GRMFBS CH191

The big shot Deep Shadow never used to have “top-ranking cancer”, but now he suddenly felt annoyed looking at the five people ranked above him.

Heh, what does high points mean? Points don’t represent strength!

Meow, I really want to save up points and rocket to the top in one breath!

Let me show you, it’s not that I can’t be ranked first in points, it’s that I didn’t want to!

He had never even used this points thing. What kind of behavior is this from Approaching Science? Despising the poor and currying favor with the rich? Not quite. Seeing money and becoming greedy? Also not quite. Anyway, it’s just wrong! Approaching Science is wrong!

Heh, after they’ve cooperated for so long, does it not match up to a top 1 in points?!

The big shot Deep Shadow got angry and stopped talking to Approaching Science.

Zhan Yan continued chatting with Luo Wang.

Administrator Luo Wang: [The cycle of life and death rules in our world is extremely perfect; it’s the foundation of the world’s operation. Resurrection is definitely impossible. Why do you say the Artisan is so obsessed with resurrection? Who does he want to resurrect? If they’ve reincarnated, resurrection is definitely out of the question. If they haven’t reincarnated, why not become a ghost cultivator?]

Zhan Yan felt this was a great idea!

Right! The apocalyptic world doesn’t have the concept of ghosts; no one knows if dead people reincarnated or dissipated. But their world has it!

Look at Wan Yan, and look at his older brother, aren’t they both doing very well? Don’t be so fixated on resurrection!

It’s just unknown what Rong Sui’s current situation is. Where is her soul? Is it in the Artisan’s hands? Or in the apocalyptic world? Or was she reincarnated in this world but just hasn’t been found? As long as she doesn’t fall into the hands of Infinite, everything is fine… please absolutely do not fall into Infinite’s hands…

Zhan Yan started searching through the gossip threads again.

It wouldn’t search.

His energy was depleted again.

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

Zhan Yan: …So full.

Unknowingly, he had already stuffed half of that large bag of bread inside himself. Rolling the bread into balls made them smaller in volume, but after entering his stomach, they absorbed water and expanded again. To prevent the cloying sweetness from lingering in his mouth, he also chased every bite with water.

I can’t eat anymore QAQ

No, I must work hard for a bit more!

Zhan Yan brought a bread ball up to his mouth, then put it down, then brought it to his mouth again after putting it down.

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

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

Sigh, Rong Sui’s gossip threads were so hard to search. The reason was also slightly different from the others.

The Monster Doctor’s and Book of Secrets’ gossip threads were hard to search because they were both too closely tied to Infinite. The reason Rong Sui’s gossip threads were hard to search was probably half because she came from the apocalyptic world, which was another world entirely, so her connection with this world wasn’t close, and the Gossip System’s coverage wasn’t strong enough. On the other hand, it might be because it happened too long ago…

Luo Wang was still discussing the Artisan with him.

Approaching Science: [Time truly is the best cover for past events. Searching for their news is so strenuous.]

Luo Wang sent him a comforting pat.

Zhan Yan chatted for a few more sentences and felt his stomach wasn’t as bloated as before. But he still couldn’t eat anymore for the time being.

He counted the bread in his pockets, preparing to go to his brother’s shop to buy another batch. Tomorrow he wouldn’t eat anything else, only bread!

Baby-face (Red Ghost): “Welcome… you’re here again?”

Zhan Yan: “Yeah, I still want some more of the bread my brother made. Does the shop have any left?”

Baby-face (Red Ghost): “Yes we d…”

Baby-face (Yellow Ghost): “No we don’t! You already…”

Baby-face (White Ghost): “Eating too much sweet stuff is bad for you, but getting you a little more isn’t…”

Baby-face (Green Ghost): “Not allowed! Where’s the bread from before? Did you finish it all? You…”

Baby-face (Black Ghost): “Pay attention to your health. Why do you suddenly want so much bread?”

Zhan Yan: …

You’re afraid I can’t tell you have a problem, right?

The five ghosts began fiercely arguing over whether they could give Lord Lin Yuan’s younger brother more bread. The fight caused the baby-face to stutter and pause, its facial expressions changing rapidly and richly. It was thanks to it being a product of the Artisan that every change in expression was incredibly lifelike. If it were a poor-quality puppet, the five of them probably would have played with it until it broke.

Zhan Yan: “You guys rest for a bit, I’ll go get it myself. I know where my brother’s kitchen is.”

Zhan Yan stepped forward toward the kitchen.

The five ghosts all paused simultaneously.

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

Didn’t dare to stop him. Sob.

From a human’s perspective, Zhan Yan coming to his older brother’s bakery to grab a few pieces of bread was very normal. They couldn’t desperately stop him; otherwise, if Zhan Yan went back and told on them to his parents, Lord Lin Yuan would get scolded, and if Lord Lin Yuan got scolded, the five of them would get scolded too.

But letting the younger brother take away so much cloyingly sweet bread, what if he ate himself sick? The few of them would also be criticized by Lord Lin Yuan.

Wuwuwu, life is so hard!

They were just five little ghosts, why couldn’t they return to the simple days in the past where they only had to obey the “Five Ghosts Transport Technique”?

Zhan Yan cleaned out more than half of his older brother’s bread and pastry stock. Both hands were full, so he could only nod and smile 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 to next time’s mmmm…”

The Red Ghost had his mouth covered by the other four ghosts.

Welcome next time my foot! Do you think it’s fine for the younger brother to stuff himself with so much cloyingly sweet bread?!

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

After getting back, he started reorganizing the fridge.

The other three were all dumbfounded.

After Zhan Yan sped out like the wind for a few hours, he brought back a huge pile of bread and pastries! Was he really craving bread and cakes that much?

But this bread smelled so good!

Zhan Yan reminded them: “My brother made these. His taste is a bit abnormal, you guys probably won’t be able to handle it. If you want to eat it, tear off a little piece to try first, don’t just take a bite directly.”

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

Zhan Yan couldn’t control himself and burped again: “Yeah, I also ate some.”

Fortunately, the fridge in this rented house was big enough. The four of them organized it together. Now, two-fifths of the fridge was taken up by Zhan Yan’s dad’s emergency rations, two-fifths by the newly brought bread and cakes, and the last fifth was shared by the remaining three people—they didn’t have much to stuff inside anyway. Just some ice cream and cold drinks, at most a few refrigerated fruits, so a fifth was enough.

Zhan Yan was still feeling extremely bloated. The bread soaking and expanding really pressed against his stomach… He stood up supporting himself on the fridge, greeted the others, and went back to his room to lie down first.

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

Zhan Yan’s cooking skills were so good, and his tastes were so picky; how delicious must the bread he drove out just to eat be! Abnormal taste or whatever… Let’s taste it first.

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

“Bah!”

“Yue…”

“Cough cough cough!!”

The three of them opened bottles of mineral water and chugged them down their stomachs.

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

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

Bao Qingshan put down his water bottle, recalling carefully: “Seems like it a bit. There was a period where he could really eat sugar.”

The few of them determined that the hidden rich second-generation among them had abnormal tastes.

“Maybe it’s genetic.”

“His brother has the same taste as him.”

Who would have thought that the cool, muscle-bound guy holding a cat was a sweet-tooth monster in private.

How did they eat it when it was so cloying?!

Sweet-tooth monster number two, Zhan Yan, was currently paralyzed on his bed digesting.

Seriously, I was only focused on eating melons before, and unknowingly stuffed too much bread inside. My stomach is so bloated…

Ah, there’s a new message. Let’s see whose it is…

Chongming: [Snatched the Candle Dragon Remnant, thanks.]

Chongming: [If there’s any more news about the Candle Dragon Remnant in the future, just send it directly to me.]

Chongming: [Luo Wang sometimes cannot come online.]

It’s dad’s message. Okay, he remembered. Luo Wang was a dream demon, so it wasn’t certain when he might fall into a deep slumber.

He couldn’t flip through any new gossip threads right now, and he really couldn’t eat anymore. Even though he was very anxious, he could only wait until tomorrow to continue scrolling through the gossip threads.

Sigh, could older brother stop making bread and switch to making sugar pills instead? Sugar pills melt and don’t take up stomach space, and he wouldn’t need to knead dough, making it convenient to eat… He had to think of a way to logically suggest this to his older brother.

At the same time, Zhan Jinli was standing at the entrance of Ghost King Tie Lao’s underworld office.

The Underworld was currently reforming its office procedures, but the office environment hadn’t changed yet. Tie Lao’s office was a majestic and solemn grand hall, with gray bricks and dark tiles, iron railings, and bronze pillars. Every brick and tile, every door and pillar, was steeped in Yin energy.

Because ghosts cried day and night, frequently soaking the place in ghost tears, these structures naturally gathered all sorts of Yin, resentment, baleful, and other energies and thoughts, forming various hellish scenes on the surface.

This grand hall was also Tie Lao’s Dharma artifact. As long as reincarnation was fair and judgments were made without error, the convergence of various ghost energies would only add to the majesty of the Dharma artifact.

The “Lao” in Tie Lao wasn’t the “Lao” for prison, but rather represented solid, firm, unalterable, and impartial rules and laws.

These strictly guarded laws naturally converged in the grand hall, forming a statue of a wrathful and majestic Ghost King trampling on a vicious ghost on the office doors of Tie Lao.

People with insufficient mental fortitude and courage would tremble just standing before these doors.

Zhan Jinli had previously been running around everywhere in the Underworld assisting the Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau in setting up formations, and hadn’t come to see Ghost King Tie Lao yet. Now that the formations were mostly set up, the locations for the remaining few spots were relatively special, requiring him to coordinate with Tie Lao, so he came over.

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 body before his reincarnation.

Aside from this puppet working, there was also a cat demon ghost sitting in the office.

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

That puppet that looked exactly like him—its voice was also exactly like his—the puppet was saying: “Quickly change back! Let me take one more sniff!”

The cat demon ghost was saying: “Break time is over, your next break is after you finish approving this stack of documents. Now, hurry up!”

And then Zhan Jinli pushed the door open.

The puppet looked up and saw him, its face full of astonishment: “Wow! We look so alike, are you another custom-made puppet? I’m warning you, this cat is mine, you’re not allowed to fight me for it! If you want one, go find it yourself!”

The cat demon ghost was misled, staring closely at him: “Eh? Why did Lord Tie Lao order another puppet of Lord Lin Yuan?”

Crack.

Zhan Jinli unhinged the office doors that were cast with Tie Lao’s statue.