After her master's death, the metaphysics genius Lin Xi descends the mountain to set up a stall for fortune-telling, earning money while searching for her fiancé.
"Master, when will m...
In the dark alley, Lin Xi and Fu Jingyao looked at each other, their fingers intertwined.
Butler Liu and Village Chief Li were all smiles, oblivious to the trembling male ghost, creating a wonderful atmosphere.
Lin Xi withdrew her hand. "The matter isn't resolved yet."
Her relationship with Fu Jingyao kept going in strange directions, and things were getting increasingly off.
Lin Xi steadied herself and quickly walked towards the male ghost.
The male ghost clutched his head tightly, trying to minimize his presence.
He asked timidly, "What do you want to do?"
Lin Xi looked down at him and said, "Tell me honestly, why did you trap others?"
The male ghost dared not look up. "Do you really want me to answer honestly?"
Lin Xi retorted, "Are you trying to lie?"
"No, it's not." The male ghost closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and roared out that damned answer.
"I want to conquer the world and become the king of mankind!"
Lin Xi: "..."
She looked up at the sky speechlessly, "Who gave you the courage?"
The male ghost's eyes shone brightly. "My soul has remained here since I died. What does that mean? It means I am the chosen one, destined to be different from ordinary people. Given time, I will surely achieve great things."
"What a pity..." The light in his eyes vanished in an instant, "What a pity I met you..."
"This dream will never come true, but I believe that one day the opportunity will come. When the world is in chaos and heroes rise up, I..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Lin Xi interrupted the pointless fantasy. "There's no such possibility. Give up on that idea."
This male ghost isn't very old, but he's extremely delusional.
The male ghost lowered his head. "Isn't the reason I'm here special?"
Lin Xi said calmly, "The soul of a person who commits suicide remains at the place of death."
"So that's how it is." The male ghost frowned, as images flashed through his mind.
His name is Wu Tao. He is ugly, short, and has sparse hair.
It's so ordinary that you wouldn't notice it in a crowd.
Wu Tao grew up listening to stories about other people's children.
“Look at Old Gao’s son next door. He always gets first place in his grade. Last week he won first prize in the math Olympiad, and this week he won first place in the 1,000-meter race at the sports meet.”
"Other children are not only good at studying, but also obedient and sensible. During holidays, they help their parents sell fish. They are well-rounded in moral, physical, aesthetic and labor education."
"Look at yourself again, what can you do besides playing video games? I feed you well every day and you've turned into a useless person."
“Back then, I would walk two hours along mountain paths to school before dawn, go to class hungry without lunch, and then go home in the afternoon to cut pig feed. No matter how hard the conditions were, I got through it all.”
"Your conditions are so good now. You have air conditioning in the classroom, food when you're hungry, and sleep when you're tired. You don't have to do anything, yet you can't even understand a book. How did I give birth to such a thing?!"
Wu Tao ignored his parents completely, letting the words go in one ear and out the other.
Studying is painful, but playing games makes me happy.
He didn't learn much else at school, but he did learn a little something.
Life is short, so seize the day.
Wu Tao plays games during class, plays games after class, and stays up all night playing games when he gets home.
I ended up scoring 250 points, and didn't even get into a vocational college.
He doesn't care. So many college students spend hundreds of thousands of yuan to study for four years, only to be unable to find a job after graduation and end up staying at home sponging off their parents.
He didn't go to university; instead, he stayed at home and sponged off his parents, saving them over 100,000 yuan.
That's over 100,000 yuan enough to play games for a lifetime. How can this not be considered a smart investment?
Haha, he's a genius.
No matter how much his parents urged him, Wu Tao refused to go out and stayed at home all day.
I eat in my room, I use the toilet in my room, and I even play games in my room.
My day was packed with activities: playing PUBG on the grass in the morning, battling it out in the canyon in the afternoon, and starting Genshin Impact in the evening.
Aside from sleeping and eating, all he does is play games, eighteen hours a day, without a break for a week.
Two weeks later, Wu Tao became delirious, mistaking the air for enemies in the canyon and wildly waving his hands.
"Sixth Brother, take this!"
"Shatter the darkness with thunder! Ahhh!!"
He lost his footing and fell off the balcony, his body smashing to pieces.
After death, the soul remained in this place, attached to an old-fashioned radio.
Wu Tao believed himself to be the chosen one, having obtained a divine artifact and supreme power, and decided to recruit followers to fight against all sides.
After hearing his story, everyone was at a loss for words to express their shock and disbelief.
Wu Tao died unexpectedly, but he deserved it.
Playing games like this, even if you don't fall off the balcony, you'll eventually die suddenly and meet the King of Hell.
Butler Liu asked, "Young Madam, what should we do with this immature teenager?"
"Go where he belongs." Lin Xi casually opened a portal to hell. "Go in obediently."
The Ghost Gate exuded wisps of eerie energy, and strange red spider lilies bloomed on both sides.
Wu Tao shrank back. "Can I not go?"
"I'm very useful. I have extensive combat experience in the game, I'm familiar with all the moves, and it'll make it very easy for me to help you defeat other demons..."
Lin Xi was too lazy to listen to nonsense, so she picked up Wu Tao's head and kicked him into the gates of hell.
"Ahhh! No!!"
The screams vanished instantly, and the Gate of Hell disappeared with them.
Lin Xi took out her phone and skillfully brought up the QR code. "Ghost catching and opening the gates of hell, three thousand in total, who's paying?"
Butler Liu was a little confused when he encountered this kind of thing for the first time, but he quickly reacted and said, "Young Madam, Brother Defu will pay."
Village Chief Li had just taken out his phone when he heard this, so he put it back down. "Little Liu, you're not being fair."
Butler Liu chuckled twice. "The prescription cost me 20,000, so you have to pay this amount. If it weren't for accompanying you shopping, I would already be in the capital. How could I have run into a ghost?"
Village Chief Li rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll pay. You're such a cheapskate."
He transferred three thousand to the master, saying, "Master, thank you."
"You're welcome." Lin Xi waved her hand to dispel the lingering yin energy around her. "I'm leaving."
Butler Liu suddenly stepped forward, "Young Madam, wait, I have something for you."
Lin Xi understood what he meant, "Medicine?"
Butler Liu winked, "There are other things too, anyway..."
He glanced furtively at the man in front of him and whispered, "Young Madam, you mustn't let the young master find out. Open it when you get back. Please remember my words."
Lin Xi was puzzled. There were no outsiders here, so what kind of medicine was being made so mysteriously?
She held out her hand, "Give it to me, I'll take a look."
Butler Liu secretly took out a pink bag.
The next second, a deep male voice came, "Butler Liu, is there anything I can't see?"