, yes, I'm talking about you, Li Xiaole, I remember your name.

Despite being physically restricted, she still applauded and encouraged Mr. Twilight. That's fantastic, two extra points!

Yang Xiao withdrew his ghost hand:

"Next, let's talk about the rules for the second jump!"

From now on, you must do whatever I tell you to do.

For example, I think my smile sounds beautiful right now, and I need your applause.

A sinister smile crept across Yang Xiao's lips:

Those who break the rules of the game will be punished with death.

Not an ordinary death, but a more agonizing death that drives you insane.

Everyone stared in horror, then began to applaud.

Even patients whose hair and strength had been taken away by chemotherapy applauded with all their might.

Yang Xiao closed his eyes contentedly, using his fingers as a conductor's baton to elegantly direct the movements, and suddenly said:

"Smile!"

Everyone started laughing.

Some wore forced smiles, while others opened their mouths wide, trying hard to appear happy.

Yang Xiao suddenly sensed something and grabbed sharply:

"receive!"

Everyone obediently stopped laughing and clapping.

It's the kind of stop that stops immediately, the kind of stop that involves unplugging the power cord.

Yang Xiao mustered all his strength and screamed shrilly:

"Mr. Twilight has arrived! Applause!"

Thunderous applause erupted.

There was movement at the door.

Jiang Chaosheng, dressed in a black suit with a black trench coat over it, stepped onto the red carpet.

Daji, dressed in a white gauze dress and a white robe, stood behind him, holding an umbrella.

According to folk customs, it is bad to open an umbrella indoors, as it is not only bad for feng shui, but may also cause one to "see ghosts".

For Daji, this was called an imperial procession.

Jiang Chaosheng frowned slightly as he listened to the thunderous applause.

Why are these people so enthusiastic?

Their enthusiasm was almost abnormal.

Jiang Chaosheng looked up at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao was looking at him with an expectant expression.

Are you waiting for me to praise him for doing a great job?

In this eerie atmosphere, Jiang Chaosheng walked step by step toward the stage.

Along the way, everyone looked at him with awe.

Is this Mr. Twilight?

The subordinate Happy Ghost is already very powerful, but how strong is Happy Ghost himself?

Then look at the beautiful woman behind him, she is stunningly beautiful, gently holding an umbrella for him.

Only such a terrifying and powerful being deserves to have such women as slaves and servants.

Ghosts and monsters greet you, a beautiful woman holds an umbrella – that's real style!

Yang Xiao grabbed the microphone, screaming and roaring:

"This is the revered Mr. Twilight, my incomparably noble master! He will grant you all eternal life!"

Everyone's eyes were instantly filled with shock, surprise, and disbelief.

Immortality?

Is it immortality?!

Yang smiled and said:

"Of course, this immortality is only temporary."

Once you complete the game's missions, you can exchange your boring freedom for this eternal reward!

This isn't a no-go, it's a recommendation for the treasure book "Zero Antique Shop: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts":