I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 531: Ghost Rider Wang Chaling, the True Value of Virtual Games

What is the Wang family’s true fighting style?

Wang Chaling witnessed today that the two kings, who were able to beat the three captains Wei Jing, Zhang Lei and Cao Yang to the point where they had almost no chance to fight back, became the weakest party under the attack of the ghosts of his grandparents.

Wang Lu also rushed into the battlefield.

He doesn't need to leave behind a ghost to protect himself like Wang Cha Ling did.

On the contrary, he himself is a very powerful ghost rider. He single-handedly withstood the missionary's attack, allowing the ghosts of Lao Wang and Lao Lu to join forces to defeat the manor owner in a very short time. Then the two ghosts worked together to instantly kill the missionary.

In less than a minute, the two kings immediately left the stage.

Wang Chaling's eyes widened, not knowing what to say for a moment, while the woman next to him asked, "Do you understand?"

"No."

Wang Chaling shook his head decisively to deny it, but the woman sneered, "It seems that you don't not understand, but you are pretending not to understand. In this case, there is nothing to say. Let's go, I will take you to the end of the Wang family's road."

"Do not!!!"

Wang Chaling struggled, but he was just an ordinary man. Even though he was obviously taller than the woman, he was still like a child when facing the woman.

The woman picked up Wang Chaling and returned to Dadong City.

Wang Lu did not leave immediately. He glanced in the direction of the apartment building, and just this one glance made the landlord hiding in the apartment building change his expression drastically.

"Damn it, this guy is targeting me!"

He had witnessed how terrifying Wang Lu was.

The manor owner and the missionary, who were both stronger than himself, were killed in a very short time. Although this was also because the manor owner did not bring his terrifying manor with him.

But the bonus that the horror manor brings to the manor owner is far less than that of the apartment building to the landlord!

To the owner of the manor, the Horror Manor is just a place where he keeps his gardeners. Although it has spiritual protection, the truly powerful one is still himself.

He alone represents countless evil spirits and countless ghosts; he is an army of one!
However, the apartment building can provide the landlord with a very convenient battlefield, and can be considered an extremely advantageous auxiliary supernatural item that can help him defeat powerful enemies.

It was with the help of this apartment that he defeated many ghost riders who were stronger than himself and ascended to the throne of king.

And now?
Facing Wang Lu, who could kill the manor owner and the missionary almost instantly, and the two ghosts, the landlord's face was grim. "You can't escape. In this case, let's see who is stronger!"

In terms of the ability to confront head-on, the landlord admitted that he was not as good as the landlord.

But now he has the apartment in his hands, which is his greatest weapon. Even if he has no chance of winning, at least he can play a game of hide-and-seek through the apartment.

It's that kind of "catch me and I'll let you hehehe" game!

This game started from the moment Wang Lu and the ghosts Lao Wang and Lao Lu stepped into the door of the apartment.

At the same time, the woman had brought Wang Chaling back to Dadong City, but as soon as she entered Dadong City, she felt something was wrong because the smell of blood here was too strong.

The once prosperous city has now become a scene of panic.

The pedestrians, vehicles and horses on the road were all running away, as if something terrible was approaching.

Not far away, a man who had lost an arm and was covered in blood stumbled over. When he saw the woman, his eyes suddenly burst into life.

"husband……"

The tight skin instantly became old, as if the vitality was sucked away by something. In the blink of an eye, a life was gone.

All that was left was a corpse lying on the ground with skin and bones covering it, like a dead man of 120 or 130 years old.

"It's Chen Qiaoyang! It must be him, only he would do such a bad thing!" Wang Chaling's eyes were full of coldness, but he could not hide the fear and uneasiness.

The support he brought into the virtual game world was taken away by Wang Lu... No!

It should be said that it was the power of the blood curse that originally belonged to Wang Lu, and he, Wang Chaling, was just an ordinary person. After entering the virtual game, although the power of the blood curse was still there, it was not as good as his superior bloodline. Apart from the power of the blood curse, he was just an ordinary person who could not be more ordinary.

just now.

Wang Lu and the ghosts Old Wang and Old Lu were not there, and he only had his mother by his side. He didn't even have to face the existence of Chen Qiaoyang, just an ordinary evil ghost, which was enough to make Wang Chaling feel extremely frightened and uneasy.

"My future son is such a waste? Looks like I have to consider having another one."

The woman snorted coldly, not hiding her dissatisfaction with Wang Chaling. But Wang Chaling had no way to refute, and no reason to refute. He could only lower his head and whispered: "Mother, shouldn't we call father back now? Chen Qiaoyang is not someone we can deal with."

"Waste! If we can't deal with him, are we going to let him slaughter our people? The Wang family of Dadong City has never been afraid of challenges. Anyone who dares to stain our Wang family's blood must be prepared to go to hell! This family belongs to Wang Lu, and it also belongs to me!"

The woman was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Chaling anymore, but she still carried Wang Chaling and walked quickly forward.

The ghost that had just killed someone in front of them was a corpse that looked like a foreigner. Its condition was very strange. Half of its body was extremely skinny and looked like a skeleton, while the other half was full and plump, just like an ordinary person.

Facing the woman rushing towards it, it raised its hand again.

Just by getting within ten meters, the woman's skin began to change. Her originally tight and shiny skin began to wrinkle, and even her black hair began to turn white.

But Wang Chaling was not affected by the supernatural at all. He screamed, "Mom!"

Before, he had always called her "mother", a more formal name. It was obvious that he felt a little distant towards the woman who looked only a few years older than him, even though they acknowledged her identity.

Or perhaps, according to the information from headquarters, these are two different parallel worlds and cannot be considered true blood relatives.

Moreover, because of the treatment he had received in the previous round of the virtual game, he had a resistance to the Wang Lu couple in the virtual game that he himself was not aware of.

But at this moment, seeing the woman trying to protect himself despite the supernatural attack, Wang Chaling's heart softened completely, and he also accepted the parents in this game.

"Shut up!"

The woman let out a low cry, but was unable to interrupt Wang Cha Ling's moved heart. However, the woman did not have the time to pay attention to this adopted son.

The abilities of the ghost in front of them were very strange and quite terrifying, otherwise it would not have killed a veteran ghost rider from their Wang family. However, this power was not enough in front of the woman.

Her physical deterioration soon stopped.

The terrifying spirit that absorbed life force only made the woman's age change from her twenties to her forties, and the attack was blocked.

The woman had already rushed to the ghost, and with a slap, her wrinkled palm slapped the ghost's half of the face, knocking the ghost directly to the ground.

At the same time, the ghost's face was drying up rapidly and losing its vitality.

The woman's condition began to return to normal, as if she had received a strong replenishment of vitality, but she did not stop there, she caught the ghost.

Such a terrifying ghost was like a quiet corpse in her hands, without any abnormality.

Wang Cha Ling looked at the scene in shock. You know, it has been a year or two since he returned to his country to inherit the blood curse, and he also arranged for his mother's soul to do a lot of things, but he didn't know that she had such a... tough side.

"The Wang family's strength is not just due to the blood curse. Our existence is not to use the remaining power of our elders to bully others, but to leave power for our children and grandchildren to use, rather than to be a burden."

The woman glanced at Wang Chaling, shook the right hand that was holding the ghost, and watched the ghost go limp and turn into a piece of dried human skin.

“Wang Chaling, if you are really my son, if this is really as you said, a game where death does not mean death, then try to survive.”

Wang Chaling's eyes showed a trace of fear, "Mom, what do you want to do?"

"You are already in your twenties, and your own thoughts have already taken shape. It is impossible to convince you to change your persistence in such a short time. According to what you said, you have already experienced the third round of the game, and this is the second time you have seen us at this time. In this case, I should have let you control the evil spirit last time. If I can't convince you with words, I can only let you experience the fate of the Wang family. This fate is not chosen by you and me, but it is the choice of the times. The fate of the Wang family has never been borne for themselves. Since your grandfather's generation, the Wang family has shouldered the responsibility of ending the era of supernatural powers. Maybe we will fail in the future, but at least, we can't fail because of such a ridiculous reason as having an unfilial son. Wang Chaling, you are not old anymore, and your rebellious period should be over."

The woman's voice was as cold as the frost in December, and she did not stop moving her hands, directly pressing the ghost skin on Wang Chaling's body.

When the woman let go of her hand, the quiet piece of human skin instantly twisted and squirmed.

In the blink of an eye, it wrapped Wang Chaling's entire body, covering every inch of skin and hair.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

During this process, the severe pain made Wang Chaling scream, which seemed so strange and harsh in this already chaotic street.

There was a flash of pity in the woman's eyes, but she did not step forward to help. Instead, she looked to the end of the street.

The fleeing crowds, carriages and horses on this street had long been cleared. Apart from the corpses on the ground, there was only a little girl, a little over one meter tall, wearing a Gothic lolita skirt, running towards them.

Behind her, there were more than a dozen ghosts chasing her.

These dozen ghosts were very fast, much faster than the little Lolita, but whenever they got within three meters of the little Lolita, they would stop inexplicably, and after the little Lolita ran for a distance, they would move again and catch up.

But the woman's gaze was focused on something further away, which was another street. There were even more ghosts there, densely packed together, at least sixty or seventy of them.

Among this group of ghosts, there was one riding in an antique sedan chair.

Four strong and powerful ghosts of Western appearance were carrying a sedan chair and standing quietly among the ghost group. Suddenly, they seemed to have received some instructions and moved in one direction.

Also moving at the same time were sixty or seventy ghosts.

The direction they were moving was exactly where the woman and Wang Chaling were.

The distance between the two was not far, and soon the sedan chair arrived at the street where the woman was. The sixty or seventy ghosts occupied all the nearby roads and surrounded it.

"Wow! He didn't run away this time, little sister, uncle, it looks like we're going to die together?"

On this street, there were several fresh corpses that looked like foreigners lying in a disorderly manner. Among the corpses, the little girl was not covered in a speck of dust, nor did she show any fear. Instead, she happily talked about the topic of death.

"You're addressing me wrong. You should call me brother, not uncle."

Wang Cha Ling squatted on the ground, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if he had not drunk water for more than ten days but had not died. He squatted on the ground, holding the body of a ghost in his hand.

The face he was looking at as he faced the little girl looked as old as someone in his seventies or eighties a minute ago, but now he looked like someone in his thirties or forties, and was still getting younger.

This anti-youthful change in him ended only when the ghost in his hand became extremely skinny.

Wang Chaling stood up. He was now about 40 years old and looked like a middle-aged man. He was much older than the woman.

The look he gave the woman was also extremely complicated.

"Time is urgent now, so I can only let you control one ghost. But you are players, so it doesn't matter if you die, as you can just experience the power of a ghost rider. Your time was really happy, and the store manager will open up a world like this specifically for you, so that you can get familiar with supernatural powers and find the limits of breakthroughs. Don't go the wrong way. This is not a playground for you to play, but a weapon that can break through the future and end this era."

The woman shifted her gaze, and finally landed on the sedan chair, "Chen Qiaoyang?"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk! Did this old fellow tell you? I didn't expect that the second generation of the Wang family would be so cruel to their own descendants. But it's true. After all, the Wang family is willing to risk not resting in peace after death and being controlled by others forever in order to accumulate power for future generations. It's normal for them to have this awareness. However, Wang Lu didn't come, and the ghosts of the two old guys didn't come either. What gave you the illusion that you could stop me?"

A breeze blew by, lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing a man sitting in time:
Chenqiao sheep!
Wang Chaling said coldly: "It seems that you have a lot of sedan chairs. One was taken away when you were eating a free meal at the restaurant. Now you can get another one. It's really difficult for you."

"Don't provoke me. Although I don't regard Him as my lifelong belief like the king codenamed the owner of the manor, I also regard Him as an immortal and worship Him as a god. Your young mother is right. A waste like you actually wants to seek physical comfort in a virtual game. The two worlds are different. They are just parallel spaces. Even if you can get their recognition here, in reality, what ability do you have to give up your blood curse? Or, you don't want to give up this power that surpasses ordinary people in your heart. Otherwise, you don't need to come to the game at all. You just need to use everything you have as a price and let Him take action, and everything can be solved. A guy like you who says one thing and means another really wastes such a good inheritance." Chen Qiaoyang sneered unceremoniously.

He didn't rush into it.

This is just a virtual game world. Winning or losing is actually not important. The points that Zhang Xianguang's team and the headquarters care about are just a string of numbers to Chen Qiaoyang.

A bunch of idiots who can't see the situation clearly!

As long as we can please Him, give wonderful performances and gain His favor, isn't this more meaningful and promising than any points?
Therefore, Chen Qiaoyang doesn't mind talking nonsense here, and presents a drama with a strong sense of drama and conflict to Him who is observing this drama!
What's the point of mocking Wang Chaling?
Even if Zhang Xianguang was in front of him, he would still scold the other person!

"As long as He is happy, it is worth it even if it offends everyone in the world!"

Chen Qiaoyang's eyes were full of fanaticism. He believed that he was the one who saw through the essence of the world, and he also hoped that Wang Chaling could argue with him.

When one person curses, it's like a shrew cursing in the street. Seeing it too much will only make people feel annoyed.

When two people curse at each other, it's called confrontation, and it's full of conflict and drama.

However, to his disappointment, Wang Chaling just stared at him coldly and had no intention of retorting. Instead, the little Lolita next to him gave him a surprise. Her little mouth was chattering, it was simply amazing.

"You pretentious old man, is it so easy to stand on the moral high ground? It's just a game. Everyone has spent money, so you can play it however you want. Why do you have to talk nonsense here? If you are so eloquent, why don't you go on a talk show to show off? Are you afraid that your mouth is not sharp enough and you will be scolded to the point that you can't take care of yourself? You..."

A series of words without any dirty words, but which were very offensive to the heart, kept spewing out of the little Loli's mouth.

It went on for several minutes, and no two times were the same. The scene made Chen Qiaoyang happy and Wang Chaling dumbfounded.

Even the woman who always considered herself aloof couldn't help but ask Wang Chaling in a low voice, "Are all women forty years from now so... amazing?"

You know, this little Loli is a ghost rider.

It can be seen from the battle with the dozen or so ghosts just now that the little Loli has been deeply corroded by the supernatural. Logically speaking, the emotions of a normal person should have been corroded almost to the same extent.

But even so, the little Loli still has such a rich vocabulary.

It is conceivable that when she is in her normal state, she must be so...charming?
The woman couldn't even imagine how strong the woman would be forty years later. She was a little envious for a moment, but at the same time, she looked at Wang Chaling with pity, "It's hard for you."

Wang Chaling: “…”

It was a life-and-death battle, but the tone suddenly changed inexplicably, as if one had come to the global finals of a talk show.

Not only Wang Chaling and his mother, but even Zhang Xianguang and Nie Yingping who were hiding aside and watching the show, had their mouths twitching at this moment.

"I never realized that Chen Qiaoyang was such a chatterbox and so shameless. He actually argued with a little girl who is not even 1.4 meters tall. What was he thinking?" Nie Yingping's eyes were shining, as if he had discovered a treasure.

Zhang Xianguang's eyes were calm. He thought more, "He was not like this before, but now he has become like this. What do you think is the reason?"

Reminded of this, Nie Yingping also fell into deep thought, and then solemnly uttered a word: "Him!"

"Yes, it is Him. Chen Qiaoyang, he treats Him as the real God, and also regards himself as an actor who pleases God. He is ready to give Him a sufficiently wonderful performance." Zhang Xianguang said dimly.

Nie Yingping's expression changed slightly. "This Chen Qiaoyang really knows how to grasp the key points! But I was careless. He just said that Wang Chaling and the others took the wrong road. What about us?"

The horror of the Peace Hotel and the unfathomable nature of its manager are like a huge mountain weighing on everyone's heart.

Especially for those who covet or even have hostility towards the Peace Hotel, this is like a sword hanging over their heads that may fall at any time.

"Chen Qiaoyang's idea is actually correct, but he overlooked one point. He never gives better rewards based on who performs better. In His game, everything is fair. Wonderful drama can only be icing on the cake, not timely help." Zhang Xianguang said calmly, "Keep watching. When things here are over, we should go to the suburbs to find those kings. And Wang Lu, he should be looking for the store manager."

Nie Yingping nodded, "I just don't know who the boss is in this game, and if there are any special rewards or points after conquering him."

Zhang Xianguang narrowed his eyes and murmured, "BOSS? Didn't he come out a long time ago?"

……

"Alright, alright, my mouth is dry. Let's stop arguing and see what happens. Don't die, or this scene will be ugly."

The curtain of the sedan fell again, and the evil spirits that had been standing there all moved and pounced towards Wang Chaling, her son and the little girl.

The terrifying spiritual interweaving made the little girl's face change drastically, "Hey, hey, hey! If you can't win the argument, then use violence. Are you adults so shameless?"

"Be careful!"

Wang Chaling raised his hand and sucked the ghost closest to the little Lolita over. The little Lolita snorted coldly, "I don't need your fake concern. You are a piece of trash who can't even quarrel."

Wang Chaling: “…”

The little girl ignored him and said in a crisp voice: "Great Sage, help me!"

(End of this chapter)