Yu, a member of the Ghost Shadows, sacrificed her body to feed on souls, transforming herself from a yang being into a yin being, exchanging her yang lifespan for a yin lifespan, and becoming a ghost. After becoming a ghost, she gains double attribute points, ignores regular damage, and possesses the ability to bewitch people.
This data was given to Lin Feng by Yu himself.
"Demonic power, a kind of magic-like ability, can cause pain and corrosion to ghosts. My contracted ghost, Hongling Gui, can grant me some attribute enhancements by possessing me."
Lin Feng quickly introduced himself, mentioning abilities he had previously used in front of the other party.
To show his sincerity, after finishing his sentence, Lin Feng added, "There are also some standard props to deal with different kinds of enemies, such as mechanical, supernatural, bizarre, and martial arts enemies."
Yu's eyes lit up. She remembered Lin Feng's big cabinet. She had been full of curiosity when she saw it before, and now she really wanted to come over and empty out everything inside to search through it carefully.
"We only have one chance, especially before we know nothing about the other side's strength."
However, Yu's interest had shifted to Lin Feng. Her eyes looked around and finally settled on Lin Feng's waist. Clearly, she saw the game skill bar and guessed that this was the space equipment that contained that big cabinet.
Lin Feng took out the large cabinet.
The simplest weapon to deal with humans is firearms, but this is modern society, not ancient times. Moreover, mastering such weapons is not just about pulling the trigger; there are many mysterious and profound things involved, such as a "feel" for the gun. The world seen by geniuses is not something that can be grasped and immediately understood.
But if things really develop in this direction, Lin Feng already had a concept in mind: instead of training himself, it would be better to train an artificial intelligence assistant.
For example, basic firearms knowledge, which is similar in price to basic track and field knowledge, requires time for Lin Feng's body to adapt and train, while artificial intelligence can immediately achieve a qualitative leap.
Secondly, participants all have means of survival, and firearms lose their effectiveness once they lose the initiative.
But the advantage of firearms still existed; he had two submachine guns in his cabinet, which Louis had casually gifted to him, just like the copper coin sword.
If he were to use firearms in the city, he would have to be able to finish the job within three or four minutes, otherwise he would be surrounded and killed like Ye Qidong. Therefore, he preferred quieter methods, such as the javelin, which is an ancient "missile," a spear, and a javelin, all of which are covered in the basics of track and field.
After taking a bag of javelins out of the cabinet, Yu climbed up to the side of his large cabinet and poked his head in to look around like a curious child.
Perhaps because the jade's appearance was indeed youthful, Lin Feng didn't find it strange.
Carrying the javelin outside, Lin Feng felt its weight and silently familiarized himself with it.
His target was a large tree not far away, about ten meters away.
When he felt it was about time, Lin Feng threw the first target, and the javelin landed perfectly in the ground. Then the second target grazed the bark, the third target, the fourth target... until the seventh target, when the javelin finally stuck into the tree trunk.
He quickly threw out the remaining ones, and after a few loud thuds, Lin Feng's touch finally returned.
He then used a spirit summoning technique, which empowered him, allowing him to plant the second bag of javelins in the middle of the tree trunk, almost piercing through it.
This is a power that conventional bullets absolutely do not possess.
Lin Feng approached to inspect the tree and found that the trunk had been split open by javelins. Three javelins had torn the opening in the trunk from top to bottom, and the last javelin was only a few millimeters away from penetrating the tree.
At this moment, Yu came out, saw the crack in the tree trunk, and stretched out her hand to compare it with her own body.
"I will ambush the enemy first, and once they are on the defensive, you will need to stop them from using items and skills."
"The Red-Haired Demon will cooperate with your sneak attack."
Yu nodded repeatedly, showing no dissatisfaction with Lin Feng's arrangements.
"We'll set off in an hour. We'll go find the two people who were alone first."
Yu nodded again, offering no further thoughts or suggestions.
Lin Feng packed up his javelins, put the items from his wrist inventory into the cabinet, replaced them with a stack of javelins, ate something casually, and then called for his driver.
On the way, the driver could tell that Lin Feng had deliberately gone to find those people, so he didn't mention anything about sightseeing, but instead turned on some news channels to listen to the local radio.
"Local time, 5 PM..."
As the radio blared, Lin Feng listened to the dubious local news on the channel and leaned back in his chair.
After driving for more than an hour, as dusk approached and traffic increased in the vicinity, they slowed down.
Shilin Night Market is a famous local night market. Even before mealtime, the aroma of barbecue wafts in from outside the car window.
"Boss, we're almost there at the next intersection." The driver stopped at the red light, thinking he'd have a cigarette to light up after a long drive, when he saw the little girl in the back seat in his rearview mirror. Her strange gaze sent a chill down his spine. Then, seeing the light turn green, he hurriedly started the car, forgetting to light his cigarette.
"Hmm." Lin Feng withdrew his gaze. Everything that was actually happening around the mission world was filled with a captivating, everyday atmosphere.
The car gradually came to a stop, and across the street was the hotel they were looking for, a small hotel run by locals.
More than a dozen small advertisements were posted at the entrance of the hotel. The bald owner, wearing flip-flops, was cracking sunflower seeds and leaning over the counter, scratching lottery tickets with the back of a knife.
Happiness Hotel...
The driver glanced at the hotel name through the car window, then turned around in the driver's seat and said, "Boss, this is it. Those people arrived around 2 p.m.
"Drive your car out and wait for us at the intersection at 10 a.m. tomorrow."
"Okay!"
Lin Feng opened the car door, and Yu climbed over the seat and followed him out, trailing him all the way to the entrance of the inn.
"Accommodation is 120, hourly rate is 30, no double rooms available." The shopkeeper said as he saw a figure approaching, glancing at Lin Feng before taking out another lottery ticket and scratching it.
There seemed to be no sign of anyone leaving, and no sound was heard. The shop owner finished shaving the face and looked up in annoyance, only to see Lin Feng's cold gaze.
"Are you staying here or not? If not, please don't..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yu controlled a ghostly shadow that flew off her face and entered the boss's body.
Lin Feng asked, "Around 2 PM, which room did those two outsiders stay in? Did they leave?"
The boss stood up abruptly, dropped what he was holding, and answered stiffly, word by word: "304 and 402, they brought two girls, they didn't go out..."
As the boss was speaking, the sound of high heels clicking down the steps came from upstairs. Yu's eyes shifted, and the boss stopped talking, lowered his head, picked up a pen, and began to scribble down random notes.
Click, click... click, click...
The footsteps were strange, stopping and starting intermittently, making Lin Feng and Yu at the counter a little nervous.
The footsteps continued for several minutes until they finally reached the corner on the first floor. There, two girls, their heads covered in cold sweat and their bodies trembling, were seen painfully walking down a step while leaning against the wall.
For four hours, they thought they had met a big boss, but they didn't expect to encounter a death knell, and they almost died.
Seemingly sensing that someone was watching, the two girls forced themselves to stand upright and offered a slight smile, but they quickly gave up and helped each other to a seat on the first floor.
Yu's eyes swept over the two girls, and Lin Feng leaned closer to the counter and whispered, "Are they them?"
The boss continued writing haphazardly, nodding blankly as he did so.
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