"It's actually him..."
When Jiang Lin began to fuse with the first wisp of divine power, Nan Ming's clone sensed it.
His main body also rushed to the advanced cultivation room immediately.
However, Jiang Lin was still cultivating at the time.
Nan Ming was afraid that barging in might cause some accident.
Therefore, he stood with his arms crossed at the front desk of the cultivation room.
Nan Ming had always been patient when it came to things he wanted to do and goals he wanted to achieve.
On the other hand, the receptionist next to him felt uneasy with a King Yama standing there, as if no matter what they did, it was wrong.
Their hands didn't feel like hands, and their feet didn't feel like feet.
If you wanted to chat...
What if it displeased the other party? Normally, people would just glare at you.
But a glare from a King Yama might be the end of you.
This is why people often say, don't pat a tiger on the backside.
Because you can't afford it, and the price is too high.
Just like that,
Two ghosts stood there, one with arms crossed, and the other too embarrassed to sit.
They just stood at the front desk.
Both ghosts were thinking of waiting.
Waiting for the other person to come out/leave.
They just didn't expect that this wait would last seven days.
...
During these seven days, quite a few things happened in the Eighteenth Hall.
On the first day Jiang Lin entered the cultivation room,
Machine Ball and Xu Nan returned from playing outside. Upon learning that Jiang Lin had gone to the cultivation room,
Xu Nan's mouth twitched.
The captain had told them to enjoy their holiday, but he himself went to cultivate.
"I'm going to cultivate too,"
Xu Nan said and ran to the lotus pond behind.
Machine Ball looked at the Eighteenth Hall, which was suddenly empty, and was stunned.
"Let's continue playing!"
On the second day,
Xu Nan continued to cultivate.
Machine Ball, bored, competed with the cleaning ghosts for work in the Eighteenth Hall.
While dusting the bookshelves, it saw the stack of documents the master had been looking at recently.
It picked them up and scanned them.
"How to... connect the underworld to the internet?"
Internet?
Machine Ball tilted its head.
Oh, right, the underworld never seemed to have the internet. It hadn't even noticed!
Why was the master researching this?
On the third day,
Dragon Palace.
As soon as the Seven-Colored Egg finished a training session, a giant sea turtle swam over.
It brought letters and packages from the Underworld.
The Seven-Colored Egg took the package and put it into its storage space,
Then, as it swam forward, it opened the letters.
First was from the master.
The master didn't say much, and the nagging words were the same as usual.
Things like study hard and make progress every day.
But at the end, he said he had cooked a few dishes and sent them over!
The Seven-Colored Egg's eyes lit up as it thought of the packages just now.
Now, the Seven-Colored Egg's body was nearly a meter long.
It was unclear if it was influenced by the Azure Dragon in its inherited memories,
It still preferred to transform into the appearance of an Azure Dragon.
It felt cool and imposing.
As it swam forward, it quickly opened the other two letters.
One was from Xu Nan.
He understood the Seven-Colored Egg well and talked about many interesting events that had happened in the Underworld recently.
And the kitchen space in the Eighteenth Hall, the communication arena for the Southern Hall ghost messengers...
In the past,
The Seven-Colored Egg had been a little envious of Xu Nan,
But after the hundred years of dream experience, the Seven-Colored Egg had grown somewhat.
It also understood some of Xu Nan's actions.
He was in the Eighteenth Hall just to secure a position.
A position in the Underworld, in the Underworld.
The Seven-Colored Egg's mindset had become much more balanced.
However,
Sometimes, when it thought that it was the only one who couldn't be by the master's side, it still felt a bit of a headache.
As the Seven-Colored Egg was reading.
Ao Bai also came out of the training ground and followed.
Curiously, she asked, "What are you looking at? You're smiling so happily?"
"Hahaha..."
The Seven-Colored Egg waved the letter in its hand, "Machine Ball made itself look like a beautiful woman and even wore a maid outfit."
"Machine Ball... is that, oh, I remember now."
Ao Bai thought for a moment, "Are maid outfits fun?"
The Seven-Colored Egg smiled, "The fun is for the ball. It wants to be the pampered one of the group. This approach is a bit off."
Ao Bai asked, "Can Machine Ball also have thoughts?"
She had wanted to ask this before, "Shouldn't machines follow programs?"
The Seven-Colored Egg replied, "I don't know either. Maybe it's special."
The Seven-Colored Egg flew all the way into the lounge.
Excitedly, it took out paper and pen and began to write a reply to Machine Ball.
"Being the pampered one isn't done like this..."
Behind it,
Ao Bai flew towards the lounge, thinking about something.
She muttered, "Mechanical beauty, robot... I feel like I've seen similar words in a book somewhere?"
...
On the fourth day,
Xu Nan cultivated, and Machine Ball looked through the documents the master had been reading earlier.
On the fifth day,
The Eighteenth Hall received a reply.
Machine Ball read the letter sent by Senior Seven-Colored Egg several times.
It suddenly understood.
"Oh~ So that's how it is!"
"Senior, I understand!"
Machine Ball stood up excitedly, ready to try it out.
But before it could leave, it saw the unfinished documents on the table.
It thought, this isn't urgent.
But...
The master has been looking at this. If it can help, won't it be one step closer to being the pampered one?
Xu Nan also always said he wanted to help everyone.
After some struggle,
Machine Ball decided to quickly scan through it,
And then go for modifications!
...
On the sixth day,
Xu Nan cultivated,
And Machine Ball was not in the Eighteenth Hall.
...
On the seventh day.
Advanced cultivation room.
A room that had been closed for seven days finally opened.
Jiang Lin rubbed his temples and perked himself up.
He walked out.
For some reason, he had a bad feeling.
As soon as he reached the front desk on the first floor, he 'saw' two familiar black figures again.
One of them was as black as coal.
But unlike last time,
This time, Jiang Lin could see lines of่็ป on the coal-like figure.
Because he hadn't had time to sort out those memory scenes yet,
His vision hadn't switched over.
Jiang Lin hesitated for a moment and continued to walk forward.
He greeted, "Greetings, King Yama Nan."
Could this King Yama Nan be here to investigate again?
Just like last time.
But strangely, the other party only nodded this time.
He didn't say anything, nor did he ask anything.
Jiang Lin didn't know why the other party was there, so he didn't say much.
He went straight to the front desk, "How long have I been inside?"
The receptionist's mouth, which had been stiff for seven days, pulled out a genuine smile:
"Seven days."
"..."
Jiang Lin couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead.
Seven days...
It had actually been seven days.
As expected, one shouldn't fuse too much divine power at once.
It was too taxing.
Nan Ming looked at Jiang Lin's action strangely.
It was... somewhat familiar.
Like something Zhong Kui often did.
Doesn't the Eastern Hall have enough money?
...
Jiang Lin sighed and resigned himself to taking out various storage bags.
For seven days, one cultivation card allowed him to stay inside for two hours.
Seven days meant 84 cultivation cards.
Fortunately, he had just received his salary during the New Year.
The benefits for a first-class ghost messenger were good.
After paying the bill, Jiang Lin didn't even look at the mountain of cultivation cards on the front desk.
He turned and walked out.
"No wonder everyone who goes into seclusion specifically looks for caves..."
The advanced cultivation room was too expensive to afford.
"Actually, it's not always caves."
A voice suddenly came from behind, "Sometimes you can also carve out a small space for yourself and stay there for decades.
But there were also people who, after entering, practiced incorrectly, forgot which was their real world, and couldn't get out."
"There's such a thing?" Jiang Lin listened with some curiosity.
He subconsciously looked back and saw the coal-black figure.
He immediately froze.