Ghost Shelter System

Golden King Apartment, the most spacious and comfortable room.

A blond man with glasses sat on a soft sofa, holding a glass of wine in his hand. He looked at the man in front of him and pondered for a long time: "You actually killed Batista!"

The man crossed his legs, drank his wine like a cow, and chewed the ice cubes in his mouth.

"Robert, this is the third time. Do you want to avenge him?"

The man was naturally Qin Kun. Qin Kun's careless appearance did not make the Golden King feel that his behavior was frivolous, but instead gave rise to an unfathomable feeling.

The last time, when Qin Kun killed the talented fighter Di Xiu of the Styx-level host ‘Cao Guan’, the Golden King already found it incredible.

This time, it's Batista?

The Golden King handed Qin Kun a cigarette: "Revenge? Don't be kidding. Batista is no longer my contracted fighter and has nothing to do with my interests. He is at best a child. I think I will have to re-estimate your value in the future. In this PK, I will spend a lot of money on you."

Qin Kun shrugged indifferently.

Anyway, no matter how much the Golden King bets, it has nothing to do with him.

"By the way, Batista may not die, please pay attention."

Before Qin Kun left, the Golden King suddenly reminded him.

Qin Kun turned around: "Are you talking about plasma?"

The Golden King nodded: "10 drops of Yin Cao plasma, one chance of resurrection."

Qin Kun took a deep breath, and after a while he uttered two words: "Fuck you. How could I forget this?"

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After leaving the apartment, Qin Kun wandered around the street as usual.

Regardless of whether Batista will be resurrected or not, that will be a matter of the future. He is just a few enemies, and he has been killed by him before. Qin Kun doesn't feel anything to be afraid of. At least now it can be seen that the Golden King will not let himself die before he wins 10 consecutive victories. After all, this involves his interests.

I heard that many taverns in the City of Ten Deaths would issue ghost hunting missions to deal with the surrounding ghosts in exchange for rewards. Qin Kun also wanted to see them.

Along this road, Qin Kun walked towards the tavern and passed the tribal buildings.

At the entrance of the tribe, by the river, there was a pot on the firewood pile. In the pot, several dead human heads were rolling around in the boiling water. Qin Kun saw the cannibal girl.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The girl saw Qin Kun on the street and said hello naturally.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Qin Kun actually wanted to ask the signature greeting 'Have you eaten?', but found this sentence a bit disgusting.

The girl was holding a thick wooden stick and pounding the brittle bones in the pot. Qin Kun smelled the smell of cooked meat and inadvertently vomited.

This... is so disgusting...

Qin Kun used to be at home, and his mother would blanch the blood in boiling water before cooking the ribs. The smell was disgusting, but she could bear it. Compared with the taste today, it was nothing.

Qin Kun wiped the corners of his mouth in embarrassment and did not dare to speak.

The girl showed her fangs and smiled: "Isn't it delicious? I'll go to the apartment to give you some later?"

Qin Kun waved his hand hurriedly: "Take care of your soul-eating demon... We eat bread in our apartment..."

Amid the girl's giggles, Qin Kun left in embarrassment.

There is only one tavern in this neighborhood, which is located in the Black Scorpion Corpse Land.

In this place, there were dead scorpions all over the ground, as well as some corpses that looked like they had died from poison, and they were covered with scorpions. The scorpion is black and creaks underfoot. There were a few alive, all gnawing at the corpses of their companions.

The corpse field is large, like a square, with a stone tavern in the center and surrounded by several groups of tombstones.

Qin Kun opened the door of the tavern, and there was a lot of excitement inside.

Drinkers dressed in different styles sat in the tavern. The boss was an old man with half of his face boned out. He had compound eyes and a thick beard above his lips, raised on both sides.

"Oh~ New drinker, hello, hello! Let me smell it. Well, with this smell of body wash, you must be the host of the Golden King. I am Duke Laev of the Black Scorpion."

The boss, Black Scorpion, is half human and half scorpion, with a Nordic face, and his appearance is very similar to the BOSS in The Scorpion King. Qin Kun has seen Bat Girl, Winged Man, and Scorpion Man again, but he was just stunned for a moment before returning to normal.

Hearing that the boss was a Styx-level host, Qin Kun spoke politely. He looked at the price on the wall and said, "Have a glass of freshly squeezed blackcurrant."

"Okay young man, 15 a cup."

Qin Kun took out the silver coins that he had exchanged for his merits and handed them to the boss.

When the blackcurrants arrived, the boss said enthusiastically: "Seeing as it's your first time here, I'll give you some discount! This cup is freshly squeezed scorpion juice blackcurrants, which tastes tender and sweet, and has scorpion meat in it! Usually a cup costs 100 oh."

Fuck! Uncle, you are so mistaken!

Who wants your freshly squeezed scorpion juice? I just want black currants, okay? Don't be so sentimental!

Qin Kun's face was ugly. The boss frowned and said in a somewhat unhappy voice: "Why, does it look like you are dissatisfied with your expression?"

The compound eyes on half of his face lit up with a fierce light. Qin Kun took a sip and almost vomited out yesterday's food.

Qin Kun's disgusting eyes filled with tears, and he kept beating his chest, resisting the desire to vomit: "I'm very satisfied! I'm just a little touched."

The boss was praised and left happily.

On the wall, is the mission of the bar.

‘Collect 100 level 8 wandering souls, requirements: death by fire. The reward is 100 merits——Publisher, Flamingo’

‘To capture wild ghosts, requirements: death with a sharp weapon, wound on the head. The reward is 150 merits——Publisher, the beheaded one’

‘Go to Raven Keep to find the Raven Bride’s dress. The reward is 300 merits——Publisher, White Slave’

Most of the merits in these tasks were very poor. Qin Kun was a little disappointed. There were only 2 of the 20 tasks with the highest reward of 300 merits. Obviously, 300 merits is a sky-high price here, and the difficulty of the task should not be underestimated.

In the tavern, several big men were talking loudly.

"I heard that Pluto's Fortress is going out to war this time with the City of God's Punishment."

"It's customary. Every time a beating is made, it's mediated. Is there anything to discuss?"

"Yes, Pluto's Fortress and God's Punishment Celestial City said they were recruiting soldiers for the battle. In the end, they were dragged into the Hell Realm trials and used as cannon fodder. Who in this area of ​​the Ten Deaths City dares to actually cause trouble?"

Qin Kun pricked up his ears. He didn't expect that there were still forces in the Ten Death City! This is the first time I heard about it, it’s very novel.

"The Fortress of Hades is probably serious this time. Disiu III has even invited the three-headed dog of hell! The old griffin from God's Punishment City may have met his opponent."

etc!

Disiu...the third generation?

Qin Kun felt that he seemed to have offended someone he shouldn't have.

"Three-headed dog of hell? Is that the one invited by Di Xiu III to put pressure on the City of Ten Deaths? I heard that Di Xiu III, the grandson of Di Xiu III, died in the City of Ten Deaths. Di Xiu III wanted to come to avenge him, but was killed by Ten Deaths. Those old guys from Dead City stopped us."

"Death? Haha, a hell-level monster like Old Disiu, the Twelve Hades of the Fortress, could drown you if you take out the plasma from his body. Resurrecting Little Disiu is just a matter of minutes."

"But he has joined the fortress and cannot enter or leave the Ten Death Cities at will. Such a forced intrusion will definitely make some people in the Ten Death Cities unhappy. The other Hades will not allow Old Disiu to enmity with the Ten Death Cities without permission, right?"

A group of people were discussing, but they didn't notice Qin Kun, who was all cold next to him.

Well, Qin Kun felt that his abilities were getting better and better now. He had surpassed a certain level and provoked not only a ghost general, but also a hell-level host in the City of Ten Deaths.

Underworld level! Existences above level 50!

Qin Kun now felt that he had too many lice and was not itching. He roared twice in his heart and just let it go. Judging from their tone, this old monster doesn't dare to wander around in the City of Ten Deaths, and even coming in is a problem, so that's good.

But since he can kill Batista, this old monster can definitely send someone to kill him. It seems that the Ten Death City will not give special protection to the competition between the same level.

"Come on, I originally wanted to see if I could go out of the city to do some tasks. I'd better go back and stay. Now I have just 10 drops of plasma. I can be resurrected once at most. I can't afford to be hurt."

Qin Kun didn't finish the remaining half of the glass of freshly squeezed scorpion juice and blackcurrant, and left the tavern in a hurry.

On the way, Qin Kun came to Evelin's grave as usual.

The green grass on the tomb is in sharp contrast with the scorched earth around it. Qin Kun didn't know why the grass and trees on this grave grew so lushly. It seemed that in this no-man's land, some grass grew on Evelin's grave.

After lighting incense and paper money, Qin Kun summoned the mourning ghost in the urn.

As soon as he came out, the mourning ghost knew what he was going to do: "Brother Kun! Don't do anything, I will do it myself!"

The mourning ghost slapped both of them hard, knelt on the ground and started crying.

The cry was sad, and Qin Kun released the mourning ghost more and more frequently during this period, and he was exposed to a lot of contemporary things, including mourning music and elegiac songs.

I saw him crying and singing uncontrollably.

‘Children who left home

wandering outside

No such good clothes

No good smoke either

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The moon is round, the moon is round

The moon is full and another year has passed’

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Qin Kun: "..."

This seems to be a song that is only sung when doing errands in my hometown in the countryside. Where did this guy learn it?

"Bat Girl, it seems that every time I come to lay incense on your grave, I, Qin Kun, have good luck. You have to bless me this time too."

Qin Kun poured wine, lit a cigarette, and sat on Evelin's grave.

After a while, the mourning ghost finished singing and crying, and was taken back by Qin Kun.

Qin Kun talked to himself for a while and complained a few more times, and his chaotic mood calmed down a lot. When he was about to leave, Qin Kun's nose twitched. Why was there a filthy smell?

Qin Kun turned his head in confusion and found that the two paper figures of the Crying Ghost did not follow him back, but fell straight to the ground. On the legs of the paper figures, there was a pool of dog urine.

"Where did the wild dog dare to touch Mr. Qin's paper man?"

Qin Kun picked up the little black dog. The puppy had shiny black fur and baby teeth. It barked and had an unfriendly expression, but its intimidation was extremely low.

Qin Kun pinched its mouth: "Hey! You dare to bite your father? Do you know that your father's nickname is 'Tengu'?" Seeing no one around, Qin Kun revealed his least favorite nickname, obviously after Joking.

The little black dog broke free from Qin Kun's hand and kept shaking his head.

As it shook violently, suddenly, a head sprouted from the left and right sides of its neck.

"Woof!"

The puppy had two heads, one on the left and one on the right, biting Qin Kun's hand.

Qin Kun was surprised at first, and then he was happy.

"What the hell, is it still a three-headed dog from hell?! Okay, okay."

The bite force of the little black dog was extremely weak. Qin Kun let him bite for a while, then he took his hand out of the little black dog's mouth and picked up the puppy.

The three heads are almost identical. When you open the dog's mouth, the teeth inside are all the same. This is not an illusion, Qin Kun is sure.

The little black dog was played with by Qin Kun and lost his temper. He couldn't break free from Qin Kun's 'devil's claws'. When he found that he couldn't do anything to Qin Kun, he could only give in and helplessly let him manipulate him.

Qin Kun played for a while, but found nothing new.

This deformed little guy was obviously not popular with others. Seeing the puppy's hungry belly, Qin Kun guessed that this guy hadn't eaten for several days, so he took out a bowl of rice and handed it over: "Little beast, see you. You are very cute, eat it now and get out, I will not be polite if I see you peeing on the paper man again!" Qin Kun threatened viciously.

The little black dog ate deliciously and ignored Qin Kun. Qin Kun also patted his butt and got up and walked to the apartment.

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