Chapter 150 Black and Red Ant Arsenal? Ghost Money Sent in the Dead of Night

Night fell.

Lights lit up inside and outside the Temple, and Lu Xian went to the small room beside the Temple to rest.

Barrage: [Brother Lu, are you just staying here today? Not going anywhere else to look around?]

[I get it, he's sealed here and can't get away.]

[He's probably roleplaying as the Earth Deity, fulfilling the other party's wishes.]

[A prophet appears.]

[I mean, did the Streamer forget to open the express packages today?]

[Oh my, I just remembered.]

...

Lu Xian was also stunned; he had been too busy watching the show today.

"Ahem, time to open the express packages."

He checked today's Myriad Heavens Express.

"There are a total of 2.33 million packages today."

"Not bad, that's quite a lot."

Among them, there were actually 12 otherworld express packages this time!

"I've decided, next time I open packages, I'll do it at night!" Lu Xian joked.

But in reality, opening these packages is all about luck.

If you're lucky, every piece is a gem.

If you're unlucky, even if you open 12 pieces in a day, they could all be trash.

Then, a large die appeared in his hand and shrunk to the size of a palm.

This time, Lu Xian opened the otherworld express die first.

He tossed it casually, and the die rolled along with the night lights.

Finally, the points stopped at [:].

"Two points," he reported.

Then he continued to roll the die.

Whoosh~ Thump thump~ [::]

"Not bad, not bad, 4 points."

"I can open 6 packages today!"

Then the die disappeared, replaced by four packages of different sizes.

Seeing this, Lu Xian raised an eyebrow: "Why are there two missing?"

He walked closer and realized none were missing.

It was just that two packages were too mini.

Each was less than two fingers thick and had been blocked by the other packages.

Lu Xian picked up the two mini packages, squinted, and looked closer under the light:

{otherworld express No. 4, Sender: Red Ant General.}

{otherworld express No. 5, Sender: Black Ant General.}

Seeing the names of these two senders made Lu Xian pause.

What is this?

He felt like the livestream room channel had been infiltrated by some strange race.

And this aroused the curiosity of the audience in the livestream room:

[What's going on?]

[I'm dying of laughter, why are there such small packages this time?]

[It's not simple, it's definitely not simple!]

[Could these also be express packages?]

[The smallest in the history of this livestream room...]

...

"That's right, these two are indeed express packages."

"This kind of package is quite... novel."

He could only nod; he couldn't just brush this off.

Then Lu Xian found a small knife in the room and gently cut open the packages sent by the two Ant Generals.

Then, there were two red and black 'eggs'?

They looked smooth and shiny, and felt very metallic to the touch.

Then, two pieces of information appeared before his eyes:

{Red Ant Factory: C-rank special item, contains 100 special Red Ant soldiers, controllable and commandable, lifespan of ant soldiers is 7 days.}

{Black Ant Factory: C-rank special item... (same as above).}

Then, Survival World reminded him again:

{Friendly reminder: Red Ants and Black Ants are hostile factions; appearing at the same time may lead to conflict and cannibalization.}

Goodness, a tiny package with a big surprise?

This pea-sized package was actually a C-rank item!

But... conflict?

"Thanks to these two general friends for gifting me these red beans and black beans."

Lu Xian laughed and thanked them.

What the hell with the red beans and black beans.

The audience in the livestream room all expressed: We don't believe it!

Whenever something unusual happens, there must be a demon.

It must be some other special treasure.

"Let's continue to open the next package."

Lu Xian chuckled and then put away the two mini 'factories'.

He continued to open the packages.

Under the light, a cardboard box package:

"Express package No. 868, Sender: [Human Little Bitter Melon]."

Opened it to take a look.

Lu Xian was stunned; it was full of razor blades, and he secretly gasped:

"Hiss..."

"Thanks to this friend for sending the local specialty, I can't refuse such kindness. It was sent very well, but please don't send any next time."

The audience in the livestream room all laughed.

He really sent 'local specialties'.

"Let's open the next package."

Then he opened the second normal package, also a cardboard box:

"Express package No. 123344, Sender: [Long Time No See]."

The contents came into view.

It was a letter.

Lu Xian then tore it open and read:

『Dear Brother Lu, hello, I've been a long-time fan of yours...』

"It's a letter sent by a viewer."

He was a bit surprised; it felt like a fan's confession.

It was a bit rare.

Someone sent roses last time, too.

"The livestream room needs express packages with taste like this." Lu Xian smiled.

[Okay, next time I'll write you 999 letters.]

[I get it, taste / smirk.]

[Alright, I get it too.]

[Sorry, I'm confused.]

He glanced at the barrage and then continued to open the packages:

"The fifth package today, Sender: [Loves Wearing Overalls]."

He opened it to see two pairs of overalls.

After thanking them, he opened the last package of the day:

"Sender: [Grandpa Ma Sang Yi Ha]."

Inside was a golden gold bar?

He knocked on it, and the clinking sound made it feel like the real deal.

"Thanks to this viewer for sending... rewarding me today! Really generous, really generous!"

Lu Xian thanked them.

He didn't expect a wealthy fan to send gold bars directly.

Seeing this, the audience in the livestream room all expressed envy.

"Today's express packages end here. Let's look forward to tomorrow's packages. Goodbye, everyone!"

Then the livestream barrage flooded with question marks: ??

[Wait, are you ending the stream already today?]

[666.]

[I don't believe you're ending the stream that fast.]

"Just kidding, how could I end the stream? I meant see you tomorrow for tomorrow's packages."

Lu Xian smiled.

The barrage expressed disdain.

He smiled, then suddenly froze, as if he had sensed something.

The statue's vision was shared with him.

Lu Xian saw a person carrying a bag, acting suspiciously, who had picked the Temple's door lock using some method.

Then, they took a piece of paper out of a black bag?

No!

Lu Xian looked closely through the statue and saw it was a piece of Hell Bank money!

He immediately frowned:

What is this guy doing?

He saw the person looking left and right, then quietly walked to the merit box and muttered:

"If you want to find someone, find this one, don't blame me."

Seeing this.

Lu Xian directly controlled the statue.

In the dead of night, inside the silent Temple, the statue suddenly let out a 'humph' sound.

The suspicious guy heard the inexplicable sound, instantly trembled in fear, and scrambled out, rolling and crawling.

Lu Xian also walked out and came into the Temple.

He saw the black package scattered on the ground, as well as a few pieces of Hell money.

He immediately frowned.

The audience in the livestream room was confused:

[A thief broke in?]

[What's the situation?]

[That thing looks like Hell money?]

[Hiss... I thought of a story, picking up some money to borrow life, and getting the Buddha to fight?]

[Interesting, could this Hell money attract ghosts? To make the god of this Temple fight?]

[Hehe (O_o)??]