"Ignorant specters, you know nothing of power!"
"Ghost officers are awesome!"
When the cheongsam woman's abdomen spawned a monster, the viewers were indeed disgusted.
But upon seeing the NPC directly kneel from Shen Luo's oppressive aura,
The viewers suddenly felt: —So satisfying!
"You scared us, dare you scare us again!"
"When ghost officers appear, all specters retreat!"
Whether it was the strength Shen Luo displayed or Jiang Lin's livestreams over the years,
They all gave the viewers a sense of security, trust, and reliability.
Looking up at the bullet comments on the ceiling,
"There will be times for you to cry, the Underworld will win!"
"Get lost upstairs, don't casually set flags."
...
The livestream continued.
"Are you using ghost money?" Shen Luo asked, looking at the paper money the front desk female ghost produced.
Bundles were stacked together, each about two centimeters thick.
Her expression turned somewhat strange.
"Is there a problem?"
The front desk female ghost had two buns in her hair and wore red all over.
A short top paired with an A-line pleated skirt, she looked like a mascot.
Shen Luo shook her head, "No. We don't need to exchange anything. Just take us to the card room."
Ghost money became the universal currency in the Underworld because a certain amount of energy could be extracted from it.
Specters could maintain their soul bodies and nourish them through the 'essence' and 'incense' on the money.
The front desk female ghost maintained her mascot-like smile, "Are you sure you don't want to exchange it?"
"Mm."
After Shen Luo responded,
The cheongsam woman led the four of them further into the card room.
As they walked, she explained:
"We have a full range of entertainment here, Mahjong, Poker, Pai Gow, Chess, Go, Gomoku, and more. You can choose one to enter."
Shen Luo nodded, "I've played a bit of Mahjong before, so I'll go to the Mahjong room."
She looked at the other three, "What do you guys play?"
Xia Qingqing tilted her head, "Gomoku and Chess?"
Fatty scratched his head, "I only know Gomoku."
The aunt, though bewildered by the place, knew it was very strange.
She dared not ask more questions, and whatever was asked, she answered, "I play Mahjong."
Shen Luo thought of something and suddenly asked the cheongsam woman, "There are exactly four of us, can we sit at the same table?"
The cheongsam woman maintained her smile, "One person per table."
"Then we can only split up."
Shen Luo first took out a few ghost artifacts and distributed them to the other three. Then, under the cheongsam woman's astonished gaze,
She started to take out money.
One bundle, two bundles, three bundles...
Soon, a pile of ghost money half a meter high was in front of her.
The cheongsam woman's gaze gradually shifted from surprise to shock.
Her eyes widened,
She looked at Shen Luo, then at the money on the ground.
How could this player be so rich?!
Shen Luo: "You three can split it. If you run out of money, have her bring you to me."
Hearing this, Fatty and the Aunt's gazes fell on the cheongsam woman.
They didn't dare to look her in the eye.
Recalling the strange scene just now, they shivered and quickly averted their gaze.
Fatty trembled, "Then, then what if we can't find her..."
Shen Luo casually handed a bundle of ghost money to the cheongsam woman, "Guide the way, no problem, right?"
The cheongsam woman quickly took the ghost money and put it away.
Her smile was radiant, and her voice sweet:
"Of course, no problem.
Just knock three times on the door, and I will appear."
Shen Luo looked at the two stunned individuals, "Did you hear that?"
Fatty and the Aunt nodded in unison.
So, money really can make the ghosts work.
They witnessed it today.
...
[I didn't want to, but she, she's really rich.]
[Yikes, this world has ghost money too.]
[Rich lady, look at me.]
The bullet comments on the ceiling suddenly changed their tone.
This woman is truly rich!
With so much ghost money, even they couldn't just give it away on a whim.
Just the tip alone was a bundle!
...
After the three of them divided the money,
Under the envious gaze of the cheongsam woman, they each entered a room.
Xia Qingqing went to Chess.
Fatty went to Gomoku, and the Aunt went to the Mahjong room.
Shen Luo also went to the Mahjong room last.
Pushing open the door, the three card players inside all looked over.
Two women, and one young woman around twenty-one or twenty-two.
Their gazes towards Shen Luo held a mix of greed and playfulness.
Like cats spotting mice.
Wanting to toy with it, then slowly devour it.
However, they never expected that the new player's face showed no fear at all.
She even smiled faintly and nodded at them.
The three card players: ???
Does this newcomer's brain have some issues?
...
Shen Luo walked into the room unhurriedly and took a look around.
The room was quite luxurious.
A tea room, a changing room, a lounge...
The decoration exuded a sense of wealth.
Even the Mahjong table in the living room was inlaid with gold.
After her inspection, before the three card players could urge her, Shen Luo walked to the Mahjong table.
She sat down in the only empty seat.
With a calm and appropriate smile, she said, "I'm not very good at playing, so please go easy on me."
The young woman licked her lips, her tongue still a bit long.
"It's okay if you're not good at it. If you run out of money, you can pay with your body."
Shen Luo: "And what if you run out of money?"
The woman sitting on the right chuckled, her chest shaking.
After she finished laughing, she covered her chest and looked at Shen Luo playfully.
"If we run out of money, you can command us."
"Provided, of course, that you have the ability."
Beep—
The woman on the left opened the Mahjong table and wiped her fingers with a wet wipe.
She said nonchalantly:
"Little girl, don't say I didn't warn you,
When it comes to playing cards, we are professionals."
...
Meanwhile.
In the Chess room where Xia Qingqing was, there was only an old man sitting in front of the chessboard.
The old man closed his eyes and said nothing.
With a wave of his hand,
The surrounding scenery changed.
It presented the true 'Chu River and Han Boundary'.
Soldiers stood guard at the borders,
Not far from the border, two soldiers controlled large cannons each.
Xia Qingqing and the old man were separated by a long distance, each sitting in the 'General' position.
Around them were arranged in order the [Guard], [Elephant], [Horse], [Chariot].
The cold wind blew, rustling the flags of both sides.
The sound of war drums echoed in the air.
In that instant, Xia Qingqing understood.
"Realistic simulation of battle scenarios?"
If that's the case...
She looked to her left and right, at the tall men representing the [Guard].
These two were precisely one civil and one military.
"Bodyguard and strategist?"
...
In the Gomoku room where Fatty was, there was a female ghost resembling a little girl.
The girl sat at the Gomoku table, swinging her legs.
Hearing the door open, she turned and saw Fatty.
After staring for two seconds, a wicked smile appeared on her face, "Young man, you're weak!"
Fatty blushed, "Children shouldn't talk nonsense."
The girl hooked her lips, "Let's play a game! Don't you dare lose to me!"
...
In another Mahjong room.
When the Aunt got nervous, she felt the urge to use the restroom.
Fortunately, there was a restroom here.
She went in and took her time. The card players outside impatiently knocked on the door, urging, "Are you done yet?"
Judging by the voice, it was that man who looked quite fierce.
"Done, done..."
The Aunt repeatedly responded, opened the faucet, and washed her face... she couldn't calm down at all!
These were all monsters here! Could she really win against these monsters?!
Plop!
A bundle of ghost money slipped from her pocket onto the sink.
—That's right, she brought the money into the restroom with her. Da Feng Novel Network
"Yes, I have money, I have money..."
The Aunt repeated to herself, murmuring.
Holding a pile of money back to the table, her heart was still pounding.
She felt like she was about to have a myocardial infarction.
Beep—
As the Mahjong machine was turned on,
The moment she touched the Mahjong tiles, the Aunt's panicked emotions surprisingly calmed down.
It was as if she had returned to the times when she used to play Mahjong with the elderly folks in the neighborhood.
Mahjong in hand, the world is mine!
...