Chapter 5 Qiao Yanyu had never met such a shameless person in her entire life. Who could be so... truly...

Qiao Yanyu had never met such a shameless person in her entire life. Who...would actually try to curry favor with someone, especially not physically?!

After Qiao Yanyu spoke, He Zhao stopped wailing and scrambled to her feet. With a slightly fawning smile, she said to Qiao Yanyu, "Sister Qiao, please sit down, let's sit down and talk."

He Zhao was not only a rogue, but also shameless and outgoing. He called her "Sister Qiao" with ease and without the slightest embarrassment.

Qiao Yanyu reached out and pinched her brow; she was genuinely getting a headache from He Zhao. After sitting down, Qiao Yanyu took out a small notebook and pen from her pocket and began to formally question He Zhao.

"Name?"

"He Zhao".

"age?"

"Twenty-three years old, just graduated from university a year ago. But that was before I transmigrated; after transmigrating, I have no educational background whatsoever."

Hearing He Zhao continue to insist on the time-travel premise, Qiao Yanyu remained silent, only noting it down in her notebook. To be honest, what He Zhao said was rather strange; it would be hard for a normal person to believe it. Qiao Yanyu's earlier statement that she believed He Zhao was merely a temporary measure.

But as she continued to ask questions, Qiao Yanyu began to believe that He Zhao might really be an extraterrestrial who had been abducted to this world by the system.

Aside from being a bit shameless when she was clinging to Qiao Yanyu's coattails, He Zhao was very serious when Qiao Yanyu questioned her. She clearly told Qiao Yanyu about the time and place she came to this world, as well as some details.

He even recounted in detail the process of learning to cook white rice in the system space.

She even showed Qiao Yanyu the advanced technology behind her stall cart.

That incredibly large-capacity battery that doesn't need charging, that ingeniously designed layout... It's hard to imagine that a small street vendor's cart also has a built-in dishwasher.

While He Zhao was explaining things to Qiao Yanyu, the system nearly lost its mind from anger. It didn't care that He Zhao was telling Qiao Yanyu about his transmigration; what it cared about was that the high-tech car it had prepared for He Zhao had become a weapon used against it!

Especially that dishwasher!

It never provided its previous hosts with a dishwasher. The hosts used disposable tableware when they were out and about, and had to wash the dishes themselves when they got home! But He Zhao? She pestered and begged the system in the system space, insisting that the system provide her with a dishwasher!

Because she didn't buy disposable tableware.

He Zhao disliked the appearance of disposable tableware.

She searched the market for a long time before finding tableware that satisfied her, though she did get ripped off by the vendors. Because of that, she had no money to buy anything else. She fussed and demanded that the system provide her with a dishwasher, arguing that it was wasteful to only have a rice cooker in such a large food cart, and that since she was using ceramic tableware, she couldn't just throw it away after each use – that would be too wasteful.

Only after He Zhao's shameless behavior did the system finally equip her with a dishwasher.

And then! He was betrayed!

He Zhao, are you even human?!

The system was so angry that it didn't even call the host, directly naming He Zhao by his full name. He Zhao remained silent, only continuing to betray the system.

After noting down the relevant information, Qiao Yanyu continued to ask, "You mean, this stall is specifically set up to feed ghosts, and ghosts actually come to the stall? You've already served about 20 ghosts in the past two days?"

He Zhao nodded: "To be precise, it's not 20. There are some overlaps. The old lady from the first day comes every day. She's already come three times."

"Could you show me the ghost money they use for payment?"

He Zhao was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I don't have any money on hand right now. The system takes it away every day and then converts it into real currency and transfers it to my phone." To prove his point, He Zhao even took out his phone and showed Qiao Yanyu his income.

Qiao Yanyu examined it carefully before letting He Zhao put it away.

When do the guests usually arrive?

"After midnight."

Qiao Yanyu glanced at her watch; there was only half an hour left until midnight. She said, "Then I'll wait with you. Don't worry, I'm an investigator; I have my own methods for dealing with ghosts. You're an ordinary citizen; I'll definitely protect you."

He Zhao nodded, touched. His favorite guest was wonderful; not only was he dashing and heroic, but he was also righteous and awe-inspiring, and he even said he would protect him.

However, Qiao Yanyu wasn't a talkative person, and a silence fell between them. Even when He Zhao tried to start a conversation, Qiao Yanyu only gave brief replies. He Zhao was a little disappointed, but then he thought, Qiao Yanyu is currently at work, and as a public servant, she certainly wouldn't chat too much with others.

So, He Zhao turned on his phone.

Upon hearing the voice message "Welcome back, Summoner," Qiao Yanyu was stunned for a moment: "You're playing games now?"

“Yeah, because it’s boring to just wait.” He Zhao answered Qiao Yanyu without even looking up.

Aside from a simple "Oh," Qiao Yanyu didn't say anything more.

He Zhao played the game for a while, and after midnight, the first customer finally arrived. He Zhao recognized this customer; he had come yesterday as well. He was the male ghost with the unfriendly eyes staring at him and a large hole on his head.

As it approached, Qiao Yanyu, sitting next to He Zhao, sharpened her gaze, staring intently at the customer. The customer sat down in front of He Zhao's stall, and despite the unsettling look in its eyes, it could only utter one word: "Hungry, hungry..."

"A bowl of white rice costs ten yuan. How many bowls do you want?"

"all……"

He Zhao stood up, ready to do business. But the match she was in wasn't over yet. This was He Zhao's promotion match, and she didn't want to AFK or lose directly, so after thinking for a moment, she handed it over to Qiao Yanyu.

"Sister Qiao, please help me make a call."

"?" Qiao Yanyu was stunned. She didn't know whether to stare at the customer in front of her, the phone in her hand, or He Zhao. He Zhao, however, spoke quickly: "Don't worry, it hasn't done anything yet, and it's so hungry right now, it definitely needs to eat first."

"No..." Before Qiao Yanyu could refuse, she saw He Zhao already deftly preparing to serve the rice. Qiao Yanyu took a deep breath, thinking that serving just a bowl of white rice should take very little time. She could only lower her head, hold her phone, and grit her teeth to continue.

What she really meant was that she had absolutely no idea how to play this kind of game. Qiao Yanyu didn't seem like someone who played mobile games, let alone a competitive one like this. Although it was a nationally popular mobile game, Qiao Yanyu genuinely had never played it. However, she still understood what walking or doing was all about.

Qiao Yanyu could only follow her teammates, going wherever they went, and using whatever skills were available.

As expected, when He Zhao took over the game, he found that Qiao Yanyu had successfully led her teammates to a total wipeout. Qiao Yanyu looked at the black and white screen, somewhat embarrassed: "Sorry, I'm not very good at this kind of game."

She readily admitted and apologized because she really doesn't play games much.

He Zhao smiled and said, "It's nothing, I insisted on giving it to you."

After she finished speaking, she continued playing.

Qiao Yanyu withdrew its gaze from He Zhao and looked at the guest opposite it. It sat in its seat, silently eating its rice without uttering a word. Qiao Yanyu could tell from the face of the guest who had almost lost face yesterday how much they loved the white rice; the guest in front of it, with its perfectly intact face, clearly showed its enjoyment of the food.

It seems that this white rice is indeed very delicious for ghosts.

While the customer was eating, Qiao Yanyu took out her phone and compared the data with the bureau's database using keywords. She then began to examine the comparisons. Actually, taking a picture and letting the system compare the data itself would have been faster.

However, Qiao Yanyu was worried that taking pictures of it would alert or even displease it, causing it to act aggressively, so she did not take any pictures directly.

She flipped through the database quickly; Qiao Yanyu was quite skilled at this. In just two or three minutes, she had reviewed all the ghosts in the database that matched the description of "male, with a hole in the head, and aged between 25 and 45." Her conclusion was that the database did not contain this ghost.

In other words, the ghost in front of us had only been formed for a short time and had not yet been recorded by the other investigators.

Qiao Yanyu opened the data editor and recorded the corresponding characteristics. If she had the chance, she would also register a photo for this customer. Although He Zhao said that the other party looked at her as if he wanted to devour her, this male ghost had not yet done anything to harm ordinary people, and since he had just formed, he was not dangerous. The Paranormal Affairs Bureau generally wouldn't deal with this kind of ghost.

Qiao Yanyu's current focus is mainly on that shameless guy who's on the verge of losing face.

Now, He Zhao has been added as well.

Regardless of whether He Zhao is from another world or not, if what she said is true and her stall can really attract a lot of ghost customers, then her role is very significant.

Isn't this just a ready-made ghost trap? It's like those mosquito-killing lamps used in the summer. As long as you put it in the park, it can continuously attract ghosts. These investigators can just sit and wait for the ghosts to come to them.

Which investigator could refuse a mosquito-killing lamp? Qiao Yanyu certainly couldn't.

The ghost in front of them, though seemingly harmless, did look at He Zhao strangely. Crucially, it only looked at He Zhao, showing absolutely no interest in Qiao Yanyu beside it, not even glancing at her.

Something's odd, I'm not sure, I'll keep watching.