Regarding special missions, Qin Zhouzhou only said two words: "Deities."
Her explanation was simple, yet the amount of information it contained was immense.
Related to deities?
Jiang Lin was stunned. Even Asui, who was holding his rice bowl beside him, froze, his mouth agape, unsure whether to continue eating his dish.
Although it was the first time they had heard of it, upon further thought, what kind of mission would require such rigor and secrecy as a special mission…
It could only be this.
However, Jiang Lin and the others had mostly dealt with departed souls and evil spirits in their previous missions.
It was hard to imagine what kind of situations the special missions would face.
Were they mutually supportive of the mission targets, or were they adversaries?
Qin Zhouzhou did not elaborate further, only saying, "You'll know when you do them."
Jiang Lin asked no more questions, merely pondering in his heart.
Asui, on the other hand, seemed to have discovered a new world, looking from Jiang Lin to Qin Zhouzhou while holding his bowl.
Why were these two so calm?
Would he also have to undertake special missions in the future?
Asui scratched his head, feeling a bit troubled. He just wanted to focus on studying ghost artifacts.
If the mission targets were deities, wouldn't that be even more troublesome than the usual missions they received?
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"Slurp~ (¯﹃¯) Smells so good…"
"Late-night temptation,呜呜呜… I just decided to go on a diet, and you're tempting me…"
"Ahhh, I can't take it anymore, I'm ordering a spicy hot pot!"
The viewers in the live stream were drooling as they watched.
In the middle of the night, they started eating just like that!
They were still watching…
Look how deliciously the streamer and the others were eating.
Look at the boiling hot oil, the vegetables and meat slices coated in chili…
It was already late at night, six or seven hours after dinner.
Even many viewers who weren't hungry were tempted.
Wouldn't this make them get up and order something?
"My takeout has arrived! Does this count as eating hot pot with the streamer?"
"You're quite the comedian upstairs!"
"The streamer is a devil, 呜呜呜… How can I sleep now…"
"Brothers, the nightlife has just begun, order spicy crayfish, sour and spicy noodles, braised pork trotters, and lemon chicken feet!"
"I suspect there are takeout marketers among us, hurry up and tell us your store names!!"
In the comment section, viewers posted various food names.
If they could post pictures, these devilish viewers would have posted all sorts of tempting food images.
Devils?
If we're going to be tempted, let's all be tempted together!
That night, the number of takeout orders across the human world surged.
Some businesses that had just closed found out and got out of bed, abandoning their sleep.
Why sleep? It's time to make money!
Not to mention, among these viewers, some indeed came from the catering industry.
Seeing this scene, they all chuckled.
Their families always told them they were not doing proper work, just watching live streams?
But now, it was their time to shine! Watching live streams could also drive their family's business!
"Friends in Suzhou, come over, prime duck, waiting for you, all freshly baked, this year's ducks are especially fat and tender…"
"Lincheng Century Rice Noodles, freshly made and piping hot, one slurp warms the entire stomach, even better with some scallions!"
"Feilong Crayfish, with branches in major provinces! Viewers, let's go! 20% off tonight!"
"Grass! (A plant)"
…
The human world experienced a significant culinary storm because of this hot pot meal.
And in the underworld, many ghosts in Building No. 2, where Jiang Lin and the others were, were also having a difficult time.
Everyone was comfortably staying in their rooms, some resting, some practicing skills, some idly playing with ghost fire with their legs crossed…
The ghosts in the Southern Hall had grown accustomed to this daily routine.
Jiuzhe also lived on the 22nd floor. He was lying on his bed, reviewing his day as usual, much like how many people would analyze their performance after an exam.
He looked at where he did well today and where he needed to improve.
He pondered the mission he undertook today, thinking that he should have tested with another skill before making a move.
Thinking this, Jiuzhe turned over.
He planned to go back to the mission site after 4 o'clock to see if he could encounter the same spirit again.
As he was thinking, he suddenly twitched his nose and sniffed quickly twice.
This smell…
Jiuzhe sniffed, sat up from his bed, and couldn't help but look out the window.
This smell… it was too damn fragrant!
Who is it! Cooking something late at night!
And precisely at a time when no one is allowed to go out!
…
2nd Floor, Room 201.
The room where Li Suo Dangran resided.
After separating from Jiang Lin, they returned to their own rooms.
Dangran floated in the air, playing with a small, fist-sized round object, resembling the colorful Adventure Team.
Li Suo sat cross-legged on the bed, counting the underworld coins Jiang Lin had obtained that day, and then took out the money they had saved over the years from his pocket.
He laid them out on the bed one by one to count.
"Two hundred, two hundred and ten, two hundred and sixty…"
Dangran tossed the small ball in his hand, lowered his head to watch Li Suo's actions, and propped his chin with one hand, asking:
"How much is there now?"
Li Suo wrinkled his nose, "We're still far from paying off our debt."
Dangran stuck out his tongue, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said,
"Brother, I don't really like the ghost messengers from other halls."
Li Suo nodded, "Me neither."
Not long ago, the ghost messengers from the Northern Hall had visited, bringing news about the Ghost Shopkeeper incident.
That incident had a significant impact, causing losses in every district to varying degrees. Da Feng Novel Network.
It was the first time the two brothers had seen ghost messengers from other halls, and their impression was not good.
"But the ghost messengers from the Eastern Hall came this time at the invitation of Lord Zhong Kui to help."
Li Suo said while organizing the underworld coins on the bed, "And I think Jiang Wuchang and the others seem more inclined to learn this time."
"Mmm…"
Dangran responded with an "Mmm," turned over, and lay in the air, looking at the ghost fire on the ceiling.
The pale white ghost fire floated quietly above, flickering occasionally.
Just as Li Suo was putting the money back into his pocket, he suddenly heard Dangran mutter,
"Actually, I don't dislike the ghost messenger you brought today."
Li Suo nodded, "Yeah, me neither. He even gave us money!"
Dangran: "Brother, I want to eat meat."
Li Suo: "???"
He looked up at Dangran, why was he suddenly saying this?
Dangran rolled around in the air, looking at Li Suo pitifully, "I smell meat."
Due to their debt, they hadn't eaten meat for a long time.
Eating meat was only natural for a tiger.
Li Suo was stunned, he sniffed the air carefully.
Before Dangran mentioned it, he hadn't noticed, but upon smelling it, he detected a familiar scent.
"It's hot pot!" Li Suo identified.
"So fragrant…"
Dangran was already craving it.
Smelling the increasingly rich aroma of meat, he even felt an urge to howl.
"Let's see who it is."
The two brothers floated to the window and poked their heads out to look.
Upon looking, they saw a row of heads sticking out of the windows of Building No. 2.
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