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6: Wow! I've achieved a million-dollar daily income!
Police sirens wailed as officers in uniform stepped out of their cars.
Leading them was a woman with clean, elegant features, about twenty-eight years old, with a capable and efficient aura.
"Captain Lin, the lock on the gate of Wenchang Hospital hasn't been tampered with, and there are no suspicious traces in the surrounding environment," said the policewoman, Yan Tingting.
The male officer beside her added, "According to the emergency call, a streamer from Doudou entered Wenchang Hospital for an exploration livestream. The three-person team then encountered an accident, after which the streamer called the police."
As for Brother Hu's claim about seeing ghosts, none of the police present believed it except for Lin Ran.
After all, no one could have imagined that Lin Ran had encountered a supernatural event three days ago and was even saved by a member of the Special Affairs Bureau.
"I'll go in first to bring them out. You all wait outside," said the leader, Lin Ran. She reached into her pocket, pulled out a Warning Talisman, and pressed it into her palm, feeling a surge of heat.
"It seems there's ghostly energy. I hope the talisman from the Special Affairs Bureau works!"
"Captain Lin, let us go in with you! If there are criminals, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone."
"That's right, Captain Lin!"
"Alright, stop arguing. Listen to me. If something goes wrong, drive away immediately. Don't make useless sacrifices. There really are unclean things here," Lin Ran said with a solemn expression.
The officers looked at each other. Seeing that Captain Lin didn't seem to be joking, and given her long-standing reputation for being steady and capable, they were eighty percent convinced.
"Captain Lin, then we definitely can't let you go in. If those things are there, we need professionals. We'll contact the major Daoist temples and Buddhist temples in City C right now."
"Right, right, right. My mom loves praying to gods and Buddha. I happen to have the number for Qingyun Temple in City C. I'll call now." With that, Yan Tingting took out her phone and dialed.
Before Lin Ran could stop her, the automated service connected.
"Hello, this is Qingyun Temple. For ghost exorcism services, press 1. For incense offerings, press 2. For ritual services, press 3. For marriage services, press 4..."
Yan Tingting immediately pressed "1". "Beep, beep, beep..." After ten seconds, the call was picked up.
"Hello! This is Daoist Master Yun Song of Qingyun Temple. The temple is currently not accepting ghost exorcism requests. The Temple Head has gone to the capital for a meeting."
"Wait a moment, Daoist Master Yun Song. I'm a police officer, and we need external assistance.
The address is Wenchang Hospital. We received an emergency call," Yan Tingting said urgently.
On the other end of the line, Yun Song immediately stood up from his chair, his knee hitting the corner of the table. "Hiss! That hurts! Officer, don't worry. The matter at Wenchang Hospital has already been resolved by the Underworld Ghost Emissary."
"Underworld Ghost Emissary?" Everyone's worldview felt like it was shattering after hearing Daoist Master Yun Song's words.
"Where am I? Am I dreaming? Or am I under the car!"
Just then, the sound of brakes screeching was heard. Brother Hu and the others had just gotten out of their car. Four police officers drew their guns almost simultaneously, all aiming at Heizi, who was standing next to Brother Hu.
"Raise your hands immediately." Lin Ran looked at the disfigured Heizi, whose face was covered in pus.
"No matter how many years you've been a ghost, please release the hostage. If you commit murder, there's no turning back..." Lin Ran tried to persuade him patiently. Whether it worked or not, she had to ensure the hostage's safety first.
Heizi was completely bewildered. Was this discrimination? He felt like crying! "Officer, I'm a person, not a ghost." He looked at Lin Ran and the others, who remained unmoved.
Heizi jumped up and added, "Look, I have a shadow. My shadow is moving."
"Officers, Heizi only looks like this because he was possessed by a ghost. He's already been saved by the Ghost Emissary big brother. He's just disfigured," Brother Hu hurriedly waved his hands.
"Yes, yes. We're all human." Xiao Lan hurriedly jumped up and spun around a dozen times. "So dizzy!" Her foot slipped, and a faceplant was achieved.
Brother Hu immediately stepped forward to help his niece, who had spun herself dizzy and then fallen into a daze.
Lin Ran looked at the two men and one woman and felt the temperature of the Warning Talisman in her palm gradually cool down. "Put your guns away. They are human."
She then added, "As for you, please cooperate and come back to the station with us to explain what happened tonight." Lin Ran's gaze fell on Heizi's face again. "And the vanished Underworld Ghost Emissary..."
"Sure thing, officers. We'll definitely cooperate. But can we go in first and get our equipment?"
Lin Ran shook her head. "I'm sorry. Until we've confirmed it's safe, we must ensure the safety of the people. Once the danger is cleared, we'll have officers send it to you."
Brother Hu was delighted. After all, the equipment cost over a hundred thousand! Every bit saved helped. "Then thank you, officer."
...Shang Wan Ning sat in her executive chair and yawned. Even as a boss after transmigrating, she still had to stay up late.
She was also getting a bit sleepy. "Sigh! Work hard for the incense offering coins. Once the startup period is over, it'll be fine."
"Host, do you need to estimate the incense value?"
"Proceed!"
"Ding-dong! Estimating... Livestream incense offerings total 5.58 million. This doesn't include the stats after the livestream ended, which are expected to be between 15.8 million and 21.86 million."
Shang Wan Ning, who was drinking juice, almost spat it out. She coughed violently several times before she could speak.
"Xiao Si, how much did you say? Just one livestream and there's that much?" Shang Wan Ning's eyes almost turned into RMB symbols.
"Heavens! I actually have a day where I strike it rich. I'm no longer a balding modeler with a monthly salary of 8k. I guess you have to give to get?"
"Host, stay calm. You're going to be the big boss of the Underworld in the future. Don't act like you've never seen the world. If you made ten billion a month, wouldn't you be scared to death?"
"Definitely not. I'd just feel that becoming a girl isn't so bad after all, hehehe!"
Xiao Si rolled its eyes. "The 5.58 million livestream incense value has been added to the system panel. Please check it, Host."
"Xiao Si, today is a good day! I can spend money lavishly!" Shang Wan Ning felt a weight lifted off her shoulders and laughed out loud with joy.
"This appearance of the Underworld was actually a bit rushed. If planned properly, the income might have been several times higher. But to gain so much incense value, the livestream played a huge role! It seems I need to keep up with the times and strive to be number one in the industry."
"Xiao Si, how much incense value is needed to upgrade from the early phase of the first-stage to the early phase of the third-stage?" Shang Wan Ning rubbed her hands together. How could the boss's cultivation be lower than the employees'?
"Host, a total of ten million incense value is required."
"Xiao Si, you're asking for a king's ransom!"
"Host~ Xiao Si isn't overcharging. 100,000 for the first-stage, one million for the second-stage, ten million for the third-stage, 100 million for the fourth-stage... This helps motivate the Host to earn more incense offerings."
Shang Wan Ning slumped in her chair. "Xiao Si, you're the ultimate capitalist. Your heart is black, black, black!"
"Sorry, Host. Xiao Si is a bunch of data and has no color."
Shang Wan Ning looked like she had lost all hope. "Waaaah! My coolness didn't even last three seconds. Is there a rich lady who wants to take care of me?"