Chapter 1 The Voice

As the voice rang out, Li Pangpang immediately flew into a rage, saying, "That bastard just loves to put us down."

"Who is it?"

"That grandson Qi Feng. I wish he'd get bitten by an evil spirit and kick the bucket already."

Yuan Muye realized at that moment that they were being called First Class Trash and Second Class Trash.

"Fat Bro, which of us is First Class Trash?"

"You, Lao Yuan. What am I going to do with you? What's there to fight over? If you like First Class Trash, you can be First Class Trash from now on. I'm a First Class Genius..."

Hearing him say that, Yuan Muye knew that First Class Trash was Li Pangpang.

"Whether you can handle it or not doesn't matter. I'm telling you, you're dead tonight. According to the latest intel, the evil spirit on the eighteenth floor of the Xie Zi Building on Dongxi Street is supposedly a Tier 2 evil spirit. If you haven't arrived yet, you better scram. It's not something you can deal with."

Qi Feng's voice was laced with sarcasm.

Li Pangpang couldn't hold back and pressed the pager, saying, "Qi Feng, you bastard, why is your mouth so stinky? Did you eat garlic or shit this morning? Tier 2 evil spirit? Even a Tier 200 evil spirit is nothing that Lao Yuan and I can't handle."

He released the pager and then said, "Lao Yuan, do you think I'm right?"

"Yeah, not bad."

Although Qi Feng's mouth was foul, what he said made some sense.

However, the system hadn't warned him of any danger yet.

Yuan Muye then pressed the pager and said, "Captain, I recommend letting Qi Feng take over the Dongxi Street mission. Qi Feng's abilities have always been outstanding, and I believe dealing with a Tier 2 evil spirit shouldn't be a problem for him."

"Negative emotional value from Qi Feng, +66..."

Damn it...

Yuan Muye was very surprised, not expecting to receive emotional value from so far away.

He was overjoyed and continued, "Captain, Qi Feng also told me some time ago that he hasn't had a chance to show off his skills in the team. Please give him a chance to prove himself..."

"Negative emotional value from Qi Feng, +131..."

"Captain..."

Just as Yuan Muye was about to say something, Qi Feng's emotions seemed to finally snap. "Second Class Trash, no one's going to treat you like a mute if you don't talk."

Li Pangpang looked at Yuan Muye with a bewildered expression, somewhat lost.

In the past, Yuan Muye wasn't like this. Usually, when facing Qi Feng's taunts, he would endure it as much as possible.

But now it was different. He felt like Yuan Muye had suddenly become a little… cheeky.

But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

However, he quite admired what Yuan Muye had said.

Qi Feng, that bastard, just needed to be confronted.

Always acting cool, but actually had no real skills.

He then said with a smile, "That's right, Captain, hurry up and let Qi Feng come over."

"Alright, stop arguing. The situation on Dongxi Street is quite special. You guys retreat first."

The voice was deep and full of strength.

It was the captain speaking.

"Lao Yuan, let's go back."

Hearing this, Li Pangpang breathed a sigh of relief. Leaving this place of trouble was the best thing that could happen to him.

But just as he was about to leave, he heard a weeping sound.

The sound of crying was somewhat like a child's whimpering, eerie and terrifying...

The door to Room 1801 was open.

It was dark inside.

Their flashlights illuminated the interior.

But neither of them dared to go inside.

At that moment, they looked at each other. "Is something about to happen?"

Li Pangpang muttered.

"System reminder: There are evil spirits in the room. Evil spirit level determined: Tier 2. The Zhugui Talisman (Evil-Slaying Talisman) is currently unable to cope..."

"Then what can we do to cope?"

The voice seemed to ring out from within his mind.

"That's not right. There's more than one evil spirit in the room. In this situation, it is recommended that the host run away immediately."

Yuan Muye: "..."

"Lao Yuan, let's get out of here!"

"Run! Run now!"

After saying that, Yuan Muye turned around and walked out.

Li Pangpang didn't react for a moment, but after he came back to his senses, he quickly chased after him.

The two of them hurried down the stairs.

But no matter how they walked, they couldn't seem to find their way out.

Li Pangpang was panting from exhaustion.

"This is bad, Lao Yuan. I'm afraid we've run into a ghost wall, haven't we?"

"Very likely."

Yuan Muye said.

His face was grave. A Tier 2 evil spirit that the Zhugui Talisman couldn't handle was no joke.

He entered the shop, wanting to buy other ghost-exterminating items.

After looking around, he found a second item, but it required 1000 emotional value points: Thor's Hammer...

This thing looked good.

He looked at his emotional value points, which were around five hundred.

Still missing half...

Yuan Muye frowned for a moment, then looked at Li Pangpang.

An idea immediately formed in his mind.

"Fat Bro, have you ever been in love?"

"Damn it, what are you talking about? Have I been in love... So many girls used to like me."

"Really? I seem to remember you crying for three days and three nights when you were dumped..."

"Negative emotional value from Li Pangpang, +99..."

"Damn it, Lao Yuan, you're really cheap now, you..."

"I'm sorry, Fat Bro, I didn't mean to reopen your old wounds, but there's something I need to tell you..."

"What is it?"

"Actually, I saw your girlfriend getting into someone else's car late at night..."

"Negative emotional value from Li Pangpang, +199."

His scars were reopened, and Li Pangpang almost burst into tears.

"Lao Yuan, why didn't you tell me sooner? If you had told me sooner, I would have definitely killed that bastard..."

Looking at Li Pangpang's grief-stricken emotions, Yuan Muye sighed inwardly and patted Li Pangpang on the shoulder, saying, "Fat Bro, take it easy. It's all in the past..."

He felt a little guilty for continuing to extract negative emotional value from Li Pangpang.

He now had about 800 emotional value points, still 200 short.

Yuan Muye then turned on the pager and continued, "Qi Feng, I heard that when you first joined the team, you were so scared that you wet your pants?"

"Negative emotional value from Qi Feng, +66..."

Reacting so quickly?

"I heard that your girlfriend found out later, and she wanted to break up with you. Actually, I think your girlfriend was wrong. Being so scared that you wet your pants is a natural physiological reaction..."

"Negative emotional value from Qi Feng, +321..."

Feeling the increase in emotional value points, Yuan Muye thought, "Finally, enough..."

At that moment, an eerie voice came, "Are you two lost? Why don't you come home with me?"

Hearing this voice, both of them felt goosebumps all over their bodies. They turned their heads at the same time, and their expressions instantly froze.