What does it feel like when the worlds overlap?

It's fear!

It was a bright blue sports car, and the car overlapped with Fang Zong's old-fashioned car, creating the feeling that space and the world were overlapping.

Laura was completely horrified; she felt...terrified! It was too much!

If it were a head-on collision, with a loud bang, life and death would be left to fate, that would be fine. But the other vehicle passed through the old car, through Fang Zong's body, and through his own body. The pale blue light was like a phantom, and the whole world seemed like a lost butterfly!

A hearse, no, it's a funeral car!

"A ghost!!!" Laura screamed, clutching her head, and even threw her phone away.

Fang Zong also felt excruciating pain all over his body. It felt like his chest had been hit by something, his ribs felt broken, his sternum felt shattered, and his heart felt crushed. His muscles trembled from the pain, his mind went blank, and everything went black before his eyes.

"Dingdang, you have been attacked by the speeding ghost and have gained +1 ghost energy."

Shrimp?

Fang Zong was stunned.

Moreover, with the sound of Ninth Sister's voice, the excruciating pain in Fang Zong's body vanished instantly.

It definitely won't hurt anymore, it's not a real car!

It's a ghost train!

A ghost car? Then it's not alive.

As long as it's not alive, any attack is just like letting it touch you; it won't do any damage whatsoever!

Fang Zong looked up, grinned, revealing a set of small white teeth, and just then saw the hearse screeching to a halt. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lurched forward—the hearse drifted!

After a big drift, it caught up and crashed into me!

Reverse the car and keep crashing!

"doublekill, you have been attacked by the speeding ghost, and your ghost energy has increased by 1."

"Triblekill, you have been attacked by a speed demon, but you've been incredibly lucky and found a paper tire!"

Fang Zong: ...Did he have a stroke of good luck?

You're messing with me!

I had a crumpled paper tire in my hand, about the size of a fist, and when I squeezed it... it flattened.

Is this a stroke of incredible luck?!

Even more bewildered was the speeding ghost. Fang Zong could see the young man with a strong punk style in the sports car, his eyes wide and mouth agape. The young man stretched his neck like a giraffe and looked down at the hearse's tires exploding. His whole body, no, his whole ghost, seemed to swell up as if it were being inflated.

Then... Boom! He exploded.

Life is like a summer flower, death is like a firework.

Absolutely stunning!

The old car stopped abruptly. Fang Zong said, "...I haven't gone on a killing spree yet."

Ninth Sister replied very seriously: "Touching three times is considered a massacre, you haven't gone berserk yet. Your skills are lacking, and your character is questionable."

Fang Zong: ...

Your four-character idiom is correct, but... is that what I meant?

The hearse was filled with a dense ghostly aura, far stronger than that of the Skinning Ghost. Logically, he could have been allowed to touch it several more times, but he only touched it three times before the hearse exploded, exploded, exploded...

Give me back my ghostly aura!

Yin gives rise to Yang; three clusters of ghostly energy can combine to form a cluster of Yang energy, which can temper the body, making it stronger, more powerful, and more resilient from the root. (And then there's the golden spear... cough cough.)

However, Fang Zong is a living person and cannot store ghost energy. If he only obtains two wisps of ghost energy, the ghost energy will naturally dissipate in less than half an hour.

So... he got hit for nothing?

No, it's not that the hearse drifted for nothing?

That's not good, their drifting was so beautiful...

Ninth Sister gloated: "Equipment, treasures, skills, and even trashy ghost energy—don't underestimate me! I can pull out anything, including the natal artifacts of ghosts. You pulled out the racing ghost's natal artifact and even crushed it! No wonder the racing ghost is dead!"

Fang Zong blinked: "Why don't you just crush it?"

Ninth Sister: "...Hehe."

As they were talking, Fang Zong's neck was suddenly grabbed. He looked down and saw that it was indeed Laura, who was smacking her lips and kissing his face.

"You're amazing!"

"Aren't you a hero?"

"Aren't you afraid of ghosts!"

Laura was incredibly excited, jumping up and down while hugging Fang Zong's neck. Fang Zong looked at Laura seriously, moved his lips away, smiled, and put his finger to his lips:

Shh, it's a secret.

"Okay! I understand!"

Laura seemed to understand everything. She blinked and beamed, "I know, heroes don't like others knowing they're heroes, right? I won't tell anyone, as long as you let me follow you! I love heroes the most!"

Laura straddled Fang Zong, her head tilted back, her big eyes sparkling like stars—she was incredibly cute.

Wriggle, wriggle~~~

Fang Zong suddenly frowned and said, "Get out of here."

"Okay." Laura obediently let go, sat down beside her, fastened her seatbelt, and folded her hands together, being absolutely well-behaved.

Fang Zong pointed outside: "I mean, get off the bus."

Laura got out of the car obediently, smiling broadly, very well-behaved.

Then she realized that the old car was gone, gone, gone... gone?

You asked me to get off the bus because you wanted to get rid of me, not because you wanted to find a place for a deep and thorough exchange of bodily fluids.

"Fang! You're not a man!" The old car sped away, leaving Laura standing by the roadside, shivering in the biting wind.

Suddenly, the trembling stopped, its eyes turned a deep, eerie green, and it let out a soft hum.

They hadn't gone far when Ninth Sister floated out from Fang Zong's forehead: "She really left? She might be the ghost doll Laura."

Fang Zong said calmly, "She said her name is Laura. She thought I thought she wasn't Laura, but she's probably Laura. She sent a speed demon to test me while she watched from the sidelines. She wants to know herself and her enemy to win every battle. She's just playing me for a fool."

Ninth Sister was a little dizzy from all the confusion, and a few stars popped into her eyes: "So you're still letting her go?"

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