1 The Puppet Trainee 1
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"Dear trainees, congratulations on passing the retest and officially becoming Weird Puppet trainees!"
Sang Mian looked at the scene in front of him in extreme confusion, muttering to himself: "This must be an illusion."
The last second she had just opened the door and left the studio. Outside should have been the gloomy corridor of the funeral home, but now it has turned into a hall crowded with people. If she saw correctly, there was a huge poster hanging on the stage in the front of the hall with four words printed on it: Qinggui has you.
She turned around, the studio door disappeared, and behind her appeared a lady with black hair... down to her waist. If her hair didn't cover her face, she might have been called a beauty.
Sang Mian instantly got goose bumps all over his body. This was too weird. No normal person would be like this.
"Ms. Sadako, you failed the retest. Please leave immediately."
A pale-faced man in black overalls came up to the lady and gave her a stern warning: "If you don't get out and disrupt order, I'll call security!"
The lady called Sadako raised her head and looked at the man.
Although Sang Mian doubted very much whether she could "see" it.
"I have other talents to perform, please give me another chance!" Miss Sadako pleaded.
"Ms. Sadako, please don't embarrass me. If you were a security guard, you wouldn't be so polite!"
Sadako laughed sinisterly, her hair began to grow, gradually crawling to the man's feet. She rushed forward, grabbed the man's neck and yelled: "Why don't you give me a chance! Why don't you give me a chance!! Do you know how much I want to participate in the talent show!!"
The man remained calm even though his neck was being strangled, "Security! Security!"
In an instant, several security guards rushed to the scene and quickly pulled Sadako back, breaking her long hair. Her heart-wrenching screams were heard in the venue. A red liquid came from nowhere and dyed the ground red, as if it had flowed out from her broken hair.
Afterwards, the security guard dragged Sadako away from the scene as if she were a corpse.
“What are you looking at! Don’t think that you have a chance to debut just because you are good-looking. Instead of watching the fun here, you should think about how to train next!” The man in black work clothes scolded Sang Mian who was standing next to him, then twisted his waist and squeezed into the crowd.
It doesn’t matter that I was an innocent fish in the pond. What matters is that Sang Mian can see that Miss Sadako and the male staff are not human beings!
Wait, what did he just say? Trainee? Sang Mian was lost in memory.
An hour ago, the funeral home pushed a corpse in for her to do facial restoration. The corpse was a male with a stunning face. The facial lines were clean and sharp, and a small bone protrusion on the high nose bridge gave him a tough feeling.
Having been a mortician for such a long time, I have to say that this corpse is in really good condition in all aspects.
But there was one thing that was very wrong: the male corpse had no soul.
For seven days after a person's death, the ghost will follow the body closely until the seventh night when the soul returns. The ghost will take one last look at the family members and then disappear completely.
Don’t ask her why she knows this, because the poor girl has a yin-yang eye.
It was really strange, but she didn't think too much about it. It was also good this way, without any annoying ghosts talking next to her.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, in the silent morgue, there was a sound of something falling to the ground. The sound was very small, but it was too loud in this environment.
Sang Mian paused and looked back at the source of the sound. Unfortunately, she didn't find the item.
"What a devil." she muttered.
She didn't find the thing, but something in the man's pocket caught her attention. It was a black card with a golden glow.
“Why didn’t I see it just now?” Sang Mian muttered to himself as he pulled out the card.
[Strange Invitation]
The five words on the card were particularly clear. She was shocked that the male corpse was actually a player of the weird game.
[Name: Lin Buchi]
[Code: 080369]
[Strangeness: 60/60 (Note: 0 death, please do not let your human identity be discovered)]
[Identity Skill: Prophet (I heard you are an open-eyed player?)]
Lin Buchi was the name of the male corpse. Sang Mian glanced at the male corpse. The light flashed for a moment, disturbing her vision. She held her breath... Did the male corpse just smile?
"How is this possible? He's already dead." Sang Mian muttered softly, then moved closer to the corpse's face and looked at it carefully.
A chill suddenly filled the air. Sang Mian was about to put away the invitation. When he looked up again, the corpse lying on the bed actually sat up by itself.
Resurrected?! Sang Mian cursed inwardly, he had seen too many ghosts, and other strange things had come to him.
Sang Mian had seen all kinds of things and had encountered a lot of supernatural events. Although this was the first time she had encountered a zombie, it was actually nothing compared to a ghost. However, in order to show her respect for the supernatural events, she pretended to be scared and started screaming.
The male corpse blinked, as if he had been disturbed. He slowly raised his hand and reached out to Sang Mian.
Sang Mian watched his movements, her mind spinning rapidly, the unique coldness of the corpse was about to touch her skin, was he trying to strangle her neck so that she couldn't make a sound? Or... take over her body!
“Bang!”
So she decided to take the initiative and slapped the male corpse in the face.
The male corpse looked shocked. He finally spoke: "Huh? Why did you hit me?"
Sang Mian said innocently: "Then why did you reach out? I thought you wanted to hurt me."
The male corpse moved his mouth and was about to explain something.
Sang Mian raised her hand to interrupt him, straightened the collar of her work clothes, picked up her belongings and prepared to leave. Before turning around, she said meaningfully: "No matter who you are, don't stay in a world that doesn't belong to you."
The rejection reaction is the human world's way of protecting itself. The dead are only allowed to stay in the human world for seven days. Of course, they are absolutely not allowed to harm the living during these seven days. This is also the reason why she has been able to see unclean things since she was a child, but she is still alive today.
The light broke down completely with a final "click".
The only light in the morgue came from a fluorescent device attached to the wall. Sang Mian had installed it herself in case the light broke. Unfortunately, the current situation seemed more difficult than she had expected.
"I'm leaving." Sang Mian pursed her lips. Didn't she like this dark environment? "Oh, by the way, don't run around everywhere. Throwing corpses in the human world is a very bad behavior.
The male corpse opened his mouth to say something, but Sang Mian interrupted him again: "Don't make any noise, the man on night watch is very timid."
After I finished explaining, there was a knock on the door.
"Dong Dong"
"Dong Dong"
There was a rhythmic knocking sound coming from the room. Sang Mian even suspected that he had misheard it, maybe it was a colleague, so he went to open the door in the dark.
Before she reached the door, it opened a little bit automatically.
“Sizzle——”
Several times louder and harsher than a knock on the door.
No, Sang Mian was stunned. She couldn’t remember whether she had locked the door or not.
If not, then the colleague can just come in directly. If the door is locked, the colleague cannot open it at all.
But the important thing is that her professional ethics will not allow her to forget.
Another fucking supernatural event? Did she disturb the nest of supernatural events today?
The next second, the male corpse suddenly jumped off the bed, pulled her and pushed open the door of the morgue.
As if guiding herself, a red light flashed before her eyes, and she arrived here, but the male corpse disappeared.
Sang Mian put away her memories and looked around. Could this be the weird game that the ghosts mentioned before? She took out the invitation from her pocket.
[The weird game was successfully activated]
[Congratulations to the player for successfully logging into the weird game]
[Name: Sang Mian]
[Code: 080369]
[Strangeness: 60/60 (Note: 0 death, please do not let your human identity be discovered)]
[Identity Skill: Prophet (I heard you are an open-eyed player?)]
The name on the back of the card changed from Lin Buchi to Sang Mian.
Wait, this is such a familiar formula, and the values haven’t changed at all from before. The invitation letter only changed Lin Buchi’s name to hers. Sang Mian pondered and suddenly smiled. It was getting more and more interesting. She loved playing games with her ghost friends the most.
[The strangeness value is being recalculated...]
[Identity skills are being recalculated...]
The values on the panel beeped in response. Sang Mian clicked on it and saw that the strangeness value and identity card had turned into a mess of gibberish. What the hell was this?
[Because the player is detected as a novice, the Gui Qi value is reduced to 10/10 of the novice status, and the identity skill is cancelled]
Sang Mian: “?” The difference brought by the identity and skills disappeared instantly, and Sang Mian’s face immediately darkened. She silently protested to the system in her heart: Why should the inheritance I inherited with my own ability be cancelled? This is blatant robbery! I protest! I want to complain to you!
The panel seemed to know that its actions were not very fair, and the values turned into garbled characters again.
Indeed, his values are all inherited from the estate, unlike other newcomers, so it seems inappropriate to reset them to zero. The panel thought for a long time and decided to give some compensation.
[The Weirdness value is readjusted to 20/20]
[Congratulations to the player for reaching the level of Necromancer! ]
Although it is not as good as before, it is much better than being reset to zero. Sang Mian still wanted to discuss it with the panel, but the panel never responded again.
After the panel prompt, Sang Mian found that the invitation letter in his hand had turned into a black mobile phone at some point.
[Infernal World Contact Tool: Special Gift for Weird Game! ]
[The novice copy Weird Puppet Trainee is officially loaded... The player Sang Mian has successfully passed the preliminary selection and entered the training camp. This is a girl group audition. There are a total of 100 trainees, and only 10 debut positions. The player's false identity is a weird undead, and the real identity is a human. Please hide your human identity.]
[Main Quest: Hide your human identity and make a successful debut]
[Task Reward: 100 million ghost coins, 2 points of strange energy]
【Mission failed: death】
The Underworld is where ghosts go after leaving the world. Sang Mian had heard about it from a ghost. She looked at her phone with interest. Does this mean that she can add a contact with Weird? The most common thing in the game introduction is to hide her human identity, so her current appearance is Weird.
Sang Mian immediately clasped his hands together and said, "Thank God."
She finally came to the weird game, although the process was rather strange.
"Why don't you go get in line?"
Sang Mian was just about to turn on his cell phone when a female ghost in a short skirt appeared beside him.
"I'm asking you a question! Have your ears been eaten by starving ghosts?"
The female ghost in the short skirt had a bright red ID card hanging on her chest. The woman in the photo had short hair that reached her ears, a strange and unique pale face, sunken cheeks, and bluish-gray eye sockets. Below the photo was written Trainee No. 98.
As soon as the female monster came, the panel indicated that her level was undead, and her weirdness value was 13 points. There was also a faint black aura lingering around her. In fact, it was not just No. 98. Sang Mian glanced around and found that most of the monsters present had that black aura around them.
No. 98 stared sinisterly at Sang Mian with plump cheeks. She had heard a long time ago that there were many humans among this batch of trainees. She had been observing this woman for a long time. She had delicate skin, smooth skin, and no stitches on the exposed skin. She was most likely a human. Hehe, if she scared the timid human, the evil spirit would disappear. Then she would have a good meal when she revealed her true face!
Her greedy eyes fell on Sang Mian's eyes: Does this ghost sister have poor eyesight? Judging from her face, she probably didn't undergo any posthumous restoration or tidying up. The skin on her face was loose, and even such thick powder couldn't cover her corpse spots.
Wow, the threshold for becoming a trainee in the ghost world is really low.
"There are too many ghosts. I can't squeeze in." Sang Mian sighed helplessly. The girl's collagen-filled face was full of vitality.
No. 98 saw that Sang Mian had no reaction, and then she smiled grimly, revealing her white teeth and rotten tissue in her mouth. She tore off a piece of scalp from her head, took out a comb and combed it slowly. She didn't believe that Sang Mian had no reaction! After all, no human had ever seen such a scene, and they would be scared to death on the spot!
Indeed, a normal human being would be frightened, but who is Sang Mian? As an undertaker, she has seen all kinds of corpses. She remembers that once a corpse was hit by a truck and the skull was wrapped in cloth. She put it together piece by piece like a puzzle. The ghost of the corpse stood next to her, bloody, much scarier than No. 98 in front of her.
Being an undertaker is actually a magical thing. The appearance of a corpse represents the appearance of its soul. So after Sang Mian restored the body, the ghost also turned into its restored appearance. The scene was so grateful that Sang Mian clearly remembered him saying, "If it weren't for your miraculous hand, I would not be able to face being a ghost in the underworld!"
No. 98: "Huh? This isn't right? Why didn't you react?!"
Sang Mian smiled kindly: "What's your reaction? Do you need me to hold your hair for you?"
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