I Can Farm Attributes From Ghosts! Chapter 24
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The female ghost was stunned when she heard this
Indeed, no man in the world was good. They were all alcohol and lust!
The female ghost lowered her head.
A smile suddenly appeared on her fair face, but there was a hint of teasing in her smile.
"Come on! Let Big Sister witness the power of this handsome boy, hehe!"
What she did not know was that in a few minutes, she would regret her provocation!
'What are you thinking? Why are you looking at me like that?'
Brian's expression was a little unnatural. He jokingly picked up the red wine glass on the table, turned his back to the female ghost and undid his belt. It was a carefree feeling.
The female ghost was confused by Brian's actions!
This strange atmosphere did not last long as Brian turned around with a smile!
"Handsome Brian never owes anyone anything. You treated me to a glass of red wine just now, and now I'm treating you to a glass of wine as well. We're finally back to square one!"
Hehe! Brian approached with a wicked smile!
The female ghost, who had been planning how to counterattack, was shocked and frightened when she saw the glass full of the powerful liquid!
"Handsome, don't. I'll agree to anything you want. Don't…"
As soon as the female ghost's terrified voice faded, it was too late. Brian took the wine glass and splashed it at her.
"Hehe! I heard from others that girls don't mean what they say. If they say they don't want it, then they really want it. Alright! I'll satisfy you now!"
Splash!
Water splashed everywhere in the room and a strange smell was spreading!
He turned to look.
The fiery female ghost's true form was revealed and her pale face became even more hideous.
As if she had encountered a piece of paper with strong sulfuric acid, waves of black smoke rose one after another. As the ghost aura was continuously weakened, the female ghost's body also gradually faded away.
"Ding! Host has eliminated part of the ghost aura and received+10 ghost aura…"
Brian listened to the familiar voice beside his ear and felt both happy and satisfied!
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'Who asked you to lust after my body and hide Celia and the rest. If I didn't dislike killing, you would have already been sent to hell!'
Brian was happy, but the scene in the room did not look right.
A sexy female ghost was tied to the bed and a handsome man was tilting the wine glass in his hand. What he poured out was not red wine, but a deadly liquid!
The female ghost broke down!
"Ah!"
Waves of shrill screams could be heard through the crack in the door. From afar, the female ghost's screams could be heard!
A moment later.
Brian walked out the door holding up his pants, satisfied with his actions.
And that female ghost who was barely breathing had already become a member of the ghost realm!
"Hmph! What Grade C Evil Ghost of the Flames? She's easily dealt with by my urine!"
Brian had just stepped out of the room. There was no room for beauties!
The room behind him had turned into a pile of ruins. There were a few rotten pieces of cloth hanging on the rotten wood.
He followed the female ghost's directions for a few minutes. Soon, he found some messy footprints on the wet ground. He used the high heels in his hand to match one of the footprints. They fit perfectly!
'That's right, these should be the footprints of Celia and the others.'
After confirming that there was no mistake, Brian continued to follow the messy footprints, and the surrounding scenery gradually changed.
Brian did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him all the way. However, when he turned around, he did not find anything.
Brian shook his head. He was probably being paranoid. If there was really a demon, his Left Oculus of God should have reacted.
After walking for a while, a foul smell suddenly assaulted his nose.
Oh! This disgusting smell made Brian almost throw up his dinner!
However, he could no longer be bothered about feeling disgusted because he had already reached the end of the path not far away.
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After reaching this place, the ghost energy became denser. A hoarse and strange laughter came from the mist.
"Delicious! Delicious…"
"Keke!"
"Mine, all mine, hehe!"
Following Brian's line of sight, several oddly dressed figures came into view first. They were followed by a series of black shadows that spun in place.
Although Brian did not see their faces, he could guess who they were. They were the people who had been lost in the crematorium.
Celia and the group of soldiers who came in to rescue seemed to be alright. Apart from standing still like a fool, there was not much of a problem. As for the members of the paranormal club who had been scared out of their wits, they were very pitiful.
Because they were too frightened, their wills were too weak and were severely affected by the ghost aura. At this time, they were all crazily gnawing on a large rat whose flesh was blurry, looking as though they were eating very happily.
'I was wondering why it was so smelly. They had entered a rat's nest!'
Brian endured the nausea and walked over. As he took a step forward, all the ghost aura swarmed into his body.
He had already accumulated quite a lot of ghost aura. Now that he encountered so much ghost aura, the ghost aura on the system's panel immediately shot past the limit of the meter on the system's display.
"Ding! A large amount of ghost aura is absorbed. Host can choose to upgrade again. Would you like to upgrade now?"
With the previous experience, Brian did not choose to upgrade immediately. Besides, it was not a good time to upgrade.
"Ding! Host has chosen to postpone upgrade for 24 hours. Host, please prepare as soon as possible!"
Note: 800 ghost aura have been deducted for an upgrade for the host. If there is no upgrade or failure within 24 hours, the ghost aura deducted will not be returned.
The system was doing it again, but Brian was used to it. He did not bother with the prompt in his ear anymore.
At this time, the thick ghost aura in the surroundings had already disappeared, but because it was still night, the light was still dim.
After the ghost aura dispelled, the people with dazed eyes also woke up.
"Ah! I'm injured! Blood! Why is my hand covered in blood?!"
"I was clearly dreaming about tasting a delicious Oriental feast just now. How did I become a dead rat in the blink of an eye? Damn!"
"Spat, spat, spat. I ate a mouthful of fur. What is this…"
"OMG! It's a mouse, a big mouse! What have we done?"
The moment everyone came to their senses, they began to scream in disbelief. Then, they retched!
They should be glad that if Brian had come a little later, they might have swallowed all the rats here alive!
However, unlike their chaotic behavior, a dozen people were stunned for a moment before they quickly reacted.
Victor and the rest were indeed veterans who had undergone professional training. Sensing that things might have taken a turn for the better, he immediately ordered all the soldiers to turn on their flashlights.
This time, the flashlight was successfully turned on. Several beams of light instantly illuminated the entire space. With the light, everyone finally found the direction to leave.
Everyone was wild with joy!
After verifying and confirming that there were no missing personnel, the group began to evacuate in an orderly manner with the help of more than ten members of the Special Forces.
Although they did not know what had happened, it was clear that they were no longer in that strange situation. They did not want to stay in this strange place any longer.
As Celia limped after the others to retreat, a figure approached slowly from behind them.
Brian beamed and lifted the heels in his hands.
"Oh! My dear lady in high heels, I think you'll need a pair of high heels if you want to walk out. Do you think this pair will do?"
Hearing this unfamiliar yet familiar voice, Celia's body involuntarily trembled.
"Mr… Mr Brian, why are you here!"
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