It was one thing to hear about Zhao Yi's eccentric gameplay from other new players, but witnessing it firsthand was an entirely different matter. Never in his wildest dreams did Ren Wenlun imagine Zhao Yi would strip a sleeping fierce ghost of its clothes. And what's more, he seemed thrilled about it!
This guy had no limits.
Yet, the ghost security guard seemed carefree, snoring away even as its clothes were peeled off, displaying a blissful smile as if caught in a pleasant dream.
"It sleeps like a baby," Ren Wenlun remarked, feeling a mix of envy and jealousy.
Picking up the security uniform from the ground, he was hit by a wave of putrid smell, causing him to gag.
"Why aren't you wearing it?" Ren Wenlun complained.
Given Zhao Yi's behavior on the train, Ren Wenlun didn't dare offend him too much. After all, the man was armed, ruthless, and seemingly unhinged.
As Zhao Yi unlocked a door, he replied, "I'm too skinny; it won't fit me. It'd be too obvious."
"Your build is similar to the ghost guard's. Wear its uniform, mix in its scent... Here, take this baton too. Hit anyone you see with it!"
Zhao Yi handed over the ghost guard's baton to Ren Wenlun. It was heavy.
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**Item: Foul-Smelling Ghost Baton**
**Quality: ——**
**Description: Originally, it was just an ordinary baton. However, this ghost guard enjoyed poking other ghostly entities in the rear with it. Seeing the dignified expressions on the faces of the other ghosts brought it immense satisfaction, perhaps easing its insecurities about its own inadequacies.**
**Effect: Hits to the buttocks receive a 500 damage bonus, with a guaranteed tenfold critical hit to the "flower" area!**
**Note: A severe warning to certain players with questionable sanity, please do not attempt to store such a foul object in your inventory and take it out of the instance.**
...
Upon seeing the system's item identification, Ren Wenlun's face twisted in disgust.
Damn, what looked like a formidable weapon was essentially a stick for stirring trouble!
Creak—
Dressed in the security uniform and wielding the ghost guard's baton, the trio entered the control room. Illuminated by ghostly candles, they were confronted by a dozen ghosts donned in station worker uniforms, eyeing them menacingly.
"Who are you looking at?"
"The boss is here for inspection. Everyone, against the wall, pants down, bottoms up!"
As Ren Wenlun contemplated whether to flee, Zhao Yi barked at the room's ghostly occupants with a fierce demeanor. To Ren Wenlun and Bai Shuiji's astonishment, the ghosts obediently lined up against the wall, pulled down their trousers, and presented their rears.
"Holy crap..."
Ren Wenlun was speechless.
"What are you staring at? Get to spanking them!"
"Don't blow our cover!"
"Remember, hit hard and aim true!" Zhao Yi gave him a nudge, then started wandering around the control room with Bai Shuiji.
Wen Long looked at the row of dark shapes against the wall and couldn't help but swallow nervously.
This... this isn't right, is it?
Hitting ghosts on their behinds?
Wen Long's hand trembled as he gripped the baton.
After a moment, he gritted his teeth and swung fiercely at the first officer's behind!
Smack!
"Ah!"
The officer slightly furrowed his brow, letting out a sound that was somewhere between pain and pleasure.
The other ghosts all turned to look in unison, their faces unexpectedly showing anticipation.
Wen Long felt uneasy under their gaze.
Damn!
What are you looking forward to?!
How is this... enjoyable at all!
...
On the other side, Zhao Yi and Bai Shuiji quickly found a map of the entire station on an operating computer.
It was a top-down view, with specific height data for different buildings and facilities meticulously marked.
Surprisingly, the electronic map couldn't be switched to a frontal view.
"The designer of this map must be crazy."
"Preferring to clutter it with a bunch of numbers rather than making a straightforward map," Bai Shuiji couldn't help but complain.
Zhao Yi squinted his eyes, memorizing all the values and the layout of the station from the map.
However, the data for one underground warehouse was missing.
That warehouse was the only building without any marked data, and it was the only place with a basement level. It seemed as if the basement was specifically constructed for this warehouse.
But it seemed entirely... unnecessary?
"Something's off," he murmured.
Bai Shuiji perked up immediately.
"Where?"
Zhao Yi paused for a moment before shaking his head.
"Go find all the newspapers you can. Every single one."
Without asking further questions, Bai Shuiji scurried off to gather newspapers.
Zhao Yi sat in front of the computer, his expression growing more serious as he studied the map. He had a bad hunch about where the real danger in this game lay...
Bai Shuiji proved reliable, quickly gathering all the newspapers from the office. Following this, Zhao Yi stood up and headed for the door.
"Let's go."
He tapped Wen Long, who was indulging in the thrill of beating up ghosts, signaling him to leave.
But Wen Long was clearly too absorbed.
After being bullied by these ghostly beings, he felt it was finally his turn to turn the tables. He couldn't pass up the experience.
With that thought, he focused on the last remaining target.
His face twisted ferociously as he raised his baton high.
To hell with you!
He swung down with the strongest move he had ever used!
Splat!
...
Feeling covered in filth, there was a moment when Wen Long seriously considered starting over.
Yes, he had actually hit the ghost so hard it defecated.
Not exaggerating, but literally.
It sprayed all over him!
He kicked the ghost away and stumbled towards the door, gagging while telling Zhao Yi and Bai Shuiji:
"I'm not clean anymore!"
Seeing Wen Long covered in filth, Zhao Yi gave him a thumbs up, praising:
"You've made quite the haul today!"
Wen Long, trying to suppress his disgust as he cleaned himself off, then asked:
"What about you guys?"
"I've made such a sacrifice; did you find any useful clues?"
Zhao Yi nodded.
"Let's find somewhere else to talk..."