As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave. Chapter 300: Your order has been delivered

"Holy shit!"

The two gang mbers blurted out expletives simultaneously, clearly taken aback by the unexpected multiplication and harmony among their duplicates.

However, the next mont, countless lava spears manifested, piercing through the two like a torrential downpour, turning them into sieves.

Their powers were rely at the general level; even if it had been Ghost Emperor, the outco would have been the sa.

Triggering the Rampage State for the native inhabitants wasn’t instantaneous; it took at least a few seconds. Even for Ghost Emperor, his Ghost Energy remained hidden until he was fully rampaged.

Dozens of Alexanders, each of prince-level strength, launched simultaneous attacks that even Ghost Emperor couldn’t withstand.

"Such a waste, what a waste!" Alexander lanted as he looked at the torn and tattered ghost corpses, nearly dispersed and with significantly reduced conversion efficiency.

"Let give it a try! After all, the ability of the Ghost Chef is sowhat twisted; whether it can truly be used is still uncertain," the second duplicate Alexander stepped forward to say.

In the brief period just now, not only was the original Alexander busy duplicating, but the other duplicates were also experinting with various things.

Skills, talents, items, and Ghost Treasures were all fully replicated, although not everything could be utilized.

For example, the Forbidden Ring was replicated with all its attributes but was unusable. Similarly unutilizable items included Emperor’s wines.

The Underworld Sword only had its most basic abilities and lacked any growth potential. Moreover, all the duplicated Ghost Treasures shared a common characteristic: they could only be used by their own respective duplicates.

For instance, Ghost Food had no effect when ingested by Zoe, other duplicates, or even the original Alexander himself. It could only be utilized by the individual who was duplicated.

If one can’t even exploit the bug of unlimitedly generating Ghost Food, let alone the bug related to the Ghost Chef skill, then the value of the duplicates would diminish greatly, relegated to re combatants.

Dozens of Alexanders were intently watching the second duplicate. A burst of radiant light flashed, and two ghost corpses transford into two bottles of general-grade cola.

Success!

All Alexanders were overjoyed. It appeared that converting Ghost Food posed no problems.

The next issue was to see whether this Ghost Food, like other duplicated Ghost Food items, could only be utilized by the duplicates themselves.

The second duplicate handed one bottle of cola to Alexander. Alexander took it and drained it in one gulp.

The cola turned into Ghost Energy, directly enhancing his flesh.

Alexander’s physical strength had already reached prince-level, nearing the peak, with all four-dinsional attributes approaching five thousand. Therefore, this bit of Ghost Energy had almost no impact on his strength.

Nevertheless, a look of wild joy spread across Alexander’s face. This ant that the Ghost Food indeed worked.

"It’s still not enough, let’s be cautious! You being able to use it doesn’t an others can," said the first duplicate Alexander cautiously.

In the room, dozens of Alexanders simultaneously turned their gaze towards the four won on the bed.

Just as suspected! These devils would never let them go!

The third Zoe, who was the original, shuddered and quickly hugged the other Zoes tightly.

Despite the brief period of their acquaintance, they had rapidly forged a strong friendship under the external pressures from dozens of devils, since they were almost identical in terms of personality and thinking.

"Don’t look at , I’m just a duplicate!" The first Zoe shook her head repeatedly, releasing her hold on the third Zoe and forcefully pulling away.

"Exactly, we’re also duplicates; experinting on us might not be of any use!" The second Zoe nodded continuously, subtly shifting backwards to put so distance between herself and the third Zoe.

"If there’s going to be an experint, it should definitely be on her since she’s the original!" The fourth Zoe also made her position clear, quickly wriggling free from the third Zoe’s embrace.

"You... you’re all shaless! What happened to sticking together? Facing the devils as one? We just swore on our childhood secret codes!" The third Zoe looked at her ’sisters,’ who had just been hugging her tightly, in disbelief.

"You can’t bla us!" The first Zoe shook her head. "We’re all your duplicates, so, you know!"

"Exactly!" The fourth Zoe chid in, nodding. "We’re helping you co to grips with who you really are!"

Is this what they call a ’plastic friendship’? It’s way too superficial, especially considering these are her own duplicates!

In other words, if she were in their shoes, or faced the sa circumstances, she would make the sa choices without hesitation.

If it weren’t for these duplicates, Zoe wouldn’t even know that she was this kind of person!

The third duplicate wore a look of utter despair, took the cola bottle in hand, and drained it in a gesture of noble self-sacrifice.

The next mont, a torrent of Ghost Energy began to surge within her. She had experienced the Rampage State before and had regained her original consciousness.

She realized she was stuck in a cycle, her instincts to engage in slaughter only suppressed by the overpowering pressure from the nurous Alexanders.

At this mont, feeling the Ghost Energy coursing wildly within her and her rapidly increasing strength, Zoe was elated beyond asure. She didn’t care about anyone else and closed her eyes to absorb the Ghost Energy within her.

"It really works!" Seeing this, Alexander were very pleased, and smiles broke out on the faces of all the duplicates.

Thump, thump!

The door to the room was knocked on once again.

Dozens of Alexanders simultaneously turned their gazes towards the door, smiles lighting up their faces, as if a pleasant notification had just rung in their ears.

"Your order has been delivered. Thank you for your trust, and we look forward to serving you again! Enjoy your al!"

Enjoy!

Oh, they were more than just enjoying it!

This ti, bursting in from outside was a gang mber, covered in blood from head to toe.

In his right hand, he wielded a waterlon knife, and in his left, a revolver.