I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 666: Open for Business!
The Little-Headed Ghost and the Big-Headed Ghost are nothing more than tiny grains of sand in the underworld; many new species from the Blue Star instance can easily overpower them.

They had very limited information.

Next, Lin Xiaohe let them speak freely, and listened to a lot of gossip.

"That Charlie from America got into a fight with Trump. I heard Trump was knocked down several ranks!"

"Is it Richard or Charlie?"

"It doesn't matter what they're called, they're all yellow-haired, green-eyed monsters anyway. The city lord of the City of the Dead especially dislikes them, thinking they smell bad and like to throw crystal coins at people."

"Where did they get their crystal coins?"

"Hey, it's the canine tooth. That idiot treats Trump like his personal steward, not only entrusting him with the management of dollars, but also with crystal coins! Trump is so cunning; give him a chance, and he could plunder the entire planet. He's secretly embezzled a lot of crystal coins."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the newborn species from the United States are the most annoying."

Complaining is the most relaxing way to relax.

The little-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost were chatting happily, even forgetting where they were and that a big shot was watching them intently.

Little Head counted on his fingers: "The new species in the Sakura Country are also very cunning. Can you believe it? When they first arrived, they secretly ate a dead species just to see if they could level up by devouring it!"

"Holy crap! Who is it? Which unlucky soul is this?" Big-headed ghost exclaimed in terror.

Little Head Ghost: "A Reincarnation Seed that just came out of the Reincarnation Pool and was frozen in place. It's hilarious. If you could level up by devouring, would there be so many Reincarnation Seeds here? After they failed once, they secretly tried to dissect the Reincarnation Seeds again, but they ran into a tough nut and got a good beating."

Big-headed Ghost suddenly realized: "No wonder the City of Rebirth doesn't allow new species from the Cherry Blossom Kingdom to enter, and only lets them be cannon fodder in the Blue Star instance."

Little Head Ghost's forehead shone like a light bulb, clearly he was having a great time chatting: "The new species in the Korean country are even funnier, they come up here and immediately hug the old rat at the city gate and call him dad."

"Hahahaha." Big-headed Ghost laughed so hard he rolled on the ground. "Boss Rat is most afraid of people calling him Dad. He has so many sons, he really can't raise them all."

Xinbao, itching with curiosity, shrank her body and leaned closer. She handed each of them a bowl of Meng Po soup from her two leaves and asked, "What about the Eastern Kingdom? Are there many new species there?"

"Tsk tsk." The little devil took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

He casually wiped the soup from his mouth, covered it, and lowered his voice, saying, "There aren't many new species in the Eastern Kingdom, but they're all ruthless characters. Back then, Fang used force to try and turn the entire Blue Star into an anomaly. The operation was fairly successful, replenishing our ranks with a lot of low-level cannon fodder."

The little ghost swallowed hard, his eyes flickering. "But... the Eastern Kingdom has sent out a dozen or so high-level cannon fodder—ah, I misspoke, a dozen or so adults. Some are obsessed with leveling up, slaughtering the newborns of the Beautiful Country and the Cherry Blossom Country throughout the Underworld. Others are advising the city lord on how to build a new Underworld. The one who just arrived... is quite trusted by the city lord and is in charge of reforms. Many new policies are her creations."

Big-Headed Ghost gulped down the Meng Po soup and said respectfully and admiringly, "As expected of the mother of Lin Xiaohe, the pioneer of reform in the Eastern Kingdom, a tiger daughter will not be a dog mother. My brother and I can live such a leisurely life thanks to Director Wang!"

"Huh? Aren't they siblings?"

"Siblings!"

"Alright, let's each talk about our own points."

Ok.

Ok? !

The little-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost looked at each other and froze.

Who was that who just asked the question?!
Xinbao held up the leaf: "It's me."

The little devil rolled his eyes, wishing he could just faint.

The little devil trembled, on the verge of tears, and asked, "What did we just drink?"

Xinbao: "The Soup of Oblivion!" The little-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost embraced and wept bitterly. Heavens above, earth below, they hadn't lived enough yet!!

Lin Xiaohe was exasperated, not wanting to hear any more of the shrill wails: "What happened to the Meng Po soup? Aren't you all alright?"

Eh?
The little devil looked at his hands and feet, and realized he was really alright.

He looked bewildered, not understanding why this was happening: "But...but everyone says that if we drink the Meng Po soup, our souls will be scattered and our accounts will be completely erased!"

The big-headed ghost's two hole-like eyes flared up as if a spoonful of oil had been poured over them, growing several times larger: "Not only did we not get our accounts deleted, our strength has actually increased. This effect is almost the same as recharging crystal coins!"

Lin Xiaohe glanced at the long-haired skeleton who had crashed to his death out of the corner of her eye, and then a thought crossed her mind: "It seems that you have already discovered the secret of Meng Po's soup. How about this, as long as you introduce ten customers, I will give you a bowl of soup for free."

Is there really such a good thing?!

Is it really a windfall?!
Their eyes lit up with intense joy: "Really no crystal coins? The people we introduced don't need crystal coins either?"

Lin Xiaohe picked up a spoon and stirred the clay pot: "No need, I'm not short of crystal coins, but I'm not doing charity either. Just tell me one useful piece of information, and you'll be my guest."

She's a rich woman!
If exchanging information for increased power isn't charity, then what is?!

The little devil thumped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, boss. My brother and I have been in this business for so many years, we may not have much else, but we have a lot of friends!"

Let's go!
Every second wasted is a disrespect to the Meng Po soup and to the enhancement of strength.

The two flew swiftly towards the city.

They naturally knew that Lin Xiaohe wanted to gather information, but what did that have to do with them?
They only know that what they drink is their own.

The two discussed briefly at the entrance and decided to contact the other boys and girls first.

Of course, you can't directly call it the Soup of Oblivion. Who would dare drink that?

"Then let's call it the Bewitching Soup."

"to make!"

In the underworld, there is no distinction between day and night. They don't need timekeeping either; any important events are announced by shooting stars in the sky.

The little-headed ghost and the big-headed ghost's legs were almost thin from running, but they finally managed to collect ten.

"Little devil, are you serious? You can exchange information for a bowl of bewitching soup that's almost as effective as a crystal coin?"

The little devil patted his chest and said, "Of course! Look, I didn't even go to the Anning County instance, but my strength didn't drop. It's all thanks to the Bewitching Soup!"

One of the figures, as pale as a water-stained ink painting, said weakly, "That's wonderful."

The little ghost looked at him with pity. This strongest among the boys and girls was so unwilling to go into the dungeon that he was on the verge of his soul dissipating.

In the past, crystal coins were easy to earn, and everyone could share them to keep things going.

Now, his brothers and sisters are struggling to support themselves, so how can they spare the energy to help him?

Little Head Ghost comforted him, "Second Brother, with the information you have, you'll definitely be able to recover to your peak condition."

The pale-faced figure gave a bitter smile. He didn't care if the account was deleted. The reason he came with Little Head Ghost was to keep an eye on things and prevent these younger brothers and sisters from getting involved in things they shouldn't.

This world is too deep.