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Chapter 82 Mental Pollution Even More Powerful Than Evil Gods

In the cool night, only the rustling sound of the breeze through the treetops, carrying with it a low, mournful wail, drifted into the distance.

"Do you know how much pressure and pain I'm under?"

The student ghost's face was now completely covered in blood and tears:

"I know they work so hard to support their families... but I'm really tired too...!"

"Why do you only ever scold and beat me, and urge me to study...?"

Why can't you just say one thing to me, even just "You've worked hard"...?

The night was still, but the sobbing sound spread like ink, carrying a heavy and suffocating sorrow.

Even the three people next to him were slightly moved.

Pengzi scratched his head and looked at the captain:

"Boss... I feel really sorry for this kid..."

"Don't get emotional, it's weird right now..."

After the captain finished speaking, he paused, then sighed:

"But you're right, sometimes parents' expectations of their children are indeed absurd."

Xiaoying, being a girl, was quite sentimental. She wiped her eyes and sighed deeply.

"This is the most suffocating thing: parents are oppressing their children while making them feel that their parents truly love them."

In the end, the child accumulates a sense of guilt, like a cotton coat soaked in ice water—it's neither something to wear nor something to take off.

Pengzi nodded: "Yes... I couldn't help but want to comfort it..."

He and Xiao Ying were only teenagers and were still in school. After becoming wanderers, they enlisted in the army. Because they were young, they were particularly able to empathize with the student ghosts.

The two looked at Qi Xie.

Qi Xie looked at the student ghost with tears streaming down his face, paused for a moment, and then slowly spoke:

"Stress? Pain?"

"You're saying I don't understand?"

A strange sense of oppression gradually spread, even dispelling the sadness of the student ghost.

The official trio: "???"

The student ghost froze, even stopping her crying, her face smeared with blood and tears, utterly bewildered.

Do you know how helpless a person is when they enter society without any connections or family support?

Qi Xie's expression was calm, as if he were merely describing something that had happened to someone else:

"Do you know what it's like when your life finally gets on track, and you think you can finally relax and enjoy a peaceful life, only to suddenly encounter a jerk boss?"

Qi Xie's mind was filled not only with the days when he first became a follower of the evil god, but also with the countless unscrupulous capitalists he encountered when he first entered society.

"Occasional overtime! Often, occasionally! And there's no overtime pay!! The idiot boss doesn't care if you can handle it or not, because if you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will!!"

"Damn it, I finally have a little time off, and they're calling you like crazy, telling you to work overtime! They're afraid you'll miss your break!"

"Hungry……"

Just then, a faint, muffled murmur reached my ears.

Qi Xie's temple throbbed, but his expression remained unchanged, still calm.

But everyone else present, including the student ghost, shrank back in fear, moving away from Qi Xie.

Because through Qi Xie's clothes, everyone could vaguely see grayish-white, illusory tentacles writhing violently, as if it were a sign of things going out of control.

Pengzi and Xiaoying hid behind the captain, each grabbing one of his sleeves, their teeth chattering.

Pengzi: "Team leader...is going to work really that scary...??"

Xiao Ying trembled with fear:

"I...I feel like...black smoke is coming out of that person...what is that thing...?"

The middle-aged captain swallowed hard.

"Perhaps... it's the resentment of cattle and horses...?"

The student ghost huddled together, his jaw clenching as he looked at the extremely imposing Qi Xie.

"I'm...I'm sorry...Compared to your suffering...mine is...not that big of a deal..."

"No."

However, Qi Xie suddenly took a deep breath, calmed down, and looked at the student ghost:

"I'm saying all this just to let you know that I understand your pain."

The student ghost was stunned and stared blankly at Qi Xie.

"Suffering is suffering; it is incomparable. Everyone's sorrow deserves sympathy. Just because someone in the world is suffering more than you doesn't mean you are not suffering."

Qi Xie raised his blood axe, looked at the student ghost, and said calmly:

"So, well, you've worked hard, get some rest."

With just these one sentence, tears of blood suddenly welled up in the student ghost's eyes.

Whoosh!!

The Blood Axe completely shattered the strangely functioning core.

This time, the student ghost is completely dead.

The shadow, with its blood-red vertical eyes, skillfully cleaned up the battlefield, swallowing the student ghost's body whole, leaving not even a scrap of paper behind.

The shadow returned to its feet.

Qi Xie straightened up and let out a long sigh.

Now the commission is complete, and the evil god's meal is also taken care of.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will obtain a calamity-level material and a B-level skill.

It was worth it to be busy all night.

The rest is...

Qi Xie suddenly turned his head.

"Alas!!!"

The official trio huddled together, trembling as they looked at Qi Xie.

The appearance of officials was unexpected, but also reasonable.

However, Qi Xie did not intend to kill them.

The reason I said things like "the problem will be solved as long as we kill them all" was just to put psychological pressure on them.

The real key point was Qi Xie's action of having everyone stand in line and then looking at each other one by one.

At that moment, he used the [Spirit Sight] ability to implant an instinctive influence in everyone, making them more sensitive to fear and unable to move when in a state of fear.

The student ghost's level is higher than that of the [Spirit Sight], so it will be less affected.

Therefore, whoever moves first is the ghost.

Therefore, Qi Xie was able to strike so decisively, not because he truly didn't care who he was cutting.

Now that the matter is resolved, he doesn't need to worry about anything else, and he doesn't need to contact the authorities anymore.

Thinking it over, he abandoned the three of them and turned to leave.

The three officials watched in shock as Qi Xie disappeared into the night, exchanging bewildered glances, unsure of what to say.

Meanwhile, Qi Xie sent a message to Li Song and the other two who had already left the hotel.

Following the official takeover, they moved to another hotel property owned by the Li family.

Upon entering the lobby of the Li Family Hotel, Qi Xie saw Li Song, who was making a phone call with a joyful expression, sitting on the sofa with his underling and Di Ao.

Because the student ghost was killed, the eerie influence disappeared, and Dio has regained consciousness. Similarly, the other victims should have also woken up.

However, Di'ao's situation puzzled Qi Xie.

The guy was curled up on the sofa, hugging his knees, his eyes vacant, his whole body trembling, and his lips moving as if he were whispering something.

Upon seeing Qi Xie appear, the younger brother raised his hand excitedly and said:

"Bro! I knew you'd taken care of that thing the moment I woke up! That's awesome! Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but Di'ao is."

Qi Xie looked at Di Ao beside him, his face full of doubt:

"What's wrong with him?"

The younger brother shook his head:

"Unbelievable, he woke up like this, muttering to himself..."

Qi Xie curiously leaned closer and listened intently.

All that could be heard was Di'ao muttering nervously:

"The desolate lands of Bashan and Chushui... responsibility... potassium permanganate for oxygen production... Cartesian coordinate system... liberating and developing productive forces..."

He paused, then:

A particle undergoes simple harmonic motion along the x-axis with an amplitude of 2A and a period of 2T. At t=0, the particle is located at x=-A and is moving in the negative x-direction. Find the time required for the particle to reach x=A for the first time starting from t=0...

Qi Xie: ...

This thing is more mentally polluting than any evil god...

However, it seems that he is alright.

Seeing that Di'ao was alright, Qi Xie turned to Li Song to discuss the payment.

From a distance, one could hear Li Song's excited and reassuring voice.

Li Song:

"Oh right, that ghost has been eliminated. Tell the employees they don't need to worry about safety when walking at night anymore!"

Qi Xie nodded in surprise and relief.

He even knows how to care about his employees; it seems Li Song isn't doing too badly as a capitalist.

"Since there are no problems, notify everyone to continue working overtime starting tomorrow! Overtime hours will be extended to midnight! Make up for the missed progress as quickly as possible! What? The person who was attacked and hospitalized and just woke up has been lying in bed for several days and is weak? Tell them to come over with an IV drip, or their year-end bonus will be deducted..."

Qi Xie: ...

Why do I suddenly have this urge to hang him from a street lamp?

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