"Damn it!" the ghost doll roared.

His body suddenly leaped out of the screen, his ghostly aura surging forth like malevolent magma from deep underground, roaring and surging.

Ghostly energy, two clusters of ghostly energy, twenty clusters of ghostly energy!

Evil spirits, so many evil spirits, so much evil spirits!

"Hiss! Such powerful demonic energy! It's stronger than mine! It's fighting a monster above its level again!" Fang Zong was startled. Wait, why did it say 'again'?

Before his mind could process what was happening, he reflexively burst into laughter, grabbed the ghost child's shoulder, pulled him close, and grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.

The ghost child ignored him, channeling his evil energy into the longsword and slashing at him from above.

"To answer your question about how you'll die, I'll say your head will be ripped open with a butcher's knife! I'll scoop out your brain, smear it evenly, and weigh your brain matter!"

The demon child's face was contorted with malice.

Then... "Clang~~~~"

The butcher knife broke, leaving it completely bewildered.

Fang Zong also covered his forehead with one hand in pain, and through his fingers, a hysterical look of pain mixed with crazy joy could be seen!

"Dingdang, congratulations to the Summoner for being attacked by the All-Night Sudden Death Ghost. Mental Fitness +5!"

"Double kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for having a lucky streak! You've gotten the skill book Computer Mastery (Green) +1!"

I was attacked once, but I managed to touch it twice.

One of the times, it wasn't even a method or an ability, but rather an unprecedented boost to mental robustness, which directly increased by 5!

In an instant, Fang Zong felt that he had gained a certain understanding of computers, even comparable to his classmates in the computer science department at Little University.

Although his head was concussed, aching, and dazed, a sudden surge of clarity flooded his mind, making him feel that he could maintain peak energy for eighty hours straight!

"Kid, you're playing this game wrong!"

Fang Zong grinned maliciously, grabbed the ghost child's head, and pressed the ghost child to the ground.

"Huh?" The ghost child remained completely bewildered.

Fang Zong sneered: "Come, come, let me teach you the proper way to play as an underage ghost."