After receiving the money, Mingmei's gaze lingered on Loujia for a moment, and for a split second she couldn't help but shift her body back at an almost imperceptible angle.

【What the heck?! What happened?!】

Startled by the hurried shouts from backstage, Gui Gui asked, "What? What happened?"

Mingmei: [Why haven't I received any credits from this player who bought my lunchbox?!]

Gui Gui: [No way? What's going on?]

Mingmei: [How would I know if you don't know?!]

The two, one human and one AI, were secretly discussing Lou Jia, while Ming Mei's gaze remained fixed on him. Lou Jia accepted the lunchbox but did not touch it for a long time.

Finally, under the bright yet puzzled gaze of Mingmei, the other party took out a Ugly Yuan note from his pocket.

Mingmei: [Case solved! This guy doesn't seem to be human!]

Gui Gui: […Host, calm down, don't be afraid, you're not human anyway.]

Mingmei: [??? How can we even be compared? Whether I'm human or not doesn't matter, but he's definitely not!]

Gui Gui: [Host, this whole mess of you is confusing me.]

Keep pretending.

Mingmei temporarily ignored Guigui's feigned ignorance, took the Chou Yuan handed to her by Lou Jia, nodded slightly to him, and then said to Guigui, "This is probably not that player!"

Oh my god!

Regardless of Gui Gui's surprise, Ming Mei quickly returned to normal and continued to promote the boxed lunches to the players below. Among them, Ming Mei really promoted the sardine tomato sauce boxed lunch for those with the ability to see ghosts.

Whether or not someone with the ability to see spirits can see evil spirits possessing them is unknown, but surely they can see other things, right?

However, despite Mingmei's vigorous promotion, only Yuan Fang, who played the priest, and Zhen Po, the police officer, ultimately bought the tomato sardine bento box.

After that, besides Lou Jia, who may no longer be human, who left a deep impression on Mingmei, Zhen Hu, who was a twin but had different identities, was also worth Mingmei's attention.

Zhen Hu's bald head, Buddhist beads, and his Southeast Asian-style monk attire are quite indescribable.

Mingmei herself was unaware of her own feelings upon seeing this.

The other person's bare shoulders were partially exposed, revealing bulging muscles in their arms and shoulders. Their facial expression didn't seem very friendly either, which made Mingmei look away after staring at them for two seconds.

Don't say it, because I'm a little scared.

Mingmei's impression of monks, or Buddhist practitioners, is that of someone refined, handsome, and always compassionate.

Unfortunately, Zhen Hu is completely unrelated in this respect.

The way they walked around with that fierce, intimidating aura made it seem like they were about to stand in front of you and say, "If you don't convert to Buddhism, this humble monk will kill you on the spot."

Besides her appearance, what's more, there's an incense table on the table next to Zhen Hu, with a pair of "little golden boys" placed behind it, making Mingmei even more terrified.

Bright eyes swept back and forth between Lou Jia and Zhen Hu, and she began to ponder whether Lou Jia was more terrifying, or whether Zhen Hu, who worshipped the "Little Golden Boy," was more terrifying.

While pondering, Mingmei drifted off and secretly marveled at how impressive the apartment building owner was.

Taoist priests, priests, Southeast Asian monks, spiritual mediums—it's like they've invited every kind of exorcist from both the East and the West!

The worst part is that there's a policeman standing there.

Is this a plan to resort to science and physics, or a display of righteous indignation, when metaphysical methods fail to deliver the deceased?

Considering the current situation, not only has a strange thing appeared among the players, but the players themselves don't seem to be anything of the ordinary world. Mingmei doesn't plan to stay any longer. She's already bought enough lunch boxes, so it's time for her to go home today.

Just as Mingmei had started packing, suddenly, with a "dong," the grandfather clock hanging on the wall rang.

It's seven o'clock.

Mingmei looked out the window at the night, which was as dark as ink. Apart from the blurry faces of everyone inside the room reflected in the glass, she could not see anything else, especially outside.

Mingmei immediately sensed something was wrong.

"Holy crap, when did this spoon start moving?!" Lu Xiaoyao suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the changes that had occurred to her equipment without her noticing.

"That's a compass..."

Mingmei looked at Lu Xiaoyao, who didn't even understand the props she was using for her role, and kindly reminded her, "With your identity, the compass in your hand, besides pointing the way, should also be able to predict good or bad fortune, right?"

"Huh? Really?" Upon hearing Mingmei's words, Lu Xiaoyao looked at the compass again, her eyes filled with excitement, and asked, "Then... is this also a very powerful ghost-catching magic weapon?"

Others present: ...

Are you kidding me, player? If you don't know, who are you asking?

A group of viewers in the live stream:

I thought my little one had gotten smarter by buying lunchboxes at the start of the game...

[You're overthinking it. It's normal for my kid not to buy takeout; buying it is just pure luck. Did you guys see the saleswoman's eyes? I bet she's about to roll her eyes. I've already predicted it!]

Mingmei, who was about to roll her eyes at this comment, forced herself to hold back.

Very good, I saw your prediction!

"Alright, since it's getting late, I should head back." Mingmei glanced at the compass that she didn't know whether it could actually predict fortune or misfortune, but it was already quite obvious that the magnetic field here had changed.

Mingmei's desire to leave work early and run away has now been completely exposed.

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