"Knock, knock, knock."
The sound of knocking echoed, and the impatient voice of the Evil Ghost Prophet ca from inside, "I told you, don’t bother until you bring Ghost Coins!"
"What Ghost Coins are you talking about, Prophet?"
The Captain looked unexpectedly at the Shield Warrior beside him, feeling a bit surprised.
"Squeak~"
The door opened, and the Evil Ghost Prophet ca out, sowhat awkwardly saying, "Oh, it’s you two. I wondered who it was. So? Have you completed the task?"
"Prophet, actually, you don’t need us to tell you—you’re already able to calculate it."
The Shield Warrior spoke up first, feeling a bit suspicious of the Evil Ghost Prophet’s ability. Just now he was talking about Ghost Coins, clearly mistaking soone else, and now he’s asking if the task is completed, which doesn’t fit a prophet’s persona at all!
The Captain frowned slightly; since the Mage isn’t here, why is he deliberately stirring things up again? If they really offend this Evil Ghost Prophet, how are they supposed to clear this Ghost Curse’s toxic mist and obtain the Ghost Clan identity?!
"Human warriors, I hear there’s more to your words. Fine, let calculate how you fare this ti!"
The Evil Ghost Prophet wasn’t angered; instead, he closed his eyes, pinched his fingers in a pretentious manner, and opened his eyes in less than three seconds, saying blandly, "You’ve successfully delivered the bracelet to the elf, the task was completed well. Unfortunately, you lost a teammate, but that’s not too bad."
"Oh my gosh, Prophet, you’re truly a prophet! Not only do you know the task’s progress, you can even calculate Xihui’s death!"
The Captain was utterly amazed; he didn’t expect this NPC to be so accurate—as if having a cheat! He looked excitedly at the Evil Ghost Prophet and, trembling with his voice, asked, "Prophet, do you... know what a double-color ball is?"
"..."
The Shield Warrior’s expression turned sowhat peculiar. Talking about double-color ball with an NPC—isn’t this too off the mark?
Besides, what is there to say? You ca for the task handover, so the task is obviously completed, and since only two of you ca, guessing that Xihui t with disaster isn’t hard at all!
Even a layperson like him could figure it out!
"Double-color ball? What kind of thing is that?"
The Evil Ghost Prophet looked at the Captain with puzzlent in his eyes, then promptly returned to the main topic, "Since you’ve completed the task, I’ll fulfill my promise and help you remove the Ghost Curse."
"Thank you, sir!"
The Captain was overjoyed at the news, as the troubling Ghost Curse was finally about to be dispelled!
"Take it, swallow it."
The Evil Ghost Prophet handed over two black pills with an undeniable tone, "This Ghost Pill specifically counteracts the Ghost Curse and can permanently screen out the curse’s toxin!"
"Permanently screen? This is good stuff!"
The Captain looked joyfully at the two dark pills, about to receive them, when the Shield Warrior blocked him.
"Prophet, where’s my friend’s pill? Although he’s dead, this Ghost Curse hasn’t been lifted; he needs this pill too."
The Shield Warrior didn’t forget about Mage Xihui; if it weren’t for him, the task couldn’t have been completed at all. One must learn to be grateful and not abandon loyalty for profit.
"Oh right, I almost forgot my brother’s share. Prophet, we owe this task to him. If he doesn’t get the Ghost Pill, it wouldn’t be right."
Feeling a bit embarrassed, the Captain turned red-faced as he had been too eager to take the pills and had almost forgotten about Mage Xihui. Thinking back made him feel ashad indeed.
"Human warriors, I didn’t expect you to be so loyal and righteous, truly remarkable."
The Evil Ghost Prophet nodded in satisfaction before pulling out another black pill and handing it to the Captain.
"Thank you, sir!"
Only then did the Captain feel at ease, happily accepting the pill. But before he could split the pills with the Shield Warrior, a rather authoritative voice drew his attention.
"Gentlen, I wonder if these Ghost Pills are for sale? Mr. Dai is willing to purchase them at a high price!"
"Oh, it’s the Money maker... ahem, I an Leader Dai. Didn’t expect you to arrive so quickly; truly god-speed!"
Upon seeing Dai Xuan, the Captain’s eyes lit up with surprise, already won over by Dai Xuan’s wealth. He willingly accepted the role of a sycophant, saying sweet words to favor the money maker, in hopes of receiving generous tips—what a delight!
"What, coming to this ghost realm, I need your permission first?"
"Not at all; I ant Leader Dai leads his troops well, organizing so swiftly that within this short ti, amassing thousands of forces is impressive indeed. You have my respect!"
Unbeknownst to him, the Captain’s flattery had missed the mark, causing a little awkwardness, and his speech beca careful.
Not ntioning the number of troops would have been fine; bringing it up made Dai Xuan’s expression even grimr. It must be known that he lost over seventy thousand n in the Ice Hell, all because of this guy!
If he had been warned in advance about the hell’s danger, he wouldn’t have suffered such losses!
Despicable!
"Leader Dai, Overturning Water is just two people, yet you mobilized thousands—aren’t you overestimating him?"
The Captain didn’t notice Dai Xuan’s gloomy expression, still talking to himself, "I suggest deploying a hundred n; it’ll surely smash him to the ground..."
"Don’t teach how to do my job!"
Before the Captain could finish his sentence, Dai Xuan impatiently interrupted him, pointing to the pills and said again, "Are you selling these pills or not? I’ll buy them at a high price!"
"Uh, talking business in front of the Prophet might be inappropriate, right?"
In that mont, the Captain hesitated slightly. After all, these were wealthy patrons, and he believed the pills could definitely sell for a good price, but even so, he couldn’t sell them in front of an NPC. Doing so would easily offend the NPC, jeopardizing their Ghost Clan identity.
"Stop babbling—sell or not, give a straightforward answer. I don’t have ti to waste chatting!"
Dai Xuan expressed his frustration, having lost his Red Gold Cloud Tiger and Evil Spirit mounts, his intimidating aura significantly diminished. This wasn’t good, so he urgently needed new mounts!
Even the chest hair behind him couldn’t help but chi in: "Dude, why hesitate—Leader wants your pills, which is your blessing, quickly sell them. Offending Leader Dai would be trouble for you!"
"What do you think?"
The Captain was thoroughly moved, looked at the Shield Warrior next to him, and conveyed telepathically, "This is a rare chance; Dai Xuan is generous—these pills will definitely fetch a good price!"
"Leave it to the Captain."
The Shield Warrior was enticed as well; selling one Ghost Clan passage could fetch 50,000 gold coins—the pills could definitely sell for more!
Especially in this ghost realm map, you can’t do without these Ghost Pills; encountering such wealthy patrons makes fetching a hefty price no problem!
"Leader Dai, since you know the na of these Ghost Pills, I won’t introduce their effects. All three bundled together at a fixed price of 300,000 gold coins!"
The Captain went for a sky-high price; as these items he had never sold before, unsure of the actual price, it didn’t hurt to ask for more—just waiting for Dai Xuan to haggle.
"What? 300,000 gold coins? Why don’t you go rob?!"
The chest hair imdiately flared up; not waiting for Dai Xuan to speak, he questioned on the spot, "You think your pills are divine pellets? 100,000 gold for one—you sure are bold!"
Not only the chest hair felt this way, even the Shield Warrior was shocked by the Captain’s asking price, inevitably becoming tense, thinking the Captain was blinded by money, treating Dai Xuan as a big sucker...
In response, the Shield Warrior felt an impulse to distance himself from the Captain to avoid being implicated if Dai Xuan took action.
"What do you understand!"
The Captain glared at the chest hair to cover his inner nervousness and said solemnly, "These Ghost Pills can permanently screen the Ghost Curse’s toxin; solely for this reason, they’re worth the price! I’m not begging you to buy—take it or leave it; if not, forget it! At worst, I’ll use them myself!"
"You!"
The chest hair felt ruffled, about to retort, but Dai Xuan stopped him.
"I’ll buy these three Ghost Pills."
"What?!"
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