34 The Guild of Not Eating Coriander

◎Enter the game lobby◎

The staff working in the funeral home are all staunch materialists. In the past, when Manager Qiao caught her talking to the soul of a dead person, she scolded her severely. Why did she suddenly believe in supernatural events?

Sang Mian: "Manager Qiao, did you see it?"

The person on the other end of the phone gasped, "That day you fell on the floor in the corridor, and there was a dead body lying next to you! Isn't this a ghost haunting you?" He became more and more excited as he spoke, "What's even more coincidental is that the corridor surveillance was broken that day, and it was broken at the exact time when you fainted."

Indeed, this would scare anyone. It is impossible for a weak girl like her to steal a corpse, so they must have thought that the corpse had knocked her unconscious. Isn't this a supernatural event?

Sang Mian asked again: "Where is the body? Has it been cremated?"

Manager Qiao said: "No, we tried to contact his family but were unable to get through."

Sang Mian said, "Manager Qiao, I can go to work today. See you at the funeral home later."

When she hung up the phone, she seemed to hear Manager Qiao's voice saying no. Sang Mian didn't care. The most important thing at the moment was to take care of Lin Buchi's body. Not cremating it was the best news.

It was eight o'clock in the morning when they arrived at the funeral home. The house she rented was very close to the funeral home, less than ten minutes' walk away.

Manager Qiao was standing at the gate with an anxious look on his face. When he saw Sang Mian, he waved at her.

Sang Mian looked at Manager Qiao. He had lost a lot of weight in half a month. His originally chubby cheeks were visibly sunken, and his healthy skin looked dull, as if he had suffered a major blow in the past half month.

Is it because there are too many customers and I am too busy?

Manager Qiao walked around Sang Mian nervously, "Is the ghost with you? Or is it in the funeral home?"

Sang Mian looked past Manager Qiao and said sincerely, "There is a ghost, and he is behind you."

Manager Qiao was so frightened that he immediately screamed and rushed into the house frantically.

Sang Mian was confused. Isn't it normal for a funeral home to have ghosts? After all, corpses are sent there every day, and their souls also follow them to the funeral home.

Just behind Manager Qiao was a white-haired old man who looked very friendly.

After the man and the ghost said good morning to each other, Sang Mian went to Manager Qiao's office.

Manager Qiao still looked overly frightened, so Sang Mian poured him a glass of water and kindly reminded him, "Don't be afraid, there are no ghosts here."

Manager Qiao held the warm cup of water and looked around vigilantly. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He asked, "Do you remember the male corpse named Lin Buchi?"

Sang Mian: “I remember.” And I remember him quite well.

Manager Qiao took a sip of water and said, "I used to think you were crazy when I saw you talking to yourself. But you can actually see things that we can't, right?"

Sang Mian nodded, and the supervisor seemed to have become smarter.

"I was right." Manager Qiao lowered his voice and asked, "Did you encounter a supernatural event that day? Was it a male corpse that attacked you?"

There was no way to explain this. He couldn't tell anyone about the weird game, so Sang Mian decided not to say anything.

Manager Qiao said to himself, "This kind of thing must never happen again. Let's deal with the body first, and when his family comes, we can give them the ashes directly."

Sang Mian: “No!”

Manager Qiao looked at her puzzledly: "Why?"

Sang Mian struggled for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason. Could it be that the corpse could be resurrected? That would scare Manager Qiao to death.

After thinking about it, Sang Mian made up her mind. She pretended to be shy and said, "Actually... Lin Buchi is my boyfriend." She turned her head and looked at the empty floor next to her: "Oh, I know you can't bear to leave me."

Manager Qiao almost had a heart attack: "Didn't you say there are no ghosts here?"

Sang Mian said seriously: "You don't understand this, ghosts can pass through walls. He just arrived."

Manager Qiao huddled in his chair, shivering. His unshaved beard made him look even more untidy. He looked awkwardly at the empty space next to him: "Why did your boyfriend attack you?"

"How can you say it's an attack!" Sang Mian corrected, "She just wanted to meet me in my dream."

Manager Qiao asked in a low voice: "Will he pose any threat to our funeral home?" Regardless of whether there was a ghost or not, he felt uneasy knowing there was a ghost around him.

Sang Mian propped her chin up in distress: "Originally, he didn't, but he was very unhappy when he heard that you wanted to cremate him." After saying that, she turned her head and looked at the air beside her: "Baby~ Don't be angry, Manager Qiao didn't mean it, you shouldn't chat with him at night."

Manager Qiao felt his back was soaked with sweat: "He will come to see me again tonight!"

Sang Mian spread his hands and said, "He said that it is very rude to deal with other people's bodies casually, so he plans to talk to you in the evening, just like he talked to me last time."

“Don’t!” Manager Qiao was so scared that he almost wet his pants. He clasped his hands together and begged, “I won’t cremate him! Xiao Sang, please talk to him for me. Don’t come to me at night! My wife and children are at home. I really can’t stand the shock.” Then he shouted at the air next to Sang Mian, “Brother! I was wrong for what I said just now! Don’t worry, I will never touch you without your family’s consent!”

The goal has been achieved, Sang Mian said with satisfaction: "Since you are so sincere, he said he won't look for you at night!"

Manager Qiao was very happy to hear this. He stood up and bowed three times to the air: "Thank you for your kindness! Our funeral home will definitely preserve your body well!"

Ever since the fake corpse incident, Sang Mian found that everyone in the funeral home had a different attitude towards her. Not only did Manager Qiao not hold her accountable for her half-month absence, he even offered her a subsidy.

This good news made Sang Mian happy for a long time. After all, she had to make a living. Although she was a rich woman in the underworld, she was still a worker in the real world.

She went to see Lin Buchi's body. Manager Qiao had placed his body in a crystal coffin and froze it. The body was well preserved and looked like it was asleep from a distance.

*

After finishing a day's work, Sang Mian went to bed early. At 12 o'clock in the evening, an alarm clock rang in his head.

【Please select whether to enter the game lobby】

She was not awakened by the ringing of the phone, but entered a strange state, as if in a dream, and the game panel floated in front of her eyes, a virtual, huge blue frame.

Sang Mian clicked the enter button with his finger.

The scene around her changed instantly, and she appeared in a not-so-large conference room. There was no palpitation of being awakened by the shock, and everything seemed so natural. Sang Mian felt that the weird game did a very good job in this aspect, and it completely resolved her morning bad mood.

[Rewards for the third strange hospital in the dungeon are being distributed...]

[500 million ghost coins and 2 points of ghost energy have been issued, players can check it by themselves]

She clicked on the personal attributes interface.

[Name: Sang Mian]

[Code: 080369]

[Strangeness: 44/44 (Note: 0 death, please do not let your human identity be discovered)]

[Identity and skills: Trader (adhering to the principle of equal exchange to exchange everything you want)]

[Ghost money: The exact amount cannot be estimated (about the amount that can buy several buildings)]

In the assets column, the logos of Spark Entertainment and the Third Weird Hospital were shining, but the amount of ghost money was still a long string of zeros.

Too many to count! Too many to count!

After calming down her excited mood, Sang Mian looked around the conference room. The system just told her that this was the guild venue she had bought.

"It's so small." She muttered. Such a tiny place actually asked her for 300 trillion ghost money. Isn't this a rip-off?

She was about to argue with the system angrily, but at this moment the door of the conference room was opened. When Xia Qing saw the people inside, she covered her mouth and screamed.

“President!”

Sang Mian looked and saw that this was the vice president she had appointed, Xia Qing.

Xia Qing trotted over to Sang Mian, his tone full of excitement: "President, you are finally back! Our guild members have been waiting for you!"

Sang Mian was very unhappy. She asked directly, "I spent 300 trillion to rent a piece of land. Is this the size?"

Xia Qing pulled her out and said, "Of course not, our guild is huge!"

After walking out of the conference room, Sang Mian saw a large flat with sofas, coffee tables and even a tea room. In the middle of the hall, there was an extra-large red round table.

She looked around and saw an LED screen on the left wall, which displayed numbers in red font.

"The code on this screen is the guild member ranking list, sorted by the Guild Qi value." Xia Qing pointed to the three small screens on the right, "These three represent the members who are currently in the game. The basic structure is the same as the player lobby on the first floor. The LED screen in the player lobby displays the data of all players, and our LED screen only displays the guild members."

Sang Mian nodded and asked, "Why isn't there any code name on the small screen?"

Xia Qing was stunned: "No one in our guild wants to go to the dungeon."

Sang Mian looked at the few members on the big screen. Indeed, there were only a few people in the guild now.

Xia Qing looked at Sang Mian with admiration and praised him, "President, your Wei Qi value has increased again. That's amazing!"

Sang Mian was admiring the venue he had rented, completely unaware of the chaos that had occurred in other guilds.

"Look! The third weird hospital instance is over!"

I don't know which player shouted in the lobby.

"It's really strange that so many people survived in the copy of the third weird hospital."

"There must be a big boss here. This dungeon is not easy. Last time, my friend entered this dungeon, and only two of them survived."

"Tsk tsk, I heard this is a real rip-off. Not only do doctors have to deal with patients, but they also have to deal with infectious diseases. It's not easy for nine people to survive."

"Isn't that 080369? Why is she in this copy too?"

"That's not right. Didn't she just come out of the novice copy? How did she suddenly run to the third weird hospital?!"

"Do you think everyone is as lazy as you? Can't they just play dungeons?"

The news soon reached the ears of the three major guilds. In the meeting room of the Eternal Night Cult, Che Yingnan handed the information of the third strange hospital to the man in front of him with a gloomy face.

The man pushed up his frameless glasses and said, "So she went to the dungeon. No wonder I haven't seen her in the past few days."

Che Yingnan said coldly: "Now that she's back, we have a chance to deal with her."

"No need, the president has confirmed that she is not the original 080369." The man's fingertips pressed on the code: "We should recruit such a strong newcomer. The Eternal Night Cult has not had strong blood for a long time."