Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

Option A: Cyber ​​pyramid scheme, extracting surplus value - dragging a starving person to sit on the ground, feeding them the promise of capitalists, telling them "as long as you are willing to work hard, you will be a boss in your next life".

They tricked it into signing a soul contract, making it run errands and deliver goods for the funeral parlor every day.

[Reward: A gold medal for being a heartless boss. Consequence: If a starving ghost reports you for illegally exploiting ghost workers, you will face a huge fine from the Underworld Labor Bureau.]

Option B: A chuunibyou dance battle, a physical exorcism—pull out your subwoofer, blast a catchy tune like "Gokuraku Jodo," and engage in an epic dance battle with the starving ghost amidst the intense rhythm. Use your agile movements to stun it.

[Reward: Beginner level Street Dance Master. Consequence: This process will be filmed by a passing internet celebrity and posted online, making you the biggest comedian in Jiangzhou.]

[Option C: Domination at the top of the food chain – Take a half step back, hand over the main stage to the two gluttons beside you, let the Miao girl add some poison to it, and then let the mutated corpse king show what true devouring is.]

[Reward: 200 Official Points, one random low-tier eerie item unlocked, and increased team synergy.]

Lin Ye laughed at this option.

A and B are absolutely outrageous.

I don't know why this system has become increasingly abstract lately, with all sorts of new features emerging.

I choose C.

Lin Ye gave the order in his mind, put his hands in the pockets of his work pants, and stepped back a short distance.

"Ayougu, Froststar. This fat ghost is yours to practice on, let it understand that freeloading isn't so easy."

Upon hearing Lin Ye's order, Ayougu's eyes lit up.

She was worried about not having a chance to show off her Miao witchcraft.

She walked quickly to the electric scooter and took out a bright red beetle, no bigger than a soybean, from the cloth bag at her waist.

"I'm treating you to super spicy hot pot today!"

Ayougu curled her fingers and aimed the red beetle at the hungry ghost hovering in mid-air, launching it out.

The beetle streaked through the air in a red arc, striking the illusory belly of the starving ghost with perfect accuracy.

"Bang!"

A faint thud.

The red beetle exploded into a cloud of pungent, red powder mist, instantly enveloping the enormous body of the starving ghost.

A secret recipe from Miao territory, a pungent and soul-burning poison.

This powdery mist is only pungent to the living, but it has a strong corrosive effect on spirits.

"Achoo!"

The starving ghost let out a pig-like scream, followed by a deafening sneeze.

It dropped the illusory bamboo skewer in its hand and rubbed its eyes frantically with both hands.

The fat, grotesque face was twisted and deformed by the spiciness, and illusory tears mixed with snot streamed down its face.

Its original terrifying aura vanished completely in this abnormal spiciness.

Seeing this, Froststar clapped her little hands excitedly.

"It's time for Froststar to eat!"

The little girl leaped lightly and jumped onto the electric scooter seat.

Her scarlet right eye was fixed on the starving ghost who was wiping away tears.

Froststar opened her small mouth, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth that gleamed with a chilling light.

She grabbed the starving ghost's thick, illusory arm and bit down on it without hesitation.

"Crunch!"

The Netherworld Corpse King unleashed its full devouring instinct.

The starving ghost let out a terrified wail.

It was horrified to discover that the resentment it had cultivated for so many years was flowing wildly into the little girl's body through the bitten arm.

Froststar wrinkled her little nose in disgust as she sipped.

"Ptooey! This tastes awful! It's all rancid pork fat, and it even has chili powder in it!"

Despite complaining, the little girl didn't stop sucking at all.

The starving ghost's enormous body shrank rapidly, like a punctured ball, at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just over ten seconds, his original weight of over 200 pounds was sucked down to a skinny, bony stick.

"Great Immortal, spare me! Ancestors, spare me!"

The starving ghost finally couldn't hold on any longer.

It broke free from Froststar's bite and knelt down in mid-air with a "thump," frantically kowtowing to Lin Ye and his group.

"This little devil will never dare to freeload again! Please, Great Immortal, have mercy and spare some of my soul so I can be reincarnated!"

Lin Ye stepped forward and looked at the starving ghost who was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him away.

"How many meals did you dine and dash?"

"Just...just three meals a day. This delivery service is fast and gives a lot of meat..."

The starving ghost confessed, trembling.

Lin Ye turned to look at Xiao Chen on the ground.

Xiao Chen was completely stunned.

He couldn't see the ghost at all; he only saw the cute little girl jump onto the car, bite the air a few times, and then the cold, oppressive feeling around him completely disappeared.

"Alright! You can get lost now."

Lin Ye's voice was cold and sinister.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The starving ghost transformed into a gust of black wind, disappearing into the ground without looking back.

"Ding! Option task completed, official points +200, current points: 3350."

"Obtained a low-level weird item [Adhesive Takeout Form] (stick to any item and it will be delivered on time, ignoring spatial obstacles)."

The crisis is over.

Xiao Chen was extremely grateful and pushed his electric bike away from this troublesome place overnight.

Lin Ye, along with the fat man and the two girls who had performed great deeds, turned around and walked onto the road back to the city.

A cool night breeze dispelled the last vestiges of gloom that shrouded the ruins.

Ayougu walked beside Lin Ye with her hands behind her back, her chin held high and her face full of pride.

"Boss Lin, wasn't my Gu poison powerful? That fat ghost was so spicy he cried all his tears. Was your 500,000 yuan a worthwhile investment?"

Lin Ye smiled and did not refute.

Although this Miao girl's methods were bizarre, they were indeed remarkably effective against low-level ghosts.

It was already 2 a.m. when we got back to the guesthouse.

Only a dim floor lamp was left on in the living room.

The fat man yawned and went back to his room.

Ayougu also carried her cloth bag and crawled into the second bedroom.

Froststar, having consumed enough Yin energy, felt sleepy and simply curled up on the living room sofa and fell asleep.

Lin Ye went into the restroom.

The showerhead was turned on, and scalding hot water washed over his muscular body.

The water flowed down his well-defined abs, carrying away the day's fatigue and the dust that had settled on his body.

He turned off the water valve, grabbed a white dry towel to dry his hair, and pushed open the bathroom door.

The moment the door opened.

A rich, cool fragrance of red spider lilies accompanied a soft, cool body as it crashed straight into his arms.

Leng Yue stood outside the bathroom door, wearing a thin black silk nightgown.

The V-neckline is extremely low.

The silk fabric clung to her undulating curves, outlining her breathtaking figure in exquisite detail.

The warm steam from the bathroom met the slightly cool, corpse-like aura emanating from Leng Yue, instantly creating an ambiguous mist between the two.

Leng Yue remained silent.

She stretched out her fair and slender arms and wrapped them around Lin Ye's neck.

Water droplets slid down Lin Ye's collarbone.

Leng Yue lowered her head slightly, parted her red lips, and her pink tongue precisely caught the drop of water.

The cool tip of my tongue touched my burning skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

Lin Ye's Adam's apple bobbed heavily.

He closed the bathroom door behind him, completely shutting out the outside light.

In this cramped and dimly lit space, the sounds of breathing were amplified infinitely.

Leng Yue's nose brushed against Lin Ye's jawline, letting out a low, hoarse hum.

Her hands slid slowly down Lin Ye's back, her fingertips brushing against the joints of his spine, sending shivers of tingling pleasure through her.

Lin Ye could no longer restrain himself.

He threw away the towel in his hand and pressed Leng Yue against the cold tiled wall of the bathroom.

The scorching heat of pure Yang and the icy cold of drought demon collided and merged violently within a small space.

In the darkness, the viscous sound of water and the soft rustling of fabric intertwined to create a thrilling symphony.

This long-suppressed desire finally erupted in the quiet of the night.