Chapter 107 The Singer, Oh, the Singer 40

"Foodie, the foodie ran over..."

"Hehe, tell Mommy, tell Mommy..."

Two children looked at Lin Xiangjun. Although the little boy had a greedy look, he still generally fell within the human category.

The little girl was much more unrestrained. Her mouth, exceptionally large and unable to close, looked like the muzzle of a tank cannon. One could see down her throat from a distance, and she drooled incessantly, quickly soaking the collar of her clothes.

In the last instance, Lin Xiangjun had dealt with three ghosts, large and small.

Because of this, her heart was filled with shock and her muscles tensed, the gems on her sharp knife sinking into her flesh.

The sense of crisis these two children gave her was actually almost the same as when she faced Qin Jianyuan in the previous instance!

But compared to the last instance, her strength had more than tripled!

Could any random ghost in a three-star instance be comparable to the boss of a two-star instance?!

Is this reasonable?

The ghost in the Security Room, covered in eyes, looked at Lin Xiangjun. The eyes on its body blinked and blinked again. Although it had no organs other than eyes, it managed to use its upper and lower eyelids in coordination with its eyeballs to make a "drooling with desire" expression.

To make matters worse, Lin Xiangjun could feel more ghosts surrounding her position.

Playing this big right at the start of the instance?

Lin Xiangjun cursed the ghost game repeatedly in her mind, but her hands were not slow at all. Before the two little ghosts could come skipping hand-in-hand toward her, she had already pulled a small pack of tissues from her pocket.

【A Small Pack of Handkerchief Tissues: After use, it can briefly mask human scent and simulate a low-level ghost aura for ten minutes. There are five sheets left, allowing you to experience being a green tea-scented ghost for fifty minutes.】

This was something Lin Xiangjun found in the Security Room during the last instance. There were three packs in total, with five sheets per pack.

The two little ghosts looked like they were running easily, as if on a spring outing, but their speed was actually terrifyingly fast. In the time it took Lin Xiangjun to pull the tissues from her pocket, they had already rushed forward nearly ten meters.

The distance between Lin Xiangjun and the two children was only thirty meters to begin with.

The little girl, with a wide mouth similar to the Snack Witch, rushed over with a "jie jie jie" laugh.

"Hehe, food, hehe, wild!"

Wild my foot!

What do you mean wild? If you want to eat wild things, go into the woods and find a wild man yourself!

Lin Xiangjun cursed while accelerating her movements.

Now she finally understood those deadweight characters in TV dramas who would get weak in the knees and fall to the ground screaming when a murderer rushed at them.

When a bunch of hideous, ghostly, twisted creatures are rushing at you, ahhh, it really is terrifying, ahhh!

Using her fastest speed ever, Lin Xiangjun pulled out a handkerchief tissue and covered her nose and mouth.

A scent of cheap green tea enveloped her.

The moment she covered her nose and mouth, the little girl who was about to pounce on her suddenly froze in place. She looked around in confusion, seemingly not understanding why the food had suddenly disappeared.

Even though her hand was only one centimeter away from grabbing Lin Xiangjun's sweatpants.

She simply withdrew her hand, as if such a large human right in front of her had turned invisible.

"Brother, Brother, the wild food is gone..."

The little boy also looked around in confusion. However, the surroundings were empty, and there was no other creature besides Lin Xiangjun. So finally, he looked at Lin Xiangjun once again.

But this time, it wasn't the look of seeing food, but... the kind of look a high schooler gives an elementary schooler, like looking at an ignorant child.

"Did you eat the food just now?"

Lin Xiangjun shook her head quickly and firmly.

She wasn't, she didn't, she knew nothing!

"Brother, it probably wasn't it. It's just a low-level ghost that can't even talk. How could it snatch food from us?" The little girl pulled on the little boy's arm.

The little boy thought the little girl made sense. The two of them calmed down again and, just like when Lin Xiangjun first saw them, walked away hand-in-hand.

Lin Xiangjun, still covering her nose and mouth with the handkerchief tissue, let out a deep breath.

Thank goodness for the gift from the Security Ghost in the last instance.

May good people... good ghosts live a peaceful life.

Lin Xiangjun thought, completely forgetting that the Security Ghost had already become nourishment for Patrick Star.

Lin Xiangjun had three packs of 【A Small Pack of Handkerchief Tissues】 in total. Each pack had five sheets, and each sheet could be used for five minutes, making a total of seventy-five minutes.

The time spent disguised as a ghost was clearly not enough to gather clues.

But there was no need to worry too much.

If Xia Suhe was still human, the fact that she could live in Senhe Mansion for a long time meant she must have items that could guarantee their survival long-term. As long as she found her within seventy-five minutes, she wouldn't have to worry too much afterward.

If Xia Suhe had already become a ghost...

Then it would be even simpler.

She would just smash open a path to survival with underworld currency.

No ghost could resist the temptation of underworld currency.

As long as she could find Xia Suhe, nothing would be a problem.

Lin Xiangjun first looked around the outside of Senhe Mansion to confirm that there were no obvious rules posted, then tentatively walked inside.

The Security Ghost, who had been silent, extended a tentacle from the window, blocking Lin Xiangjun's path.

"It has been detected that you are not a homeowner in this community. Please present your relevant identification, otherwise entry is not permitted."

It was covered in eyes, and it was unclear which organ was producing the sound.

Where would Lin Xiangjun get relevant identification?

But she didn't panic at all.

"I wanted to come to Senhe Mansion to see if there are any suitable houses. I'm here to rent a house today. I didn't make an appointment in advance. Could you please call your Property Management?"

The Security Ghost's voice was cold: "No relevant identification, entry not per—per, per, please take a seat! I'll call Property Management right away!"

The tentacle it had extended to block Lin Xiangjun suddenly snatched the underworld currency from her hand. Then, it pulled a chair from somewhere in the security booth and placed it next to her, even thoughtfully bringing out a cushion, for fear that she might be uncomfortable.

"Hello! Hello! ■■, there's a big client here! Rich, super rich—yes, here to rent! Forget those poor devils who can't pay rent, this one here is truly worth serving! Hurry up, run faster, if she gets tired of waiting and doesn't rent, you'll regret it to death!"

Lin Xiangjun did not sit on that stool.

She was already wearing a mask with a layer of stockings over it, and now she had a layer of tissue paper pressed against it. Her breathing was becoming a bit labored.

If only this mask could be upgraded.

With an added disguise function, it could not only hide her appearance from others' memories but also mask her human scent, making things much more convenient.

Why hadn't she managed to get a Fusion Machine?

To directly fuse this mask with the handkerchief tissues, combining the functions of both into one...

While Lin Xiangjun was daydreaming, a sudden tremor came from the community. Her first reaction was to think it was an earthquake, but looking closely, she realized some massive creature was running out from within the community.