Chapter 99 The Singer, Oh, Singer 32

At 8:30 in the morning, Zhang Minxian woke Lin Xiangjun up right on time.

As expected of the Super Sleep Aid Tablet, it was highly effective; scraping off just a tiny bit of powder was enough to let Lin Xiangjun sleep soundly for the entire night.

Although her sleep hadn't been particularly deep, she had at least managed to fall asleep.

In an instance, being able to sleep and replenish one's energy was a good thing; at least she wouldn't end up dying inexplicably due to making mistakes or violating rules from a lack of mental clarity.

However, since she hadn't slept particularly well last night, she still felt a bit drowsy after waking up and washing up this morning.

Therefore, she prepared two eggs and two cucumbers for breakfast and brewed herself a cup of strong tea, avoiding carbohydrates like buns or steamed buns to prevent a "carb coma" and the lingering effects of insufficient sleep from hitting her with a one-two punch.

After finishing her breakfast and the strong tea, she finally felt a bit more alert.

Lin Xiangjun patted Patrick Star's pointy head and swallowed the last bite of egg yolk, saying, "Today, you stay here and watch the house properly. If anyone breaks in, break their legs, understand?"

Patrick Star paused, slowly nodded to indicate it understood, then slowly raised its hands and made a "snapping" gesture.

"If anyone breaks in, I will snap their legs."

The child was finally able to communicate; feeling the relief of a child finally becoming enlightened, Lin Xiangjun patted Patrick Star's pointy head and stuffed two thousand underworld currency into its hand.

"Eat up. This is your snack for today; don't go hungry."

After settling Patrick Star, Zhang Minxian headed out early. With everything prepared, Lin Xiangjun took out the [Lily of the Valley Perfume in the Mist].

[Lily of the Valley Perfume in the Mist: From the most popular Floral Impression series by Miss Jiang Shangqingfeng's perfume factory. Each bottle can be used three times, with each use granting the user a ghost-like state that allows them to pass through solid matter for ten minutes. Miss Jiang Shangqingfeng originally intended to design a perfume that would give the user a ghostly, eerie, and cold feeling; to some extent, she had realized her original vision.]

Regarding the three apartments the Old Lady mentioned yesterday, Zhang Minxian had rented the three-bedroom unit. Now, there were two two-bedroom units left: 706 and 1206. Since she didn't know which one Tiger Wang had rented, she would just have to check both.

There were a total of four "clean houses" currently: the 312 in Building 40 where Lin Xiangjun lived herself, 408 in Unit 1 of Building 39, and 706 and 1206 in Unit 2.

Zhang Minxian's task for today was to inquire about the original tenant information for these clean houses.

Lin Xiangjun would first go to the empty houses to look for new rules, and then visit Tiger Wang to find out what had happened last night.

Before using the perfume, she first took the [green trash can] out of her pouch and tossed the freshly repaired [jin baoguis chocolate candy] into the glass jar designated for chocolate candies.

Since the [green trash can] had fallen into Lin Xiangjun's hands, its work had never ceased. Judging by its working hours, it was enough to make a landlord cry and a capitalist break into a cold sweat.

The trash can had been repeatedly repairing the [jin baoguis chocolate candy] and [mint candy]. Both were [c-rank prop]s with a repair time of twenty-four hours, which perfectly aligned with collecting them once every morning at nine o'clock.

Every time the repair was completed, she only needed to unwrap the candy and toss it into the candy jar; the candy wrapper could then be tossed back into the trash can for recycling.

Using this method, which was akin to exploiting a bug, Lin Xiangjun had "repaired" sixteen chocolate candies and fifteen mint candies over the course of a month.

One could provide a shield, and the other could heal wounds. Looking at the two candy jars, she could already imagine the immense protection her body would receive.

Patting the lid of the [green trash can], Lin Xiangjun, in a good mood, pressed the perfume nozzle toward herself.

A mist-like gas sprayed from the perfume nozzle, condensing into a faint white mass in the air that floated quietly, as if waiting for Lin Xiangjun to step inside.

Lin Xiangjun didn't step inside immediately, however; instead, she tossed the now-empty perfume bottle into the trash can.

[Recyclable trash detected: Used up Lily of the Valley Perfume in the Mist. Repair cost: 100 underworld currency. Repair?]

[Yes]

[Repairing...]

[Remaining repair time: 24 hours]

Excellent.

In twenty-four hours, she would have a brand-new bottle of perfume.

As expected, the most useful prop so far, besides the sharp knife that had been with her all along, was this unassuming [green trash can].

"Little Green, I will definitely work hard to bring back more nutritious trash for you to eat."

The electronic screen on the surface of the trash can suddenly froze for a split second, and the machine's faint humming sound also stalled for a moment before growing louder, as if it were protesting.

"Who! Wants to eat! More! Trash!"

"Who ever said such nonsense?!"

"Who asked for it? Who on earth asked for it?"

"Don't go around making up things people never said just to increase their workload, alright?!"

"Alright?!"

Unfortunately, Lin Xiangjun couldn't hear the trash can's sharp accusation. She hummed a tune and tucked the trash can back into her pocket.

Ensuring she hadn't forgotten anything she needed to carry, she dove headfirst into the perfume mist.

The scent of the Lily of the Valley perfume was magical; it was truly a hazy, slightly fragrant aroma, reminiscent of a forest in the early morning, carrying the slightly chilly air of dew.

The mist seemed to sense her presence; it naturally gathered around her and then slowly dispersed, coating her body evenly like a thin film.

Lin Xiangjun's body had never felt so light.

She rose on her tiptoes and gave a light hop, feeling a strange and novel sense of weightlessness.

"Who would have thought that one day I'd actually become an astronaut!" She clicked her tongue in surprise.

Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time to fully savor this novel sensation; the newly minted astronaut had to get to work immediately.

She tentatively reached out toward the room's door, and then passed through it with ease.

Feeling her vision go dark and then light, the scenery around her shifted.

In reality, this skill was more like the wall-phasing ability found in fairy tales, rather than being a ghost that couldn't touch any solid objects.

She could only pass through when she intended to traverse a solid medium. For instance, Lin Xiangjun suddenly wondered if she could pass directly through the floor, which would allow her to reach the first floor without taking the stairs. The next second, she got a short-range, trial-version experience of colliding with concrete.

In the blink of an eye—before a scream could even escape her throat—she had arrived on the first floor.

"Whoa! How awesome is this?"

This skill is great; this skill is really great!

She didn't even need to go the long way around to find the entrance; she could just turn, pass through the floor, cross the street, pass through another wall, and she'd be at Building 39!

With such a useful prop, Lin Xiangjun was full of energy. She climbed the stairs with extra vigor, reaching the seventh floor in one breath without even breaking a sweat or getting winded.

Why hadn't she climbed all the way to the twelfth floor in one breath?

Because two people were sitting in the stairwell, blocking the way.