Chapter 63

(Ha ha, it's on the Three Rivers channel now. Please, dear readers, go to the Qidian Three Rivers channel, find the "Claim Three Rivers Ticket" section, click to claim, and then vote for Long's "Horror Web Novel" on that page. The Three Rivers is a very important ranking. The one with the most votes after a week can become the champion. The Three Rivers ticket is free to claim and free to vote, no need to spend money, and you can claim and vote once a day. Thank you all for your support!!) "Can we make it look like she committed suicide?" Zhao Zhu looked at Zhu Jianping, "I think it shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

"Should be fine. I'll just have her take a knife and walk to the first floor where the guests are eating and slit her own throat. Besides, she has a special identity, being from Miaojiang. You know, as long as it involves ethnic issues, the police will suppress the news, so it won't affect us. In fact, people in the group are rarely the focus of social forces, unless you're as brain-dead as in 'Grand Theft Auto' and go on a bloodbath at the police station." Zhu Jianping said.

"Alright, let's order takeout then. Daxiong, take everything away and see if there's anything special. Take anything that catches your eye." Zhao Zhu instructed, feeling like a thief who never leaves empty-handed.

"Damn, Brother Zhao, you're not planning to raise a charm, are you? How can I live in that house if you do?" Xiong Zhiqi said with a pained expression. Just the thought of waking up to find himself covered in centipedes made his scalp tingle.

"Can't I sell it if I don't want to raise it? I don't believe there's no one in the group who has enhanced their charm skills."

"You have a point." Xiong Zhiqi nodded and went to pack up the things.

Zhu Jianping, meanwhile, hypnotized Rui Si to walk to the first floor, preparing to take a knife from the kitchen and stage a public suicide. Zhao Zhu went to the front desk on the first floor to check out and then returned to the car to wait for them.

A short while later, Zhu Jianping and Xiong Zhiqi came out together, their expressions indicating that everything had been done smoothly.

"Alright, I just ordered takeout. Three mixed fried rice meals. By the time we get home, the delivery guy should be there." Zhao Zhu said as he started the car.

Sure enough, when the car entered the neighborhood, they saw a young man carrying a delivery box about to go upstairs. Zhao Zhu called him over, confirmed the order, and took the takeout, then returned to the house. Xiong Zhiqi went to deal with the charm insects and was also tasked with finding buyers in the group. Zhu Jianping and Zhao Zhu sat at the dining table to eat.

"Mr. Zhao, I was really touched when you picked me up at the school gate to have a big meal. I even felt a bit teary-eyed," Zhu Jianping said, taking a sip of Sprite and swallowing a mouthful of rice.

"Uh-huh, and then?"

"And then I never expected to end up eating takeout with Sprite at home, wasting my feelings." Zhu Jianping had a hurt expression.

"You'll get used to it."

"I can't get used to it. In the future, wherever you go, I won't accompany you. I can't keep seeing ghosts and risk getting impotence."

"Are you still scared? Don't you have a nickname in the group called 'Madman'?"

"In the group, in the task worlds, sometimes pretending to be impulsive and crazy is a way to protect yourself. You can't always be a good guy and end up being sold and helping count the money. You have to act like a mad dog."

"Uh-huh, that makes sense."

"Alright, I'll go to school after eating. You two can continue playing at home."

"About the things you got from the monk, don't you want to check them first? After all, it's your turn to enter the task world soon." Zhao Zhu reminded him.

"Not in a hurry. I'll check them when I get back from school. This morning, I only have time to catch up with my English teacher, and there are still a few other teachers I haven't seen in a while. I miss them."

Zhao Zhu shrugged, not saying anything. Indeed, there was nothing to say to someone whose head was full of semen.

When Xiong Zhiqi finished packing and came out to eat, Zhu Jianping was already gone. He asked, "The semen bug left?"

"Yep."

"I used a hypnotic incense to put the insects to sleep. They should sleep for a month without any stimulation." The "semen bug" and "insects" referred to two different types of insects, and both Zhao Zhu and Xiong Zhiqi understood this.

"Good."

"I've also sent messages to a few potential buyers in the group. I expect to hear back tonight. When we get the points, we'll split them three ways."

"You decide. You have more experience with this."

"Also, Brother Zhao, I didn't price the blood jade. It's useful to me; I need it to moisten my hand." Xiong Zhiqi said hesitantly, clearly wanting the blood jade but feeling a bit embarrassed.

"If it's useful to you, take it. The semen bug and I don't need it anyway." Zhao Zhu was telling the truth; he and Zhu Jianping were both focused on mental enhancement and didn't need the blood jade for anything.

"Alright, I won't take the points from selling the insects." Xiong Zhiqi started eating, clearly hungry. It was already two in the afternoon.

"After eating, let's study the handprint. I wonder if I, who have just started enhancing my mental strength, can use the handprint effectively?" Zhao Zhu asked.

Xiong Zhiqi swallowed the food in his mouth, thought for a moment, and said, "A handprint is a way to release a specific attribute or ability from your body in a particular manner. What you release is likely to be mental in nature, so you should practice handprints that are specifically designed to deal with incorporeal beings like ghosts. Against physical beings, your handprint is basically useless unless your mental strength is powerful enough to manifest physically and crush them. However, as far as I know, even the semen bug is far from that level. When he used a mental storm in the kitchen, the living people just felt a bit dizzy."

"Being able to deal with ghosts is enough. I have a feeling that my next task world will be a supernatural one. It seems that I have a special connection with those things, both in reality and in the task worlds."

"In the group's task worlds, supernatural ones actually make up a significant portion, about 70%. The remaining 30% are of various other types. Even in some other types of task worlds, like those set in a technological civilization, you are given a specific area, similar to 'The Hunger Games.' The technology in these worlds is definitely more advanced than our current reality, but in the task world, you won't have access to it. The group owner will place you directly in the Hunger Games arena to complete tasks and fight."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the group owner seems to be deliberately suppressing something, maintaining a balance that the current human civilization on Earth can handle."

"Daxiong, you know, your image isn't suitable for such serious topics, especially when you're eating."

"Oh, then I'll just eat."

After finishing their meal, Zhao Zhu and Xiong Zhiqi flipped through several handprint scriptures. Zhao Zhu found one that was specifically for dealing with ghosts and left the rest in Xiong Zhiqi's room.

Back in his own room, Zhao Zhu had just started practicing the handprint according to the instructions in the scripture when his phone rang. The caller ID showed it was his mother.

Zhao Zhu answered the call:

"Hello, Mom?"

"Uh-huh, how have you been recently?"

"Fine, I'm staying at a friend's place."

"Mom is calling to tell you some good news. Your father said that the confidentiality level of the hospital incident has been reduced, and your identity can be restored."

"Oh, that's good."

Actually, Zhao Zhu wasn't particularly excited. He didn't really care much about whether his identity was restored or not.

"Also, the day after tomorrow is your aunt's birthday party. She specifically asked for you to come, saying she hasn't seen you in a long time. You were studying abroad before, and now you're back working in the country. This time, you must come and see her."

"Mom, I have some things to do recently, I'm not really..."

"Xiaozhu, your father also said you should come. You and your cousin still have a marriage agreement. No matter how you've been behaving abroad or now, your future and your cousin's future still need to be discussed face-to-face. If you don't come this time, your father will be very angry. You know, your father's health has been poor recently, and my health..."

"Alright, alright, my dear mother, please don't jinx yourself. I'll go. The day after tomorrow, right? Send me the address, I'll definitely come."

"Alright, I've already booked your flight. You'll fly to Shanghai tomorrow."

"Okay, that's it. Bye."

After hanging up, Zhao Zhu took a deep breath and walked to Xiong Zhiqi's room, knocking on the door. Xiong Zhiqi quickly opened it, his body exposed, showing a layer of fat, and he was drenched in sweat. He was still holding the scripture, clearly having been practicing.

"My mother called. I have to go to Shanghai for a party. How about you, want to come with me?"

"Sure, no problem. The semen bug is about to enter the task world, and I'd be bored at home alone."

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