Surprisingly, the Scavenger didn't make any unnecessary movents.
The touch was very gentle and strange, Xiao Gui'an's contact was almost negligible, yet it unconsciously made the Scavenger want to stay a little longer.
This small figure before it no longer produced fear, replaced by another flavor, a scent the Scavenger had never slled before.
The Scavenger took a small taste.
A sweet and sour flavor—that was the taste called 'affection,' an emotion and sensation that shouldn't appear in the horror world.
Not carrying any morbidly twisted feelings.
A very strange texture, but surprisingly not unpleasant.
After one taste, it wanted another.
The Scavenger's massive body trembled slightly, and the eye-tentacles it had retracted earlier churned again, appearing ferocious and terrifying enough to make one's hair stand on end.
This flavor was different from everything it had ever eaten before—it emanated from this little thing before it.
It really wanted to devour it in one bite—
But... that wouldn't do, right?
In the Scavenger's chaotic, muddled consciousness, it realized Xiao Gui'an was different from all others.
It had encountered only one like this in so very long—if it ate it all in one bite, wouldn't there be none left?
It wasn't quite like those foolish counterparts who only knew how to eat.
Xiao Gui'an really couldn't bring himself to like those eye-tentacles of the Scavenger; just seeing those twisted and eerie things made his stomach churn, and his hand movents stopped.
The flavor seed to be fading.
Why?
The Scavenger's slow, rusty organ—if it could even be called a brain—turned over.
The enormous monster figure hesitated, showing so clumsiness as it retracted its tentacles again.
Ah—
That flavor returned.
Hidden within the thick fur, those six vortex-like, blood-red, vacant pupils seed to show so fluctuation.
"Hey, it's not that daddy dislikes you, but those tentacles really look like parasites or sothing. I don't even know if this place has anywhere for you to wash up..."
What was he saying?
It didn't understand—
But it really couldn't resist—it would just take a tiny taste.
Before Xiao Gui'an, a bottomless abyss-like maw slowly opened, and then a tongue like a giant serpent covered in sharp barbs slowly licked Xiao Gui'an, leaving behind a foul-slling, sticky mucus.
"Hey, hey, wait, don't lick !"
Xiao Gui'an was covered from head to toe in that wet, sticky mucus, which seed to have strong corrosive properties—the barbs slightly cut his skin.
"I wasn't planning to take a bath tonight!"
If those wounds were on a human body, they would hurt for a long ti.
But ghost bodies seed truly much more resilient; Xiao Gui'an didn't feel much pain, and the cuts that had been made were continuously healing.
"You can't just lick people randomly, understand—"
When a person experiences things that overturn their understanding in a short period, their acceptance level for subsequent abnormalities increases.
Xiao Gui'an was now more concerned about whether this creature carried any bacteria that could infect ghosts—he'd have to thoroughly clean up later.
Speaking of which, do ghosts even need vaccinations?
The tongue took a taste—no flavor.
The Scavenger ford this thought.
But another flavor erged—sowhat stimulating, with a different texture than before.
The emotion called stern anger.
"Alright, so we'll have to practice in the future then..."
Xiao Gui'an waved the sticky mucus off his hands.
The logout ti had arrived.
Chang Mingrui and the others were clearly in poor condition; staying longer would likely only cause more trouble.
But...
Every night's exploration ti was precious, especially since they'd encountered sothing unexpected today.
Any piece of information could beco their winning advantage in the future.
After the team mbers logged out of the ga one after another, Liu Feng looked at the ghost object in his hand and raised the eyeball again without hesitation.
For intelligence of this magnitude, every bit more they could learn was valuable.
The long-haired youth seed to be lecturing the Scavenger, his originally smooth black hair sowhat disheveled, his expression stern yet seemingly carrying a hint of helpless indulgence.
Then—
Seeming to detect soone secretly peeping, the youth with picturesque temperant accurately t the middle-aged man's gaze. His eyes were calm and gentle, without any trace of madness or eeriness.
Just like a refined gentleman, he smiled slightly and nodded gently, as if greeting soone.
How similar—
Completely like a human.
About the sa age as the young man next door.
Just around Chang Mingrui and his companions' age.
Liu Feng's heart pounded wildly, as if it would burst open at any mont. He imdiately put down the Peeping Eyes and logged out of that terrifying ga world without hesitation.
Precisely because it looked so incredibly similar to a normal human, it felt even more terrifying.
What could be hidden beneath that gentle and polite facade of a being capable of taming the Scavenger?
[There's a rat peeking]
The Zero System murmured incessantly.
Then it suddenly proposed taking a photo of Xiao Gui'an and the Scavenger, saying it was to commorate his first day on the job as an NPC or sothing.
Xiao Gui'an slightly turned his head, looking toward where the System was.
I didn't expect the System to be quite considerate.
He nodded lightly, a slight smile appearing at the corners of his mouth, expressing approval of the System.
Completely unaware of what kind of psychological trauma he had inflicted on others.
Ti passed silently.
"Dong—"
"Long—"
Only the Scavenger could hear the distant, ancient bell toll echoing in its ears.
Coming from beyond this world, as if from the edge of the starry sea.
The Quiet Mont was about to end.
They should return to the void.
Even if the Scavenger wanted to stay now, its body was being slowly dragged away by an invisible force, gradually erasing its existence.
Countless blood-red eyes stared at Xiao Gui'an, seemingly recording his appearance.
His aura, it rembered.
Watching the Scavenger slowly wriggle, its figure gradually fading, Xiao Gui'an realized it was about to leave.
"Alright, see you next ti—" He waved at the Scavenger.
After watching the Scavenger's massive figure completely disappear, Xiao Gui'an locked the balcony security lock and imdiately ran toward the bathroom.
He couldn't stand it for another mont.
Only after coming out from his bath did he belatedly rember he still had exploration tasks to complete.
Selecting so fruit from the refrigerator, he planned to visit his neighbors.
The hallway lights were actually on now, but they flickered intermittently, extrely dim, making it hard to see the path clearly.
Rhythmic knocking sounds echoed through Sunshine Residential Area.
"Knock knock—"
"Are you there?"
"I just moved in recently..."
"Are you asleep?"
"I have so fruit here, would you like to try so..."
The dim yellowish light stretched the Writer's shadow very long, sketching one twisted and terrifying pattern after another on the ground.
No response.
He knocked door by door, but not a single ghost NPC opened for him.
Not even one made a sound for him.
Clearly he could hear so faint sounds when approaching certain residences.
But as soon as he knocked, they all played dead.
Experiencing this treatnt for the first ti, Xiao Gui'an felt sowhat defeated. Do NPCs sleep this early?
Or were they all in standby mode before the ga fully started?
His first attempt at establishing good neighborly relations had failed just like that.
Xiao Gui'an returned to his residence sowhat dejectedly with his fruit.
While supplenting the Writer's acting details, Xiao Gui'an sowhat distractedly looked at 'Little Xu Zi' on the system task panel.
That person should be similar to the Chosen Ones of Fate, wonder if they're easy to get along with.
But judging by that hint item, with a second-level Psychological Counselor Certificate, they should be soone very emotionally stable and healing, right?
After all, since this is his healing ga, surely it's ant for him to heal these tragic ghost NPCs!
Xiao Gui'an thought sowhat naively, completely unaware how far his ideas had diverged from reality.
The so-called healing was actually traumatizing.
When he was playing the role of a half-human half-ghost student, watching Xu Zisheng—who wore a smile but held an axe, fiercely hacking again and again at the wooden door—speak in a gentle, negotiating tone, "Co out, stop playing Hide and Seek... I found you—"
"Bang—"
The cold-gleaming axe struck the door again and again, like chopping human bones.
"Or let big brother give you so psychological therapy, I have a certificate, level two even..."
What kind of psychological therapy cos with physical attack attributes?!
Looking at the precarious door panel and Xu Zisheng's smile hiding daggers at that mont, Xiao Gui'an finally understood how absurd his previous assumptions about Xu Zisheng had been!
So this was the trap the System had laid. His identity as a Real Ghost absolutely must not be exposed, otherwise he'd be chopped into minceat!!!
If that axe ca down on him like that, he could die on the spot all over again.
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