Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Oxter leaned against the railing of the donkey cart and even proudly shook his right leg.

Before this, the Tiger-skinned nobleman had already let him try out the treasure that enhances talent once.

Although the amount is small, it is undoubtedly effective.

He already possesses apprentice-level magic power and can easily activate the spatial ring.

Next, as long as the complete high-yield fire wheat and greenhouse soil are brought back, becoming a novice superhuman is only a matter of time.

But he didn't notice at all that a phantom had emerged from the wheat field he had just been in.

The phantom is a catgirl with a silly and cute expression; she looks like the type who would hug wheat and laugh like an idiot.

The catgirl phantom watched Oxter's every move.

At first she didn’t suspect Oxster, but the wheat and soil that Oxster reached out to touch suddenly vanished.

This confirmed one thing for her.

This young employee of the Roland Group is a despicable thief!

Damn it, how dare he steal Lady Roland's things!

The catgirl phantom gritted her teeth and floated in front of Oxter, raising her leg to kick him.

However, her foot passed right through Oxter's body and disappeared into the transport cart.

"Huh? Why isn't it working!"

The catgirl's phantom floated for a few seconds, then remembered that she had died on the smuggling ship and was now just a ghost powerless to affect reality.

The thief was right in front of her, but she could only stare helplessly, her face turning red with anger.

He was so angry that steam was coming out of his ears.

Helpless, she could only vent her anger by punching and kicking Oxter.

Whether it was because she was emotionally charged or not, the surrounding magic began to gather and fill her phantom, making her body solid.

A minute later, the smug Oxster finally saw the catgirl's phantom.

Before he could even cry out, a large fist slammed into his face.

The punch had no real killing power, but it gave him an extremely severe headache and made him feel dizzy for a moment.

Oakes glanced over and saw another big foot swatting at him.

He quickly ducked to avoid it, then scrambled back into the wheat field, not daring to look back, and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"There's a ghost! Murder!"

"Please help me!"

The employees immediately helped him up, looked around warily, and hurriedly asked him what was wrong.

"Mr. Euclid, what happened? Has there been an infiltration by external spies?!"

As they asked questions, the employees grabbed a pitchfork from the ground and looked toward the donkey cart as if facing a formidable enemy.

They knew that a large number of spies had been watching the greenhouse during this period, so they quickly prepared for battle.

However, nothing happened; in fact, a plump bee drifted slowly past.

After a long while, everyone looked at Oxter, who was still in shock, with puzzlement.

"Mr. Eugene, please calm down and tell us what happened?"

Oxter, having recovered his senses, stared blankly in the direction of the donkey cart.

He swore he had just been punched by a ghost, right behind the donkey cart!

Strange, where's the ghost?

They were just chasing and hitting him a moment ago.

After waiting another half minute with no movement, he scratched his head and stood up.

"Sorry, I might have been working too many night shifts and was hallucinating... Oh my god, a ghost!"

"She...she's still here!"

Oxter screamed again halfway through his sentence, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, pointing at the catgirl phantom in mid-air and wailing.

"Look, it's that ghost in front of me! It was chasing me the whole time!"

The employees quickly looked in the direction he pointed, but there was only empty air; not even a single flying insect could be seen.

The beast girl looked at Oxter with a strange expression.

"Mr. Eust, are you delirious? There's nothing there at all."

Oxter was so anxious he was about to cry, pointing at the approaching catgirl phantom, his teeth chattering.

Especially when the catgirl phantom passed right through several employees and pounced on him with bared teeth and claws, he even felt a sweat break out.

No, it's urine.

No, that's not right either, poop came out too.

He was so frightened again that he crawled on the ground, running in circles through the wheat field.

The employees were now in a dilemma. Oxter was the captain, and everyone would definitely help him if he was in trouble.

In an instant, the scene became Oxter running ahead, the catgirl phantom chasing behind, and a group of employees following closely behind with pitchforks and sickles.

"Mr. Eugene, don't panic! There's really nothing chasing you!"

"There really are ghosts! You have to believe me!"

The lively scene stood out in the quiet night, naturally attracting the attention of others.

At this moment, MaiMai the cat was strolling with Honey on the wooden ridge of the wheat field, looking at this scene with a puzzled expression.

Seeing everyone chasing after her with knives, she remembered her new position in the courtroom and quickly jumped down from the wheat field, shouting to stop them.

"Stop right there! Fighting is strictly prohibited within the company. Anyone who disobeys will be locked up, and those who commit serious offenses will be dismissed!"

The roar carried far across the wheat field, immediately bringing everyone to a halt.

Seeing that the situation had eased, Cat Mai Mai immediately took out the insignia of senior management from her cloak and sternly addressed the beast girls.

"You're from the greenhouse transport team, what are you doing chasing and beating people up here so late at night!"

The honest catgirl shuddered when she saw the emblem.

My goodness, it's actually a big shot from the central church.

She quickly pointed to Oxter, who was parked next to her, and explained.

"Sir, we are not chasing Mr. Oxster. Mr. Oxster said he was being chased by a ghost, and we followed him to help him."

"Being chased by ghosts? What the hell is this?"

Cat Mai Mai twitched her ears, thinking she had misheard.

After confirming it again, she looked at Oxter with disbelief.

"Mr. Euclid, you said you saw a ghost hitting you?"

When Oxster saw the emblem that MaiMai the cat had pulled out, his face turned pale, and he knew something was wrong.

Damn it, this is a real problem.

While stealing wheat, they unexpectedly encountered a high-ranking official from the central church.

If they find out, they'll be in deep trouble.

We must get rid of the cloaked man in front of us as soon as possible!

He gritted his teeth, feigning composure, and looked around insincerely before speaking.

"I did see it at first, but it seems to be gone now."

"People say I might be hallucinating because I've been working too many night shifts and am overworked, but I'm not really sure."

Upon hearing this, Mao Mai immediately turned to ask the group of employees.

Then I received an affirmative answer.

"Sir, I think Mr. Oxster is really hallucinating. We didn't see anything, it was just him shouting."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Oxter has been working the night shift for a month, he should get a good rest."

At that moment, an employee looked at the glowing bee drifting by and said uncertainly.

"Do you think Mr. Oxster is just scaring himself by imagining bees?"

Everyone immediately looked at the chubby bee. Noticing their gazes, the chubby bee flew out in an arc, leaving a trail of light behind it.

This scene drew nods of approval from everyone present.

"That makes sense."

"No wonder Lady Roland doesn't advocate working overtime. When you're overworked, you can even mistake the glowing buttocks of bees for ghosts."

"Mr. Euclid, you should take some time to get some rest."

Oxter glanced gratefully at his employee, breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly agreed.

"Okay, okay, I'll definitely get some rest. I'm sorry for troubling everyone today."

Then he bowed slightly to the cat, MaiMai.

"My lord, I'm sorry to have disturbed you. I must be just overworked."

After saying that, he couldn't help but steal a glance to the side.

Half a meter away from him, the catgirl phantom angrily pointed at the ring on his hand, trying to accuse him of stealing to Cat Mai Mai.

But it seems that he can no longer solidify his body and interfere with reality.

Oxter breathed a sigh of relief once again.

This time, we narrowly escaped disaster.

However, his subtle actions were noticed by the cat MaiMai.

Having worked at the 7 o'clock shop for over ten years, her skills in reading people and situations had reached their peak.

Considering the series of strange actions Oxter took after stopping, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes.

"Mr. Eugene, I don't think you're just overworked."

"Could you please answer a question for me?"

Oxter felt a chill run down his spine, a sense of foreboding washing over him, and he stammered.

"Sir, what is the problem?"

Cat MaiMai mentally estimated the angle of Oxster's gaze, raised her hand and pointed to the location of the catgirl's phantom, speaking in a cold voice.

"I would like to ask you an answer."

"What exactly is here?"