Excessive ferocity due to caution

Having obtained Michael's autographed photo, Zhao Yi asked the warehouse ghost to take care of Edison, while he took the umbrella ghost Su Qingyao to the ghost hotel.

In the previous dungeon, Zhao Yi didn't bring the Umbrella Ghost, which caused the difficulty to increase significantly.

Of course, another very important reason is the clown's warning to Zhao Yi.

The umbrella ghost will devour its master.

It has had more than one user.

But in the end, all of these users mysteriously disappeared.

Zhao Yi didn't want to add any more uncertainty to his life.

However, perhaps because of the level of affection, Su Qingyao told Zhao Yi that she would not make a move against him, but that when the time was right in the future, Zhao Yi would have to help him find someone.

Zhao Yi certainly wouldn't refuse.

NPC quests offer substantial rewards, especially the stronger and more influential the NPC, the richer the rewards.

With Su Qingyao's promise, Zhao Yi could now take the umbrella ghost with him without worry.

Arriving at the door of the ghost hotel owner, Zhao Yi knocked on the door:

"Are you there?"

A soft rustling sound came from inside.

It looks like someone is putting on pants.

"exist……"

The eerie sound of merging came from inside the room.

squeak-

The door was pulled open by a thin strand of black hair.

A hand formed from strands of hair reached out, snatched the autographed photo from Zhao Yi's hand, and retreated back into the darkness of the room.

"Really?!"

"It really is Michael's autographed photo!"

A surprised sound came from the room.

Clearly, it didn't expect Zhao Yi to actually be able to get this for it.

"Who were you looking for again?"

"That captain, is it...? Wait a minute, let me see where it is..."

"Hmm...it's you!"

"Get out!"

boom!

A bald man with a blank expression and a shiny bald head was kicked out of the room like a ball.

It sat on the ground, its eyes empty and lifeless.

It took a long time for him to recover.

The first thing he asked upon seeing Zhao Yi was:

"Who are you, handsome?"

Zhao Yi replied:

"The person who rescued you from the ghost hotel."

After a moment of silence, the captain seemed to snap out of his daze, suddenly throwing himself into Zhao Yi's arms and crying out in alarm:

"There's a ghost!"

"This hotel is haunted!"

"There's...there's a ghost..."

Zhao patted its back to comfort it:

"Don't be afraid, you're no one either."

Upon hearing this, the captain released his grip on Zhao Yi and tidied his appearance.

"That's true..."

"But thank you anyway for rescuing me, young man, that room was truly terrifying!"

It looked back at the room with lingering fear, and took a few more steps outside.

At this moment, a sound came from inside the room:

"Zhao Yi, you are about to face a great calamity."

Just as Zhao was about to leave, he suddenly turned around:

How did you know?

The innkeeper replied:

"There was an old Taoist priest who came to the inn before and told me some methods for predicting good and bad fortune."

"When I opened the door just now, I saw that your face looked dark, so I impulsively did a fortune telling for you."

"As a result, he almost suffered a backlash..."

Zhao Yi raised an eyebrow:

"What does the divination result mean?"

Hotel owner:

The hexagram "Water over Thunder" (屯卦).

Zhao scratched his head and said:

"Speak like a human being."

After a moment of silence, the innkeeper replied:

"The tender seedlings want to break through the soil, but the soil surface is covered with a layer of ice. The seedlings can see the sky through the transparent ice, but in the end they can only be trapped in the soil and die, unable to break through that ice barrier."

"I smelled the church bugs; they're coming."

"The divination is quite clear; these bedbugs are coming for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi's expression became slightly more serious.

It's not because of the divination.

Rather, it's the fortune teller.

"Do you know about the church?"

"Of course... if it weren't for these bedbugs, how could the Ghost Hotel have ended up like this? It's just that the smell of these damn bedbugs had finally gotten rid of, and now they're back here... Damn it!"

Zhao glanced at the dilapidated, dusty inn and laughed:

"I believe you."

"It seems that the old Taoist priest really did teach you something."

The innkeeper replied:

"He left quite a few 'things' in Guxuan Town."

"Or rather...they."

"In consideration of the fact that you helped me get my most beloved Michael's autographed photo, I can let you escape from Valley Suspension Town by letting you use the secret passage in the underground palace that our ancestors left behind below the hotel."

Zhao Yi smiled politely:

"Thank you for your generosity."

"I will leave Valley Suspension Town... but not by being kicked out."

These words seemed to provoke the hotel owner, who opened the door again and gave Zhao Yi a wooden comb.

It also has a shampoo scent.

"This wooden comb might help you in a crucial moment."

"Although I don't have high hopes for you, after all, nine out of ten of the sixty-four hexagrams that the Taoist priest taught me are accurate... However, I have already heard about your scheme to eliminate the mountain god of Zili Village. If you can drive out all the church's pests this time, the Ghost Hotel will serve you wholeheartedly in the future!"

"Nine generations of my ancestors lived here... The hotel has accumulated a great deal of 'wealth,' which I believe you will find interesting."

Zhao Yi accepted the comb and thanked the innkeeper.

On the way back to town after leaving the ghost hotel, Zhao asked the captain if they could go to "Evil Mountain".

His next major world main quest is there.

The iron ore that the steel mill needs to mine is also there.

Although Zhao Yi is not planning to go now, he can ask the captain to make preparations in advance.

"You can come anytime you're free."

"I've kept the plane somewhere else."

Zhao drove along the quiet road all the way to the center of the town.

Actually, this town is really well-built.

As dusk fell, starlight cascaded down like a waterfall.

Small but not excessive.

Simple yet not crude.

It possesses a classic beauty that evokes a sense of history.

If it weren't for those damned church members, there would be several scenic villages nestled against the mountains and by the water around the town.

But now... ha.

"The town is about to face an extremely severe test. Whether it can rise from the ashes depends on this."

Zhao lit a cigarette.

Cigarette ash was scattered outside the car window.

It fell into the cracks in the ground.

Zhao Yi knew that if he lost, he would be captured and taken back to the church to become an experimental subject again.

And the small town will also be doomed.

It will once again be controlled by the church and become a biological testing ground for the church.

"Find a place to hide."

"It's all over. I'll come find you."

The captain gave permission, opened the car door, and after taking only a few steps, he returned, knocked on the window, and said to Zhao Yi:

"I have some news that might be helpful..."

Zhao Yi raised an eyebrow:

"explain."

The captain said:

"In the orphanage on the south side of town, there is a special little girl..."

"Although her strength is only at the half-step Great Fiend level, which isn't very helpful to you, she has a talent... that is, the longer she cries, the more terrifying her strength becomes. If you can make her cry for a few minutes, it's not impossible for her to have a chance against a terrifying existence at the near-Great Fiend level..."

"Her name is Fangfang. I heard Big-Breasted Ghost mention her at the Wilderness Bar."

Zhao Yi glanced south and nodded slightly.

"understood."

...

Police station.

After finishing his chores for the day, Officer Jing from the Information and Communications Department was about to leave work to play a first-person shooter game with his wife when the phone on his desk rang at a very inopportune moment.

It answered the phone, and a gentle, refined male voice came from the other end:

"Excuse me... is the person in charge of the Guxuan Town Police Station here?"

Who are you?

"..."

As Officer Jing listened to the story told over the phone, a profound fear inexplicably surfaced in his eyes!

"Please...please wait a moment, I'll go find Inspector Cheng Kong right away!"

He put down the phone, his mind completely forgetting about his beloved wife, and stumbled all the way to the sheriff's office, where he found Cheng Kong leaning against the window, gazing at the stars in deep thought.

"Chief Cheng... someone is looking for you..."

Officer Jing briefly explained what had just happened to Cheng Kong, and then the two immediately went to the communications department. Cheng Kong answered the phone:

"Feed?"

On the other end of the phone:

"I'll give you three days to locate X-0 in Valley Suspension Town."

Cheng Kong frowned.

"What are you talking about sending things?"

"What X-0?"

The other party paused slightly.

It seemed they hadn't expected Cheng Kong to be so aggressive.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

The person on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious.

Cheng Kong, however, did not buy it:

"I don't care who the hell you are!"

"Making harassing phone calls to the police station in the middle of the night? Are you crazy?"

"If you utter another word, I'll drag you up the phone line and force-feed you cow dung!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone and blocked the number.

Seeing his police chief so assertive, Officer Jing couldn't help but tug at Cheng Kong's sleeve:

"Sheriff...that was someone from the church."

Cheng Kong shouted at the top of his lungs:

"church?"

"What church?"

"There is no church in Valley Suspension Town!"

"Tell the guys at the intelligence bureau to keep a close eye on them. Report to me the moment these weirdos enter town!"

"Did you hear me?!"

Officer Jing replied hesitantly:

"I...I heard it."

Although Cheng Kong was very imposing, he could still hear the barely perceptible tremor in Cheng Kong's voice just now.

Upon leaving the communications department, Cheng Kong immediately contacted Zhao Yi.

"You have three days to escape."

"The first group of church members will likely arrive in Valley Hanging Town in three days."

Zhao Yi, standing under the neon lights of a street some distance away, exhaled a smoke ring and said contentedly:

"The owner of the ghost hotel gave me a fortune reading today."

"They said I have big breasts."

"Clearly, her divination was not very accurate."

"My breasts aren't big at all."

Cheng Kong was speechless.

"At a time like this, you still have the mood to play word games?"

Zhao Yi threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out.

"Did that mad inventor ever show up?"

Cheng Kong replied:

"Absolutely not."

"I have carefully reviewed all the surveillance footage in Guxuan Town. I also contacted the military factory and asked them to install many new police cameras in many hidden places in Guxuan Town."

"But so far, we haven't found any trace of that crazy inventor."

Zhao Yi played with the lighter in his hand and said:

"Be careful when walking at night. There might be some dogs in Guxuan Town that have been kneeling for too long and can't stand up anymore. As soon as they see a chain, they'll start barking and biting..."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Kong took a deep breath.

I looked up, closed my eyes, and basked in the moonlight.

What enters the lungs through the nostrils is free air.

Once this delicious flavor, imbued with a sense of freedom, enters the body, it's hard to forget.

"After all the scheming and plotting, I finally gained this precious freedom today..."

"I've never believed in fate or destiny... but this time, I implore God to let Zhao Yi win!"

Cheng Kong clasped his hands together, his heart filled with piety.

It was unwilling to give up this precious freedom that it had gained through so much hardship!

That's why it's willing to help Zhao Yi unconditionally!

Not because of personal feelings!

...

"Your enemy this time seems to be completely beyond your capabilities."

The umbrella ghost Su Qingyao appeared in Zhao Yi's passenger seat at some point, holding a small toy from the dashboard in her hand.

"If we really have to face them head-on... we're definitely no match for them, and we're far inferior."

"Especially now, that rabbit can't fight anymore."

"It had the highest damage output of the entire game, and now it's AFK."

Zhao Yi showed no anxiety, as if he didn't care about his life or death at all.

"By the way, who are you looking for?"

Su Qingyao carefully examined Zhao Yi and couldn't help but say:

"I don't know why, but I feel like you're a... madman."

Even though you're the weaker party, I always feel like you can win.

Zhao Yi said casually:

"Perhaps it's just my imagination?"

Su Qingyao shook her head:

"My intuition is always right."

Glancing at the umbrella ghost, Zhao Yi explained:

"Actually... this is no longer a simple feud between me and the church; a third party may have already entered the picture."

The umbrella ghost was stunned.

"third party?"

"When?"

Zhao Yi replied:

"From the moment the church members decided to come to Valley Hanging Town."

"Guxuan Town is a chessboard."

"Someone used this chessboard to set up a trap."

"My fellow church members and I will likely all eventually face the same problem... how to survive."

Su Qingyao was completely bewildered.

But Zhao Yi was not going to explain any further to her.

After getting off the car, Zhao Yi took the umbrella and returned to the guild's headquarters.

It's actually very safe here.

But Zhao Yi wasn't sure.

He knew that the guild's headquarters, as a newbie area, had limited capacity to withstand power.

But the guy he was facing... was the most terrifying enemy in history...

PS:

Okay, I'm going to eat a banana first; my feet have been hurting more and more lately.

Some readers may ask: What does foot pain have to do with your writing?

It's okay.

I just mentioned it casually.

Also, as I said before, you guys don't need to send me any gifts.

Free is fine.

They won't starve to death for now.

If you spend money to send gifts, then I'd be doing you a disservice by updating 4000 words every day, so please don't spend money on this book.

I only write 4000 words a day now, not because I'm busy.

I'm just lazy.

Yes, no more acting, let's get right to it!

Kidding.

I will try my best to overcome my laziness, starting tomorrow!!

Let's set a small goal first: write 8,000 words tomorrow!

If I can't finish writing, then... then... emmm...

I haven't pooped for a week!

Goodnight, my darlings!!