I loaded the ghost talk game

"Hoo-hoo-ha-I... I, am I not dead?"

He took a big breath, and the air with the smell of cherry blossoms poured into his lungs freely. As if awakened from a nightmare, Kamiyagawa opened his eyes again.

He was already in a distorted posture at this moment, and fell to the ground, the white shirt on his body was soaked in cold sweat, sticking to his skin.

The evening sun is warm and gentle, and the cherry blossom forest is still in full bloom. It turns out that the sun has not set.

Looking around, the mysterious little wooden arbor and the terrifying headless JK were gone.

All the horrific sights just now seemed to be just experiences in a "game".

When the game is over, everything returns to normal.

Not far away, there were two female high school students who were leaving school together. They all looked at Kamiyagawa in surprise and bewilderment, whispered a few words, and then walked away holding hands.

"It seems to be regarded as a weirdo. But then again, JK with a head is much cuter than the one without a head."

Kamiyagawa got up from the ground pretending to be calm, and patted the dust and cherry blossom petals stuck to his clothes expressionlessly. Compared with before entering the game world, he now has an extra book in his hand.

Quaint and dilapidated.

It is the accompanying item that was just selected in the game, "Five Thunders".

Seeing that the two female high school students who just passed by had gone away, and there was no one around, Kamiyagawa tried to perform a five-thunder-finger gesture.

Crackling——

Dense blue arcs flickering around him like static electricity.

The Taoist Five Thunders are alive!

Although it is a version that is so young that it can no longer be youthful.

But this is enough to show that the game "Ghost Story" is not simple, not only the props obtained in the game can be realized in reality, but even the learned skills can also be used in reality.

As long as you keep playing this game and collect enough props and skills for your own use, you will be able to fast-forward to a bright future in life!

"Perhaps this "Ghost Story" game is really a benefit for those who travel through."

Kamiyagawa stopped Leifa, and once again felt mentally lax and exhausted.

Shaking his head, he carefully put the broken "Five Thunders" into his bag, planning to try to study it after returning home at night. By the way, he picked up the phone and saw the word [death] in bright red on the screen.

"Flowers bloom, you are rich, what kind of spicy chicken game, there is a completely unbeatable monster next to the novice spawn point, I don't know who designed it, it's pure disgusting people."

"Also, is it okay for the future Lord of Ghosts and Gods to be strangled to death by a passing headless JK just after he was born? Since my game character is so good, don't put such a high hat on me from the beginning, bastard! "

Kamiyagawa tapped the phone screen with an unhappy face, and the text popped up——

[The dead paper figurine has been consumed, the current paper figurine stock is 0, and the refresh time is 12 hours. ]

"Replace the dead paper man?"

Kamiyagawa lowered his head and found a small white paper man the size of a palm at his feet.

The head of the paper figurine is drooping, as if it is about to be separated from the torso.

"Did this thing die for me once?"

Kamiyagawa picked up the paper figurine, looked at it for a while, then stuffed it into his trouser pocket in silence.

After that, he clicked on the phone screen again, and the text prompt on it disappeared, and there was an additional [Personal Information] page that could be viewed.

【Name: Kamiyagawa】

【Power: 3】

【Agility: 4】

【Physique: 3】

【Charm: 8】

[Spirituality: 0]

[Passive Skill: None]

[Active skill: Five Thunders Rectification · Remnant]

"It's nothing but good-looking." Kamiyagawa shook his head helplessly, "By the way, what's the use of being attractive in this game? Falling in love with a female ghost?"

After closing [Personal Information], the [Start Game] button reappeared.

It seems that the game "Ghost Story" is allowed to start without a dead man.

But Kamiyagawa naturally wouldn't press the start button, and quit the game immediately: "Let's just wait honestly, and he will be a good guy again in 12 hours."

This game is so weird, if he really died without dying in the game for the dead paper man, then who should he talk to?

Kamiyagawa put his mobile phone in his pocket and left the campus along the school road covered with cherry blossom petals.

...

The sun sank below the horizon, and the street lamps came on dimly.

At around 6:40, Kamiyagawa came to a convenience store near the school.

The grilled sausage machine on the side of the counter rotates quietly, and the oden is bubbling and bubbling. On the other side, chewing gum and X-book 003 are neatly stacked.

This is where Kamiyagawa works part-time.

The store manager is not here today, and there is only a young and strong male clerk in the store who is checking the stock of goods.

Kamiyagawa remembered that the male clerk was called Okamura...

What's up Okamura?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

"Hey, Kamiya-kun, you came on time." Okamura greeted warmly, and reached out to pat Kamiyagawa's shoulder very familiarly.

Snapped!

The moment Okamura's hand was about to touch Kamiyagawa, a faint blue arc exploded violently.

The macho clerk trembled in fright, and quickly withdrew his hand: "Then... what is that?"

"Static electricity, it's just static electricity." Kamiyagawa glanced over his shoulder.

He didn't take the initiative to pinch the five lightning fingers just now, and the electric charge on his body is probably just a remnant of the electric charge from the previous lightning method.

"Can static electricity be so dazzling..." Okamura scratched his head, "And, it's spring, right?"

"Oh, that's not static electricity. It's a mysterious force beyond nature."

"Haha, Kamiya-kun, you are so humorous."

"It's true." Kamiyagawa smiled casually at Okamura, then turned and went to the staff locker room to change his work uniform.

Today is Kamiyagawa's fourth day as a part-time worker.

Before this, he had never tried to make money independently.

Of course, the "he" here refers to the original owner of this body.

Because a week ago, this body, which was nothing but beautiful, belonged to the original owner.

And now occupying this body is a brand new soul, which comes from the province of GD in the big country next door.

Now that the original owner is mentioned, let’s tell his story——

The original Kamiyagawa had a weak personality, a little withdrawn, had no friends, no opinions and no goals, and drifted with the tide.

His grades are not good, his physical fitness is also poor, and he has no special skills to show off.

Similar to a handsome Nobi Nobita without Doraemon.

Kamiyagawa's parents divorced since he was a child, and he lives with his father.

But his father happened to be a rotten person.

He drinks heavily, likes to gamble, and borrows usury from gangsters after losing money. He has never fulfilled the responsibilities of a father.

Probably at the beginning of last year, Kamiyagawa's father did the most worthy thing for his son in his life——

he died.

It was an accident.

The Japanese are generally keen to buy insurance, even people like Kamiyagawa's father buy it.

His unexpected death allowed Kamiyagawa, who was the only beneficiary of the insurance, to obtain nearly 10 million yen in accident compensation.

The 8 million of the 10 million miles was used to pay off the usury loan.

Avoiding the father's debt to the son.

And the remaining 2 million yen is completely owned by Kamiyagawa.

But 2 million yen is really not much.

As far as Kamiyagawa is currently attending Hualing High School, the tuition fee is a public high school, and the tuition fee and various expenses are about 600,000 a year.

Even if the 2 million is frugal, it probably won’t be enough to finish college.

Therefore, as soon as this Cantonese-speaking "Shen Guchuan" crossed over, after spending some time adapting to his new identity, he roughly summed up his own financial situation, and immediately made a decision to work to subsidize his family.

Back to the original owner.

A week ago, the original owner made the first confession in his life.

As a result, the woman politely sent a good person card.

With such a face with a charm as high as 8 points, he would be rejected by female high school students of the same age. It can only be said that the life of the original owner is really quite a failure.

After the confession was rejected, the original owner was filled with grief and anger, learned from the pain, chose to explode in grief, and committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills that night.

After that, there was a brand new "Kamigugawa" resurrection.

Anyway, looking back at the life experience of the original owner for more than ten years, it can be summed up in only eight words——

Mourn its misfortune, anger its indisputable.

...

Kamiyagawa's working hours at the convenience store are from 7pm to 10pm from Monday to Friday.

The salary is settled on a weekly basis, and the hourly salary is 1,000 yen. Most of the daily work is busy and has no fun at all.

He worked like this until 10 o'clock, when Kamiyagawa clocked in to leave work.

After changing back into his student uniform in the staff locker room, he took a 450-yen chicken bento from a shelf in the store and warmed it in the microwave.

This is an unwritten rule in convenience stores, and it is also one of the benefits of working here.

Bentos, bread, sandwiches and other foods that have passed the tasting period every day need to be discarded.

And once it becomes discarded food, the clerk of the day can eat it at will, and even take it home separately.

It's equivalent to wrapping up a dinner in disguise.

For Kamiyagawa who lives alone and doesn't have enough money, this benefit is still very fragrant.

After eating the bento slowly in the store, Kamiyagawa picked up his schoolbag and left.

"Kamiya-kun, see you tomorrow!" Behind him, Okamura, who was still working the night shift, said goodbye loudly to him.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Step out of the store.

The night wind in late spring was unexpectedly a little chilly.

In the sky tonight, neither the moon nor the stars can be seen, only the city lights and neon lights are numbly shining.

Kamiyagawa smacked his lips, the taste of the not-so-delicious chicken bento still remained in his mouth:

"Finally another day has passed."