Thriller: Play as Gojo Satoru and obtain the Ghost Corps

(Ding! Please don’t slander the system privately!)

Just as Lin Bei was complaining, the system voice in his head actually responded to Lin Bei's thoughts.

"Hey, forget it. At worst, I can just do a few more weird things."

After saying that, Lin Bei put away the Desert Eagle.

"Um, can you help me? I can't seem to get up..."

Lin Bei looked back and found that the female ghost who had fallen to the ground was still lying on the ground and did not get up.

In fact, if you ignore the face of this female ghost, wearing a red cheongsam, she is simply a disaster-level beauty, both in figure and voice, she is the best of the best.

It's a pity that,,, this face is really,,, it's really hard to swallow.

Lin Bei snapped his fingers: "Big Hei, Xiao Hei, help her get up."

After hearing Lin Bei's order, two ninjas from the Ghost Corps immediately stood up and went to help the female TV ghost turn over.

Now that the system has admitted that it has surrendered her, does it mean that she is no longer a threat to him?

The system voice sounded in Lin Bei's mind again:

(Yes, the host, with the weirdness recognized by this system, will never be able to betray the host!)

! ! !

The system is so good! It's like Bulbasaur walking to Mickey Mouse's Club while eating a Snack Corner! ——It’s wonderful!

Just when the TV girl screamed, Lin Bei didn't know her name yet.

"By the way, what's your name?" Lin Bei turned around and asked the female ghost who had climbed out of the TV.

The female ghost in red cheongsam who was rescued from the TV stood beside her, looking a little nervous. She clasped her hands on her lower abdomen and replied: "My name is Jiu'er. From now on, Uncle Lin Bei can just call me Xiao Jiu'er."

"Okay, Jiu'er, do you weirdos need to sleep?"

After Jiu'er heard Lin Bei's question, he quickly replied: "Uncle Lin Bei, we weirdos don't need to sleep under normal circumstances. As long as we still have enough energy in our bodies, we can stay energetic. "

Lin Bei held his chin with one hand and said to Xiao Jiuer: "Oh~~ I understand. You are not allowed to call me Uncle Lin Bei from now on. You must call me Teacher Lin Bei. Do you understand?"

(Ding! The host’s behavior is consistent with Gojo Satoru’s behavior! Acting index +10!)

After Xiao Jiuer heard Lin Bei's request, although he didn't understand Lin Bei's purpose, he still responded obediently: "Okay, okay, Teacher Lin Bei."

"One more thing! Quickly teach these Ghost Corps ninjas under me how to work in the electronics factory. If they have problems while working, I will ask you!" At this point, Lin Bei's expression was extremely serious. .

Xiao Jiuer: "???What kind of strange request is this?"

Although Xiao Jiuer, who was wearing a red cheongsam, said that she couldn't understand Lin Bei's thoughts, she knew that now she only needed to obey Teacher Lin Bei's request!

"Okay, Teacher Lin Bei! Xiao Jiuer will not let you down!"

Lin Bei looked at Xiao Jiu'er's face in front of him and suddenly added: "Remember to buy a mask and wear it in the future, otherwise I'm afraid you, Teacher Lin Bei, will not be able to eat in the future."

When he said this, Lin Bei looked serious.

(Ding! The host’s behavior is consistent with Gojo Satoru’s behavior! Acting index +10!)

Afterwards, Lin Bei sent Xiao Jiuer and the Ghost Shadow Corps outside, asking Xiao Jiuer to teach them step by step how to become an excellent electronics factory employee.

Fortunately, Lin Bei's ghost corps is a ghost ninja. If Lin Bei had his turn to be a ghost corps such as the Thorn Claw Regiment, Claw Shadow, or the Hunting Claw Regiment, Claw Shadow, etc.

Their big claws and pincers really can't do such delicate work.

Lin Bei looked at Xiao Jiuer, who was wearing a red cheongsam and teaching a class with a group of ghost soldiers outside the wooden house, and felt relieved.

He is one step closer to his dream of becoming a billionaire!

Lin Bei turned around and saw the wreaths and sandalwood in the living room, and suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I almost forgot about the real thing. I'm here to spoil my grandpa today!"

After saying that, Lin Bei immediately arranged for several ninjas from the Ghost Corps to place wreaths, paper money, roast chicken and other dishes in the living room.

Later, Lin Bei lit the candle himself and inserted the three lit sandalwood sticks on the incense burner.

Roast chicken, beef and other delicacies are neatly placed on the floor.

A wreath was placed behind the meal and roast chicken, and the wine glasses on both sides of the meal had been filled with rice wine.

Later, Lin Bei slowly burned all the paper money he brought.

The candlelight flickers and the sandalwood incense drifts.

He knelt before the incense burner and kowtowed gently.

No more, no less, just enough to complete three prayers and nine prayers.

When Lin Bei finished his third dunk, he suddenly felt light all over.

His fit with this body seemed to have reached a new level again.

It's even silkier than when I used my original body in my previous life.

In fact, when Lin Bei first traveled through time, his control over this body was very poor, and he often had an obscure feeling when doing some precise and complex movements.

Even after seven days of training, Lin Bei felt that there was still a gap between his soul and this body.

But just now, just after Lin Bei made three bows and nine kowtows to his grandfather.

Lin Bei could feel that this body suddenly accepted him, and his consciousness and body were almost in perfect harmony, an incomparable fit.

And when he makes movements, he won't be the same as before. No matter what he does now, he feels like he is flowing smoothly.

If Lin Bei had a 50-point delay in controlling his body movements before, now Lin Bei's delay is infinitely close to zero!

"Is it your last wish that I fulfilled?" Lin Bei felt the changes in himself, Nan Nan said to himself.

A tear slowly slipped from the corner of Lin Bei's eyes.

Lin Bei knew that he was not sad, what was sad was just Lin Bei's body.

He stood silent for a moment, then strode towards the bedroom.

Then, a burst of yin and yang sounds came from the bedroom.

Yesterday has gone and flowed,

The smoke disappears and the joys and sorrows of the past sigh.

Shedding tears to pay homage to old dreams,

Sail lightly and sail the long river!

(Ding! The host’s behavior conforms to Gojo Satoru’s behavior! Acting index +999!)

Lin Bei has long understood the urine properties of this system.

By the way, the role of Gojo Satoru is really easy to play.

Maybe it's because Lin Bei's character during his lifetime was very out-of-touch and a bit mean.

Maybe it’s because Gojo Satoru is a man who never does OOC no matter what he does.

So Lin Bei plays Gojo Satoru to be able to act so smoothly?

Or is it, both?

After reciting a poem, Lin Bei stretched himself out.

From today on, he is the real owner of this body.

Lin Bei's career as a time traveler has just begun!

"Big Black and Little Black! Help me brush my teeth and wash my face! Remember to wash my socks! Yes, remember to use Red Moon brand laundry detergent. I use Red Moon brand laundry detergent. I use other laundry detergents because my feet are itchy."

(Ding! The host’s behavior is consistent with Gojo Satoru’s behavior! Acting index +10!)

Lin Bei was lying on the bed, smelling the familiar smell on the wooden bed, and looking out the window at the cemetery that had not changed much in more than ten years.

For some reason, his thoughts flew to his electronics factory again.

After I contract the electronics factory, I will no longer be short of money. What will I do then?

By the way, it seems that contracting electronics factories also requires start-up funds?

What should I do with the start-up capital?

And if you want to accommodate one hundred thousand ghost ninjas, it seems that you need a huge space to do it.

No, we can't let all the ninjas of the Ghost Corps go to work.

I have to leave some of it to protect my safety.

Responsible for brushing my teeth, washing my face, rubbing my back, and doing my laundry.

How much should be left? Ten thousand?

no.

Ten thousand seems a bit too much. . .

Five thousand is actually about the same. . . .

By the way, it seems that I just added 999 points of role-playing index? . . . . .

As his thoughts gradually dissipated, Lin Bei finally slowly fell asleep.