The first hand stretched out from the vortex; it was a white arm.
“Obtained Ghost Incense （ An item liked by low-level ghost items. When ignited, it can attract the attention of ghost items. The duration is reduced based on the ghost item's intensity. ）”
Good stuff!
Although there was only one, this item could definitely save a life at a critical moment. However, it was only a white-level item, which made Qin Che feel slightly uncomfortable. White meant Qin Che wasn't a lucky person, right?
Immediately following, the second hand stretched out from the vortex, also white, and in its palm was a piece of black-gray paper money.
“Obtained 100 Ghost Yuan.”
“Obtained 100 Ghost Yuan.”
“Obtained Ghost Incense.”
“Obtained 100 Ghost Yuan.”
“Obtained Ghost Incense.”
Qin Che stared at these few hands, somewhat stunned.
This is... a ten consecutive draw?
So the Ghost Incense isn't even a good thing? It just gives them away? Giving three at once?
“Damn it! Next one!”
Qin Che couldn't help but curse. It was one thing if other people's draws showed blue skies and white clouds, but he didn't even get the blue sky, just all white clouds.
Qin Che looked eagerly at the center of the vortex. Suddenly, the rotation of the vortex became violent, and a purple hand abruptly stretched out.
Finally!
Purple! It must be something at least as good as the Eye of Insight!
“Obtained 1000 Ghost Yuan.”
“I’ll draw your mother!” Qin Che finally couldn't hold back his curse. If there had been a computer in front of him, it would have been smashed by now! Completely destroyed! This lottery is too much of a bully!
Qin Che suddenly felt a bit wronged.
He immediately lost any hope for the remaining three items.
Let it be, I'm tired.
“Obtained God-Conquering Mirror （ Can briefly Seal a ghost item for 3 seconds ）”
Qin Che's face was expressionless. Three seconds? What could that accomplish? Seal the ghost and then run a few more steps only to be killed by the ghost? Next.
“Obtained a Bucket of Black Dog Blood.”
“Obtained a blood-stained Brick （ Don't know what use it has, just a relatively hard brick. ）”
Finished drawing.
Qin Che sat on the toilet, looking up at the ceiling in a daze. Ten draws: 6 white clouds, 4 purples, but these purple items didn't seem very useful either.
After sitting on the toilet for a while, Qin Che walked out of the bathroom, returned to his Dormitory, and flopped onto the bed with a bang.
Tired.
“Yo, handsome.”
The Cabinet door opened automatically, and the Mirror Ghost's fanged maw appeared on the mirror.
“What?” Qin Che's mouth wriggled.
“Do me a small favor.”
“Not helping.” Qin Che was too lazy to move and just turned over, closing his eyes.
“You... got Fired?” the Mirror Ghost asked. “That shouldn’t be right; how can someone get Fired on their first day of Work?”
Qin Che ignored him.
“Look, we’re roommates now. Doing me a small favor won't kill you,” the Mirror Ghost said. “We’re roommates, after all.”
Seeing Qin Che still ignoring him, he continued, “Why is a young handsome guy like you already giving up?”
“Tell you what, help me with a favor, and I’ll Introduce my Younger sister to you. She’s very pretty, I Guarantee you’ll Like her.”
“Don’t ignore me... Actually... I have many Younger sisters.”
As the Mirror Ghost spoke, a scarlet, slender Tongue stretched out from the fanged maw, gently patting Qin Che’s Shoulder.
“Really, I’m not lying. I’ll introduce all of them to you! I even have a Younger sister who is Pregnant; introducing her to you means getting a Son for free!”
“Do you believe I’ll dismantle you!” Qin Che’s Forehead veins bulging, he sat up from the bed and grabbed the Mirror Ghost’s Tongue, pulling it Forcefully outward.
“Ow ow ow!” the Mirror Ghost cried out. “If you don’t want to help, don’t help! Is it necessary to hit people?”
“Can you even be considered human?” Qin Che released the Mirror Ghost’s Tongue and looked at him grimly.
“Holy crap, I was human before I became a ghost, okay? Brother, you hit too hard.” His Tongue couldn't retract for a moment and could only extend two miniature hands, like a T-Rex’s forelimbs, to gently rub the elongated Tongue.
Qin Che calmed down a bit and wasn't as angry as before.
Dealing with this Mirror Ghost actually improved his mood quite a bit.
The body is his own; if he gets angry, he’s the one who suffers the loss.
“Alright, tell me what you need me to do,” Qin Che said, sitting cross-legged on the bed.
“Hehe.” The Mirror Ghost’s Both eyes narrowed, looking as sleazy as possible. “It’s like this: one of my Brothers was Bullied. You just need to go over and beat that person up. Simple, right? Then I’ll Introduce my Younger sister to you.”
“Was he bullied by a person or a ghost?”
“A person, someone just like you, who also arrived not long ago,” the Mirror Ghost said. “That kid got angry somewhere, came back during the lunch break, and smashed my Brother’s face in. His face was shattered! He still wants to get married!”
“Don’t you have many Younger sisters? Introduce one of them to him,” Qin Che said.
“Can that be the same? You’re handsome; he’s a loser.”
Hearing this, Qin Che twitched the corner of his mouth: “Is it appropriate for you to talk about your Brother like that?”
“Ah, we’re all Mirror Ghosts, we’re all the same.” The Mirror Ghost was quite Transparent. If he had a cigarette right now, he’d probably smoke a couple of puffs.
Qin Che thought about it and felt it wasn't impossible. Counting it up, this Mirror Ghost could indeed be considered his roommate, and they still had 9 days to spend together, so building a good relationship was important.
He didn't want a Tongue secretly licking him at night.
“Fine, what’s his name? Let me see if I know him. If I’m familiar with him, apologizing should suffice; it wouldn't be right for me to directly beat him up,” Qin Che said after thinking for a moment.
After all, there were 100 Players in the entire game, and over 40 from their school were sent over together, so it was inevitable he might run into someone he knew.
“I think his name is Zhang Qiang, working in the Restaurant area,” the Mirror Ghost said. “My Brother said that kid had an arm taken by a Guest before.”
Seeing Qin Che’s expression change slightly, the Mirror Ghost added, “You don’t know him, do you? Then it might not be good to go beat him up?”
“I know him,” Qin Che replied. “But he’s a classmate, and although our relationship isn't great, it doesn't seem right to just go beat him up; he hasn't provoked me much.”
“Is that so.” The Mirror Ghost pouted.
“But asking him to apologize to your Brother shouldn't be a problem. At worst, I can treat him to a foot wash later,” Qin Che said. He currently had over a thousand Ghost Yuan, which was the circulating currency in the Thriller World; treating Zhang Qiang to a foot wash was no issue.
“Awesome!” the Mirror Ghost was delighted, and his mouth started chattering again. “When you Get off Work tonight, I’ll call all my Younger sisters over, and we can have a good chat.”
“Forget the Younger sisters.”
“Oh, still being modest? I get it, I get it,” the Mirror Ghost chuckled, his Both eyes narrowing into slits again. “You men are all like that; you say no with your mouths, but your bodies are honest.”
“You’re not a man?” Qin Che asked, surprised.
“I’m a ghost! A male ghost!” the Mirror Ghost replied.
“Alright, I’m done talking to you. I’m leaving.” Qin Che said, tidying his attire in front of the Mirror Ghost, then heading out. He smeared mud on his face before confidently Leaving the 13th floor.
He first returned to the Front Desk Lobby and asked Jack about the penalty standards for Employee brawls.
The hotel clearly stipulated that Players involved in a brawl would have 20 Points deducted.
Qin Che looked at his remaining 37 Points and went straight to the Restaurant. He was being generous; he was only short three Points, which he could extort from Babu later.
Arriving at the Restaurant, Qin Che glanced around and saw a few familiar faces working diligently.
He casually found a female classmate from his class and asked, “He Lulu, have you seen Zhang Qiang?”
He Lulu had been in a state of constant fear, her face pale. Seeing Qin Che, her expression turned even uglier: “Qin Che, hurry up and leave! Do not come to the Restaurant.”
“Why? I still need to eat tonight,” Qin Che was a bit confused. “I’m not an Employee here, and I won’t be dealing with the Guests here. Is the Restaurant that Dangerous?”
“No, no, no.” He Lulu’s breathing became somewhat Rapid. “Zhang Qiang... Zhang Qiang... he... he wants to mess with you. Hurry up and leave, don't come to the Restaurant. It’s best if you stay with your Steward.”
“He wants to mess with me?” Qin Che suddenly smiled. Qin Che, at 1.8 meters tall, could easily beat up Zhang Qiang, who was 1.72 meters. Qin Che couldn't figure out where he got the courage. “He’s probably just talking big. When did that guy ever dare to be so arrogant?”
“It’s not... Zhang Qiang... he... he...” He Lulu seemed to have something stuck in her throat, unable to finish her sentence.
“Don’t rush, take your Time saying it slowly.”
At this moment, a voice came from behind Qin Che.
“Oh, isn't this Qin Che? Does smearing mud on your face feel comfortable?”
Qin Che turned his head, his expression changing slightly. Immediately after, he saw Zhang Qiang’s right hand—that hand interwoven with red and black, covered in death spots.
“Zhang Qiang has become a Ghost Controller!” He Lulu grabbed Qin Che’s hand, her small face full of terror.
（Please collect, please recommend~ ）