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When the two ghosts were discussing, they did not know that the object of their discussion was quietly suspended in the air. The soft light of faith emanated from him like moonlight, shrouding the entire Hades.

The black land continues to spread outwards, and the false boundaries it touches solidify into reality in the blink of an eye. As the power of faith from people in the world continues to increase, the area in the underworld where the false is refined into the real becomes larger and larger.

And in the center of this black earth, is the bottom floor of the pure white tall building that reaches into the sky and the earth. The vast crimson land seemed endless. In one corner of the field, a group of ghosts were fiercely chasing a black ball the size of a basketball.

Finally, a little ghost with a swollen body floated lightly, and his suddenly long hair entangled the ball like seaweed. He dodged the interceptions of several ghosts in an instant, and easily threw the ball in his hand into the basket.

Gulu gulu...

The black ball that fell from the basket rolled around in the air a few times and adjusted its direction. Then it was quickly picked up by another ghost sitting on the sidelines acting as the referee.

He put the head in his hand back on his neck, and the head was still beaming: "I declare that the winner this time is the Water Ghost Team."

Suddenly a wave of ghosts cheered in the field.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. We must win back next time!"

Another wave of ghosts came over depressedly and held each other's wet hands stiffly. The moment they came into contact with each other, the merit value deep in their souls decreased a little and was transferred to the winner.

This group of ghosts who were so idle that they developed a new way of basketball quickly left the bottom floor and took a special elevator to the restaurant on the upper floor. Although ordinary human food is tasteless to ghosts, there are naturally foods that are beneficial to the soul in the underworld.

In the open kitchen in the center of the restaurant, a fat chef wearing a blood-stained apron waved a kitchen knife, and a lively underworld fish fished from the River Styx was chopped off with precision before it could even jump. Fish head, belly cut open.

Will-o'-the-wisps were lit, and several screaming pepper-like underworld plants were mercilessly thrown into the pot.

Immediately afterwards, the fat chef took out a special seasoning bottle, shook his palm, and sprinkled the popularity purchased from the world into the pot - extremely rare popularity was escaping from every living person all the time. , it can be collected naturally without affecting anyone - an unparalleled aroma suddenly spreads in the restaurant, and every ghost has an intoxicated look on its face.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." A ghost placed the dinner plate on the table and called to his little friend who was immersed in playing with his hand bones, "Today we have the popular roasted fish with chopped pepper flavor..."

The moment he put down the plate, his eyes subconsciously turned 360 degrees in his sockets, taking in everything around him, and he immediately noticed the young man alone at the table next door.

Wearing a white shirt and trousers with black edges, he looked like a student. The slightly longer black hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, but the exposed lower half of his face was extremely pale, and even his outline gave off a cold and neat look.

The young man did not eat, but held a cup of milk tea-like drink and drank it slowly. Even the fingers resting on the rim of the cup seemed to be shining white.

——At first glance, he looks like a handsome ghost.

For a moment, the water ghost with a swollen face was deeply jealous: "I'll go! It's just the earth, but the underworld is so unfair!"

You must know that none of the ghosts in the underworld are good-looking, because it is rare for ghosts that die in accidents such as car accidents and drowning to remain intact, not to mention how ugly they are. The appearance of the remaining ghosts who died of illness or old age often cannot stand the test of the eyes of the ghost crowd... Now a ghost who can be regarded as a handsome man even in the human world has appeared. How can you tolerate this?

...We are all dead ghosts who have received nine years of compulsory education. Why are you the only one who is so handsome?

The ghost opposite put the hand bone back on his arm and asked in confusion: "What are you talking about?"

"Well, it's nothing..." The water ghost retracted his jealous gaze and poked at the fish in the bowl with an indignant tone. "I mean, the underworld is too unfair. The prices are getting higher and higher. It doesn't treat ordinary ghosts at all." Not friendly. If this continues, we will starve."

The companion rotated his hand bones until they were in the right position, and then he spread his hands and said, "There is no other way. The popularity that naturally escapes from the human world is far from enough compared to the number of ghosts in the underworld. We still spend money now." If you can afford it, hurry up and eat some more spiritual fish. I’ll probably have to jump into the river to catch them later.”

"Yeah, that makes sense..."

After taking a few mouthfuls of the spirit fish, the illusory soul body was vaguely strengthened, and the two ghosts were completely immersed in the delicious food and couldn't extricate themselves. The water ghost also forgot about the boy who continued to scan the table next to him with his jealous ray.

Therefore, he did not notice that the other party had left silently at some point.

[Host, are you really okay with this? 】

The young man who left without knowing when was slowly inspecting the construction progress of the entire underworld, and soon reached the 100th floor of this high-rise building. It is also the newly built place for reincarnation.

The voice of System 666 rang in his ears.

"Oh?" Chu Si smiled innocently, "...what's wrong with me?"

[Cough cough cough, it’s nothing. 】 The little ball of light shook its "head" crazily, "This is the first time I discovered that the host has such business talent, it is so shocking! 】

——Not to mention that ghosts spend merit points for eating, drinking and entertainment. Living in the underworld costs merit points every day, not to mention that reincarnation also costs merit points. That is the basic operation. Transferring money to relatives in the upper world still requires collecting merit points. It's worth the handling fee. If you want to explain your dream more clearly, there are higher-level packages...

Just like this round of picking up the wool, unless it is a being with huge merits in life, the ghosts that have experienced it will basically be picked up. Either go to reincarnation obediently and don’t occupy the space in the land, or work hard to earn merit points.

This is completely deceiving all the ghosts to work hard to build the underworld, and then stuff all the merit points earned into the host's monthly package.

——The host has reached an agreement with the heaven in this world, and the construction of the underworld hell is also of great benefit to the heaven. Therefore, the merit gained in this process is not meaningless like virtual currency in the world, but the real merit of the heaven.

Now the whole hell is working for the host, obediently contributing heavenly merits to him.

[Black, it’s so dark...] Thinking of this, System 666 couldn’t help but murmured, and the next second he immediately made rescue efforts with a strong desire to survive, [Ahem, host, I mean, this hell It's really dark compared to the human world, with no sunlight at all. 】

Chu Si raised his head and looked at the dark sun in the sky that exuded infinite dark energy, and said in a strange tone: "If this were the same as the world of the sun, I'm afraid all the ghosts would have been wiped out."

【hey-hey. That's because I'm overthinking it...]

Seeing that the host didn't seem to notice anything, System 666 quickly chose to play dumb.

"Really?" Chu Si didn't say anything more, but stared at System 666 with a particularly deep gaze, and the curvature of his lips rose five degrees.

When one person and one system were having a conversation in their minds, an eerie sound happened to sound from the place of reincarnation in front of them, like a crow neighing.

"Thank you for your patronage. Chenghui has 10 merit points. Please give me a five-star review and I will continue to visit you in the next life, dear."

"...Five-star review? Hoo!"

Accompanied by cold snorts almost in unison, the figures of several ghosts disappeared into the whirlpool of reincarnation.

The ghost with a temporary work permit at the place of reincarnation stared blankly at the figure who had neatly stepped into the whirlpool of reincarnation, and couldn't help but murmured: "I haven't given my five-star review yet! My merit points are rewarded. !”

Thinking of the lost merit points and rewards, he was filled with grief and anger: "I remember you! Just wait for me... I will stay in the underworld until your next reincarnation before reincarnation!"

"The rules for recycling fees were formulated by Mr. Fujun himself. If you are not satisfied, just go to him. Why are you embarrassing me, a small temporary staff member?" The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. The chatterbox ghost continued to think in his mind. I can imagine endlessly, "It must be very satisfying to be like Mr. Fu when geese are plucking their hair, ghosts are plucking their souls, and soaking in a pile of merit points..."

"...A wild goose has to pluck its feathers, and a ghost has to pull its soul?"

A voice sounded faintly in the corner, and the temperature in the hall suddenly dropped rapidly, and a strange chill spread around.

The chatty ghost shuddered: "Strange, isn't the temperature of the underworld constant? As a ghost, I am still afraid of the cold? What rules have been added?"

He curled up his neck and looked around, only to see a young man dressed as a student standing not far away.

His clothes were neat and tidy and there was no trace of blood stain on him. His pretty good looks were beyond the pale compared to a bunch of crooked ghosts. The slightly gloomy temperament is mixed in with the more ferocious-looking ghosts, but they also appear gentle and gentle.

"Hey, young man, do you want to be reincarnated? Chenghui has ten merit points, which is the price of vomiting blood and jumping off a building."

The chatterbox ghost subconsciously started selling business.

The young man looked over immediately, his eyes were crooked, he smiled and shook his head: "No..."

Behind the young man, on the dim sky, a dark sun exuding dark energy hung high in the sky and was slowly sliding towards the horizon.

The dark sunlight shone in from the side of the transparent high-rise building, shrouding the young man's figure, making this gentle smile feel colder and deeper for no reason.

[Host, calm down! ! ! 】

In the system space, System 666 let out a broken exclamation.

[This is a fairly useful ghost that can earn you merit points! 】

The dark sun completely slipped below the horizon, disappearing into the dark side of this plane, and the underworld fell into darkness.

But it was just dawn in the Yangjian.

In the dark Hades, the young man's cold voice sounded slowly. He continued what he had just said: "I still want to go back to the earth to go to school."

The wind howled all around, and it was dark and cold. The mysterious rules of the underworld came with the boy's voice.

The chatterbox ghost, who had clearly turned into a ghost, shivered inexplicably. It always felt like he was listening to a ghost story, a ghost story that frightened him as a ghost.

In the system space, a mental wave took shape. An invisible hand stroked 666's "head" and said softly, "Don't worry, 666, do you think I am such a narrow-minded person?"

System 666: [……]

In response, the chatterbox ghost, who had nightmares for a month, expressed that he had something to say.

The author has something to say: Good night, cuties, see you tomorrow~

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who threw [landmines]: Qingchen Huaxiao and Xuan Mi 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:

Xiaochen Ruofufeng 10 bottles; Jun Muchen 5 bottles; Yueyan, Piaoxue Qikan 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!