Seeing Charles showing no signs of stopping, Zoe grabbed his waist and pulled him back, frantically saying, "That's enough! Let's not strip it anymore! Let's spare it!"
"We have more important things to deal with!"
Even though it's a ghost, she assumed that it's shrimp sensitivity was still quite high. Charles was being so audacious, and she really feared that this Security Guard Ghost would wake up! Zoe couldn't have imagined in any way that Charles would strip a sleeping, ferocious ghost.
And look so excited about it!
This man had no limits!
However, the Security Guard Ghost also seemed quite nonchalant. Despite being completely stripped of its clothes, it continued to snore and bubble mucus from its nose.
Even more astonishingly, as Charles finished stripping its clothes, a lewd smile appeared on the ghost's face. Who knows what it was dreaming about?
"It sleeps like a baby," Zoe mused.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to feel envious or jealous.
Charles wiped the sweat from his forehead and picked up the ghost candle that lay nearby, saying, "Alright, that's enough!"
Tony carefully approached from a distance, looking at the Security Guard Ghost's clothes on the ground and chuckled, "We only needed the key; you didn't have to strip it of its clothes!"
Charles grinned, his eyes lighting up, and kicked the Security Guard Ghost's clothes towards Tony's feet.
"Put them on."
Tony's face twitched a little. "What... what?"
"Put them on."
Charles fished the key out of the pocket of the Security Guard uniform.
"From now on... you are the Ghost Security Guard!"
Tony picked up the Security Guard uniform from the ground; a putrid smell made him gag a couple of times.
"Why me? Why don't you wear it?" Tony complained discontentedly.
As Charles used the key to open the door, he replied, "I'm too skinny for it; it would be obvious. Your build is closer to that of the Ghost Security Guard. Wear its clothes, carry its scent... here, and take this baton. Hit whoever you see!"
Charles snatched the baton from the Ghost Security Guard's hands and shoved it into Tony's grasp.
The baton was heavy.
..
Item: Stinky Ferocious Ghost Baton
Description: Originally, it was just an ordinary baton. However, this ghost security guard always enjoyed using it to poke other ghosts in the butt. The stoic expressions on the faces of the other ghosts brought him immense satisfaction, seemingly alleviating his feelings of inadequacy due to his own small penis.
Effect: Deals 500% extra damage when hitting the buttocks, guaranteed tenfold critical hit when hitting the anus!
...
Charles looked at the description of the baton and immediately made a disgusted face.
Damn, what looked like such an imposing weapon... is actually a shit-stirrer!
Creak—
Tony put on the security guard uniform and took the ghost security guard's baton. The three of them pushed the door open and entered. Under the light of the ghost candle, they saw about a dozen ghosts dressed in station employee uniforms, staring menacingly at them.
"What are you looking at!"
"The boss is here for an inspection. All of you, go squat in the corner. Pants down, bottoms up!"
Just as Tony was contemplating whether to run away, Charles had already sternly yelled at the ghosts in the room.
On the side, Tony and Zoe thought this guy must be insane, but then they saw the ghosts actually line up against the wall, drop their pants, and turn their bottoms up.
"What the..."
Tony was left speechless, his mouth agape.
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and smack their bottoms!"
"Otherwise, we'll be exposed!"
"Remember, strike hard and aim well!"
...
Charles gave him a little push and began to stroll around the control room with Zoe.
Tony looked at the row of exposed butts against the wall, swallowing hard.
Is... is this okay?
Spanking ghosts?
Tony's hand, gripping the baton, started to tremble.
After hesitating for a moment, he clenched his teeth and forcefully smacked the first ghost's buut.
Smack!
"Ah!"
The ghost employee winced slightly, letting out a sound that was ambiguous between pain and pleasure.
All the other ghosts turned their heads in unison, their faces revealing expressions of anticipation.
Tony felt his skin crawl.
Damn it!
What are you all anticipating?
What's so enjoyable about this?
On the other side, Charles and Zoe quickly found a map of the entire station on an open computer.
It was an overhead view, and it also had detailed annotations about the specific height data of different facilities within the buildings.
But what was surprising was that this electronic map couldn't be switched to a front view.
"The designer of this map must be insane," Zoe couldn't help but complain. "Rather than creating a frontal map, they chose to clutter it with a string of numbers."
Charles, squinting, memorized all the values for the station's layout and its various facilities. However, the data for one underground warehouse was missing. It was the only building in the station without annotated data. And it was the only place in the station with a sub-level, as if that level was specifically built for this warehouse.
And that seemed completely...unnecessary?
"Something's off," he murmured.
"Where is it off?" Zoe immediately perked up.
Charles paused for a moment and then shook his head. "First, go find all the files. Every single one."
Zoe nodded without asking further questions and immediately ran to look for the files.
Sitting in front of the computer, Charles stared intently at the map, his expression gradually becoming more serious.
He had a disturbing suspicion. It seemed he had pinpointed where the real danger lay...
Zoe, who was generally reliable, quickly gathered all the files from the office. Charles then got up and headed towards the door.
"Enough of this, it's time to go," he said, patting Tony, who was engrossed in the pleasure of smacking ghost butts, signaling him to hurry up.
But it was clear that Tony was addicted.
Having been bullied by these ghosts for so long, today he finally got a good opportunity—why not savor it a bit more?
With this thought in mind, he focused his gaze on the last butt.
His face twisted in a grimace, he raised the baton high.
"To hell with you!"
With that, he swung down with all his might.
Splat!
For a moment, engulfed in a foul stench, Tony very much wanted to reincarnate right then and there.
Yup, he literally smacked the crap outta that ghost.
No exaggeration, he really did!
And it splattered all over him!
With a powerful kick to the ghost, Tony stumbled out of the door, retching as he said to Charles and Zoe:
"Oh shit, I'm not clean anymore!"