Another World Arrives: The Emperor's Identity is Exposed by His Daughter

Chapter 71: Providing the Ghost King with Human Services!

The white-clad ghost started chatting with the black-clad ghost in front of everyone.

"If it weren't for the fact that Leng Tou is strangely rich, we really shouldn't have let that woman go over there to provide manual services. What if the Ghost King also has that kind of taste?"

When the words "Ghost King" reached Zhou Tangyu and the others, they couldn't help but tremble.

The man in black said, "Our Yellow Springs Station is all about making money."

"But it doesn't matter. That idiot is quite unpredictable. He won't kill the woman; she'll probably just suffer a little," said the white-robed ghost.

At this moment, Zhou Tangyu interrupted the strange conversation between the two, Black and White.

"Master Bai, Master Hei, I want to ask, is some kind of Ghost King coming to the Yellow Springs Station?" Zhou Tangyu was already prepared to get slapped.

After all, every time that blonde Briton asked a question, she would get slapped by the white-clad ghost.

Strangely, this time the white-clad ghost didn't slap Zhou Tangyu, but only glared at him angrily.

However, the white-clad ghost still answered Zhou Tangyu's question.

"Tonight at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), a distinguished guest will arrive at the Yellow Springs Station. It may be the Ghost King of Lishui in Shili Township or the Ghost King of the Grave in Qiantang Town. I don't know, but you will definitely need to provide human services."

We need to provide the Ghost King with human services?!

All the chosen ones present, except for the sleeping Su Qianqian, were terrified.

That’s the Ghost King!

What level of supernatural phenomenon is this? They're not even in the same league.

Moreover, the more powerful and bizarre it is, the more ferocious it is in every aspect.

"Master Bai, Master Hei, are you really going to let us provide the Ghost King with human services?"

The question was asked not by Zhou Tangyu, but by Xue Liaokai.

Clap!

No sooner had Xue Liaokai finished speaking than he was slapped across the face by the white-clad ghost.

"You're still not willing?"

After slapping Xue Liaokai, the white-clad ghost stared intently at him through his red-glowing pupils.

Xue Liaokai lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the white-clad ghost.

Xue Liaokai was definitely furious, but he dared not retaliate.

Resistance leads to death.

The white-clad ghost said, "We've come to warn you not to try to escape, or you'll suffer a terrible death!"

The white-clad ghost's words were as if to say: You are about to be executed, and if you escape, you will be killed.

Wouldn't that mean you'd die whether you tried to escape or not?
No, actually, running away would definitely mean certain death.

After all, even if you manage to escape from the Yellow Springs Station and survive, you will still be wiped out three days later.

If they don't run away, there's still a glimmer of hope.

Zhou Tangyu calculated the time; there were still about two hours until midnight.

Gaining 100 contribution points in two hours is obviously an impossible task.

But if we provide human services to the Ghost King, wouldn't we be able to gain more contribution points?
Providing artificial services to the Ghost King is far more dangerous than anything else, even something as bizarre as "Great Eerie."

Zhou Tangyu expressed his despair.

After all, this was his first time entering a four-star difficulty interdimensional dungeon trial, and he had only completed a simulated trial of a three-star difficulty interdimensional dungeon, not a real three-star difficulty interdimensional dungeon trial.

Just over three hours later, eight of the fifteen chosen contestants had already been eliminated.

In these bizarre eyes, human life is as cheap as an ant's—that is an indisputable fact.

After speaking, the two figures in black and white drifted away eerily.

The remaining Zhou Tangyu and the others, who were at the Yellow Springs Station the day after tomorrow, remained in place, filled with worry and fear.

"What the hell? Are we supposed to provide the Ghost King with human services?" Xue Liaokai was on the verge of a breakdown.

Zhou Tangyu said, "Isn't everyone feeling the same way!"

After Zhou Tangyu finished speaking, he looked at Su Qianqian, who was fast asleep. He also realized that he hadn't included a five-year-old girl in the calculation.

Zhou Tangyu looked at Long Lianfang and asked, "Ms. Long, at this point, do you have any ideas? We're practically ants on the same side." Long Lianfang just smiled contemptuously. Of course she had a solution: money!

Moreover, the white-clothed ghost, the black-clothed ghost, and Granny Kui all kept implying that the Yellow Springs Station was meant to be profitable.

Money talks, no money means no deal!
Long Lianfang, Yuan Changzhou, and Deng Shijie are elites from Taidou Company, Feiyu Company, and Jinghong Company, respectively. Before entering this otherworld instance of the Yellow Springs Station, their companies had allocated funds for them to use for the trial of the otherworld instance.

Apart from Yuan Changzhou spending 40,000 Heavenly Dao Coins, Long Lianfang and Deng Shijie didn't spend a single penny.

They all have very precise and accurate calculations.

……

at the same time.

Room A4.

Ou Rong has been brought here by the old woman and is currently providing manual services to the eccentric and foolish man.

A bizarre creature with a blue head and wearing red pants is lying on the floor.

For some reason, its gaze was particularly disgusting.

Ou Rong stood motionless, her body trembling with fear, her eyes tightly closed, not daring to look at the strange, dazed figure at her feet.

"Hehe, I saw it, it's white."

It turned out that Leng Tou was secretly watching, and he was doing so in an extremely lewd manner, moving step by step to Ou Rong's feet.

As a level seven supernatural being, its behavior is surprisingly vulgar, and it has a rather naive and simple-minded personality.

Then I saw the hothead stand up again, but it felt like he hadn't actually stood up.

With a height of about one meter, I estimate that if he jumped, he could hit two large balloons.

The hothead actually jumped up, burying his head between the two large balloons.

"Hehe, it's so soft and fluffy, so thoughtful!"

Leng Tou rubbed against something strangely, as if he had put his head inside the bread, and hot steam was rising from it.

As for why this is the case?

In eerie worlds, wisps of blue smoke are a common occurrence.

No wonder the stubborn guy strangely requested the largest and best human service.

Ou Rong still dared not move; she even kept her eyes tightly closed, her heart already broken.

Then I saw the clueless guy lying flat beneath Ou Rong.

"Sit down!"

The strange, brute-force voice sounded like that of an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Ou Rong, trembling, did as Leng Tou said strangely.

As soon as she sat down, another cloud of black smoke billowed out.

That idiot still looked quite pleased with himself, his laughter growing increasingly hoarse.

Sway left and right!

Ou Rong swayed back and forth again because of her strange and eccentric behavior.

A small boat rocked incessantly on the riverbank amidst strong winds and waves.

The small boat seemed about to sink, enduring a double storm.

One plume of black smoke after another billowed upwards.

"No, I'm going to faint!"

The idiot is strange; he's clearly a boat, yet he's seasick?
The viewers in Tiandao's live stream room had been watching this scene closely.

Do you get seasick?

"I don't get seasick."

"I still think Zhao Feiya is better!"

(End of this chapter)