A Ghost Story Unfolds: The Cannon Fodder Went Mad by Burning Ghost Money

Chapter 46 Who Am I? (45)Without Qin Jianyuan needing to say it, Lin Xiangjun had already received the game notification.

”You have obtained [Incomplete Clue]. To clear the instance, please submit the complete clue.”

Fine, quite clever.

Lin Xiangjun accepted the heart and pushed her luck, saying: ”I want all the clues, and all of your limbs.”

Qin Jianyuan let out another cold laugh.

”I couldn’t tell you were such a saint.”

Lin Xiangjun looked Qin Jianyuan up and down, puzzled: ”Are all you supernatural beings like this? Hmm, kind-hearted?”

Wang Min is like this, and so is Qin Jianyuan.

How come she wants to get more benefits for herself, but the other party always thinks she wants to save all living things?

Is their heart too kind, or is her own heart not kind enough?

Qin Jianyuan: ”...”

He, a dignified Instance Master! To be accused of being too kind just like that?! Is there no law, no justice? These days, humans are actually calling supernatural beings kind-hearted!

He shouldn’t have helped this woman! He should have just let this woman die in the instance!

The cooperation was reached. Lin Xiangjun knew her life was guaranteed. She looked at the time and didn’t waste words: ”Let me down. The sooner I finish the work, the sooner I can finish the job. You don’t want to go hungry forever, do you?”

Qin Jianyuan didn’t speak, but the seesaw slowly descended.

When Lin Xiangjun’s feet touched the ground, Qin Jianyuan looked down at her from above and said: ”I hope you can do as you said and completely eliminate the outsider, rather than letting the outsider have a full meal.”

Lin Xiangjun jumped off the seesaw with a smile.

”If he doesn’t run away, of course, no problem.”

The scene before her eyes flickered, the seesaw returned to calm, and Qin Jianyuan also disappeared.

”Master.” Wang Min walked over.

Her expression was a bit heavy. Seeing Lin Xiangjun look at her, she whispered: ”Wang Zixuan is dead.”

Wang Zixuan is dead?

Lin Xiangjun was a bit surprised.

Anyone can die in an instance; that’s not rare. But why Wang Zixuan?

She clearly gave Wang Zixuan a bottle of pollution removal potion and watched him drink half of it. By logic, his pollution level shouldn’t have caused him to die so quickly, right?

”What about the other two?”

”Aunt Wang looks no different from yesterday; her pollution level and mental state haven’t changed. She is sitting in a corner of the residential area. When she saw me coming, she looked very scared and wanted to hold my hand. After I dodged, she just sat there muttering about Wang Zixuan.”

Speaking of this, Wang Min paused: ”She said Wang Zixuan was still very young, and she didn’t know what his family would do if he died in the instance like this, whether they could handle the blow... She also said Wang Zixuan was still a student, had no defenses or vigilance, and just like that, his life-saving item was snatched away by Zhuo Xing, and his life was gone too.”

Life-saving item?

”The pollution removal potion I gave him?”

Besides that, Wang Zixuan shouldn’t have had anything else of value on him.

Lin Xiangjun didn’t expect Wang Zixuan to be so defenseless, letting that precious potion be easily swindled away.

”It seems so,” Wang Min said, ”I went to see Zhuo Xing. His symptoms have eased a bit since the morning, somewhere between severe and moderate pollution. His mind isn’t very clear, but he seems very purposeful, like he is looking for something.”

”He saw me from afar and even viciously said something about our clues being wrong, that he had already found the correct clue. He had blood on him, a lot of it, in spatter patterns. When I went to see him, it hadn’t dried yet, dripping onto the ground.”

Before she finished speaking, a scream from an adult male suddenly rang out in the distance, filled with the fear of facing death and disbelief.

”No, I am not—”

With a ”crack,” like a bone snapping, the scream stopped abruptly.

Wang Min shivered and whispered: ”Master, now there are only you and Aunt Wang left in the instance.”

Lin Xiangjun sighed.

”Bad luck.”

”This instance shouldn’t be just two stars. For newcomers like us who just entered the instance, it’s really a bit too difficult.”

To have survived until now, she needed props, underworld currency, and meticulous logic; without any one of these, it wouldn’t have been possible.

”Let’s go.” Her expression carried a hint of weariness. ”This game, this concubine is already tired and weary of playing—the above content is excerpted from The Legend of Daru.”

Wang Min wanted to say something but stopped.

Still in the mood to use memes; I don’t think you’re tired or weary at all.