GRMFBS CH191

Deep Shadow had never suffered from the disease of being a “top rank cancer” before, but now he suddenly found the five people ranked above him extremely annoying.

Heh, what’s so great about high points? Points don’t represent strength!

Damn it, I really want to save up points and rocket to the top in one go!

I’ll show you. I’m not ranked first, not because I can’t, but because I don’t want to!

He had never used points for anything. What was Approaching Science’s behavior? Disliking the poor and loving the rich? That didn’t seem quite right. Greedy for money? Also not quite right. Anyway, it was wrong! Approaching Science was wrong!

Hmph, they had cooperated for so long, and it wasn’t even worth one top-ranking spot in points?!

Deep Shadow was angry and ignored Approaching Science.

Zhan Yan continued to chat with Luo Wang.

Administrator Luo Wang: “The rules of life and death reincarnation in our world are very perfect; they are the foundation of the world’s operation. Resurrection is definitely impossible. Why is Artisan so obsessed with resurrection? Who does he want to revive? If they’ve reincarnated, resurrection is definitely impossible. If they haven’t reincarnated, why not just become a ghost cultivator?”

Zhan Yan thought this was a good idea!

Yeah, in the apocalyptic world, there was no concept of ghosts. No one knew if the dead reincarnated or dissipated. But their world had ghosts!

Look at Wan Yan, look at his brother; weren’t they living well? Don’t be obsessed with resurrection!

The only unknown was Rong Sui’s current situation. Where was her soul? With Artisan? Or in the apocalypse? Or had she reincarnated in this world but hadn’t been found? As long as she wasn’t in Infinite’s hands, everything would be fine… Please don’t let her fall into Infinite’s hands…

Zhan Yan started searching for gossip feed again.

Couldn’t search.

His energy was depleted again.

Zhan Yan grabbed a few bread balls, brought them to his mouth, and just as he was about to eat, the aroma of the bread drilled into his nose. Zhan Yan burped, his mouth full of the rich, sweet scent of bread.

Zhan Yan: …So full.

Unknowingly, he had stuffed half of that large bag of bread into his stomach. Although the bread’s volume decreased after being compressed into balls, it absorbed water and expanded in the stomach. To prevent the cloying sweetness from lingering in his mouth, he washed them down with water every time.

Can’t eat anymore QAQ.

No, I have to try harder!

Zhan Yan brought the bread ball to his mouth, put it down, and brought it back to his mouth.

After repeating this several times, he felt his throat wasn’t working well.

For the first time in his life, he regretted his small appetite!

Sigh, Rong Sui’s gossip feed was hard to search for. The reason was a bit different from others.

Monster Doctor and Chronicle’s gossip feed were hard to search because they were too closely related to Infinite. Rong Sui’s gossip feed was hard to search, probably partly because she came from the apocalypse, another world, and wasn’t closely related to this world, so the Gossip System’s coverage wasn’t strong. On the other hand, it might be because the time was too distant…

Luo Wang was still discussing Artisan with him.

Approaching Science: “Time is truly the best concealment for past events. It’s so exhausting to check their information.”

Luo Wang gave him a comforting pat.

Zhan Yan chatted for a few more sentences and felt his stomach wasn’t as bloated. But he still couldn’t eat for now.

He counted the bread in his pocket and prepared to go to his brother’s shop to buy another batch. Tomorrow, he wouldn’t eat anything else, just bread!

Baby Face (Red Ghost): “Welcome… You’re here again?”

Zhan Yan: “Yes, I want some more bread made by my brother. Is there any left in the store?”

Baby Face (Red Ghost): “There is…”

Baby Face (Yellow Ghost): “No more! You already…”

Baby Face (White Ghost): “Eating too much sweet stuff isn’t good, but giving you a little more isn’t…”

Baby Face (Green Ghost): “It’s not okay! Where’s the previous bread? Don’t tell me you finished it all? You…”

Baby Face (Black Ghost): “Watch your health. Why do you suddenly want so much bread?”

Zhan Yan: …

You guys are afraid I can’t tell there’s something wrong with you, right?

The Five Ghosts had a fierce dispute over whether to give Lord Lin Yuan’s younger brother more bread. The dispute made the baby-faced puppet glitch and stutter, its facial expression changing very richly. Fortunately, this was an Artisan product; every expression change was lifelike. If it were an inferior puppet, the five of them would probably have broken it.

Zhan Yan: “You rest first; I’ll get it myself. I know where my brother’s kitchen is.”

Zhan Yan lifted his foot and walked towards the kitchen.

The Five Ghosts froze in unison.

Red Ghost: “Go on, you guys keep fighting; go stop him.”

Didn’t dare to stop him. Sob.

From a human perspective, it was perfectly normal for Zhan Yan to take a few loaves of bread from his brother’s cake shop. They couldn’t stop him desperately; otherwise, if Zhan Yan went back and complained to their parents, Lord Lin Yuan would be scolded. If Lord Lin Yuan got scolded, the five of them would also be scolded.

But letting the younger brother take away so much overly sweet bread… if he ate until he got sick, they would also be criticized by Lord Lin Yuan.

Sob sob sob, life is so hard!

They were just five little ghosts; why couldn’t they go back to the simple days of just obeying the “Five Ghosts Transport Technique”?

Zhan Yan cleared out more than half of his brother’s stock of bread and pastries. Both hands were full, so he could only nod smilingly at the baby face: “Thanks! I’ll tell my brother to raise your salary later.”

Baby Face (Red Ghost): “You’re welcome! Take care~ Welcome next time mph mph mph…”

Red Ghost was gagged by the other four ghosts.

Welcome next time my ass?! The brother stuffed so much cloying bread; do you think that’s okay?!

There was no one at home now, so Zhan Yan drove directly back with the bread.

After returning, he started rummaging through the refrigerator.

The other three people were stunned.

Zhan Yan rushed out like the wind for a few hours and brought back a huge pile of bread and pastries! Was he craving bread and cake that badly?

But this bread smelled really good!

Zhan Yan reminded them: “My brother made this. His taste is a bit abnormal; you probably can’t accept it. If you want to eat, pinch off a little bit to taste first; don’t bite directly.”

The other three helped him organize the refrigerator: “Did you go out just to get these?”

Zhan Yan couldn’t control another burp: “Yes, I ate some too.”

Fortunately, the refrigerator in this rental was large enough. Four people organized it together. Now, two-fifths of the refrigerator was occupied by Father Zhan’s reserve food, two-fifths by the bread and cake he just brought back, and the last fifth was shared by the remaining three people—they didn’t have much to stuff anyway. Just some ice cream and cold drinks, maybe a few refrigerated fruits; one-fifth was enough.

Zhan Yan was still extremely full. The bread expanding in his stomach was really filling… He supported himself on the refrigerator to stand up, greeted the others, and went back to his room to lie down.

The remaining three looked at each other, all tempted by the aroma of the bread.

Zhan Yan’s cooking skills were so good, and his taste so picky. Bread that made him drive out to eat must be delicious! As for abnormal taste… taste it first before saying anything.

The three opened a small bun, and each tore off a small piece.

“Pfft!”

“Hork…”

“Cough cough cough!!”

The three opened mineral water bottles and gulped down water.

Chu Chengcheng: “Why… why, is it so sweet…”

Cheng Yichu: “Zhan Yan, Zhan Yan he, he, his taste, isn’t normal, right?”

Bao Qingshan put down the water bottle and recalled carefully: “Seems a bit. There was a while when he could eat a lot of sugar.”

Several people concluded that the hidden rich second generation among them had abnormal taste buds.

“Maybe it’s hereditary.”

“His brother has the same taste.”

Didn’t expect that cool guy who held cats with tense muscles to be a sweet tooth monster in private.

So cloying, how did they swallow it?!

Sweet Tooth Monster No. 2, Zhan Yan, was paralyzed on the bed digesting.

Really, focused too much on gossip before and unknowingly stuffed too much bread. Stomach so bloated…

Ah, a new message. Let’s see whose…

Chongming: “Snaltched the Candle Dragon Remnant Shadow. Many thanks.”

“In the future, if there’s news about the Candle Dragon Remnant Shadow, just send it directly to me.”

“Luo Wang sometimes can’t come online.”

Dad’s message. Okay, he remembered. Luo Wang was a Dream Demon; it was uncertain when he would fall into a deep sleep.

Now he couldn’t flip the new gossip feed, and he really couldn’t eat anymore. Although anxious, he could only wait until tomorrow to continue refreshing the gossip feed.

Sigh, could brother stop making bread and make sugar pills instead? Sugar pills melt and don’t take up stomach space, plus no need to knead dough, convenient to eat… He had to think of a way to reasonably propose this suggestion to his brother.

Meanwhile, Zhan Jinli was standing at the door of the Tie Lao Ghost King’s underworld office.

The underworld was currently reforming its office processes, but the office environment hadn’t changed. Tie Lao’s office was a majestic and solemn hall, with green bricks and black tiles, iron railings, and copper pillars. Every brick and tile, every door and pillar was soaked in yin energy.

Because of the ghosts weeping day and night and being constantly soaked in ghostly tears, these buildings naturally gathered various energies such as yin, resentment, and evil sha, forming various hellish scenes on the surface.

This hall was also Tie Lao’s magical artifact. As long as reincarnation was fair and judgment unbiased, the gathering of various ghost energies would only add to the artifact’s majesty.

The “Lao” in Tie Lao didn’t mean a jail, but rather firm, steadfast, unchangeable, and unbiased rules and laws.

These strictly observed laws naturally gathered in the hall, forming a statue of a majestic Ghost King stepping on evil ghosts on Tie Lao’s office door.

People with insufficient courage would tremble just standing before this door.

Zhan Jinli had been running around the underworld coordinating with the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau to set up formations and hadn’t come to see the Tie Lao Ghost King yet. Now that the formation setup was mostly done, the remaining few locations were special and needed coordination with Tie Lao, so here he was.

After arriving, he didn’t see Tie Lao but instead saw a puppet sitting in Tie Lao’s underworld office working—a puppet that looked almost exactly like his ghost form before reincarnation.

Besides the working puppet, a cat demon’s ghost was also sitting in the office.

When Zhan Jinli pushed the door open, he happened to hear their conversation.

That puppet, which looked very much like him—its voice also sounded very much like his—was saying: “Change back quickly! Let me sniff one more time!”

The cat demon ghost said: “Break time is over. The next break is after you finish this stack of documents. Now, go!”

Then Zhan Jinli pushed the door open.

The puppet looked up and saw him, face full of surprise: “Wow! We look so alike. Are you another custom-made puppet? I’m warning you, this cat is mine; you’re not allowed to snatch it from me! If you want one, find it yourself!”

The cat demon ghost was led astray and stared at him carefully: “Eh? Why did Lord Tie Lao order another puppet of Lord Lin Yuan?”

Crack.

Zhan Jinli tore down the office door cast with the Tie Lao statue.