What do you mean I'm a ghost story?

Chapter 10: The End of Jiang Lang's Talent
"Baby, why didn't you come home last night? Were you working overtime all night again? I made you some chicken soup, come home early!"

"Remember to let me know when you're almost there so I can add the salt in advance and you can enjoy the warm chicken soup right away, hehe."

The next day, early in the morning.

Xia Qing, who had been experiencing light sleep lately, finally managed to relax and get a good night's rest, only to be woken up once again by a text message from an unknown number.

"What happened..."

He stared blankly at the text message and suddenly felt a jolt of realization.

She looked exactly like a husband who hadn't come home all night but forgot to let his wife know. She hurriedly rolled out of bed, not even bothering to put her shoes on properly, and was about to leave.

He only stopped abruptly when he reached the door.

The initial anxiety instantly turned into gloom.

"A persistent, lingering scum."

Xia Qing's face was ashen, and she slammed her fist hard against the door.

Only the stinging pain on the back of my hand finally dissipated the alluring afterglow.

He was now absolutely certain that the nightmare had done something to him.

It's impossible for the other party to be so powerful as to be able to easily sway and manipulate others simply through the internet and text messages.

If they really had that ability, they could probably overthrow the entire world with ease.

Therefore, it is only possible that the other party did something to me without my knowledge, so that I could be easily hypnotized and bewitched even just by seeing the text they sent.

Therefore, even if they escape, they will inevitably end up becoming the other side's puppet sooner or later.

This is probably the biggest reason why that monster didn't chase after us directly back then.

These days, he receives these highly seductive messages almost every day.

I've blocked you on WeChat but still receive text messages. Changing my SIM card didn't help either; I don't know why they keep sending messages from unknown numbers.

"Go back, I will go back as you wish, but only after I have obtained enough money and found a way to resist the temptation!"

Xia Qing took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

In modern society, one cannot survive without mobile phones and the internet.

Therefore, after trying several different cards to no avail, he simply let it go and instead used this kind of information as a way to resist temptation.

The exercise was actually quite effective.

At least now, even without the [Golden Dart Technique] to remind him, he can quickly realize something is wrong and thus come to his senses on his own.

However, this level is clearly not enough to face that nightmare.

In the course of battle, this delay would be enough to kill you ten times over.

We still need to find a way to resist this kind of hypnotic manipulation.

In addition, there is the most important thing—money.

Only with enough money could he have a chance to fight the nightmare.

"Manager: I'm sorry, Xia, you know the company's policy: salaries must be paid in full next month. Also, your unauthorized resignation has caused the company a lot of trouble and losses..."

Xu Qing: Two hundred? Okay, I've already transferred it to you. Is that enough? Also, why did you suddenly resign? Did you run into some trouble?

Xia Qing scrolled through WeChat again.

Two messages. One was a response from yesterday when he tried to ask the company if they could pay him last month's salary.

The other reply was to borrow money from a close colleague, followed by a 200 yuan red envelope.

Xia Qing thanked him, accepted the red envelope, picked up the dart and tried it out, then spun it back.

"As expected..."

Spending lavishly depletes one's fortune; one must possess genuine wealth.

Borrowing money or overdrafting is not feasible, since those are not essentially your own fortune.

Xia Qing was just unwilling to give up and wanted to try to find a loophole. If borrowing money worked, she could try online loans and borrow some from companies like Jack Ma, and then she wouldn't have to worry about funding to get rid of Nightmare.

Unfortunately, even if you can fool others, you can't fool your own 'luck'.

"Even a hero can be brought down by a single penny."

He grabbed his hair in distress.

He couldn't lend it; he genuinely couldn't think of any other way to make money quickly in the short term.

Making money, even if you're not particularly good at it, can always be done in many ways if you have a skill.

But clearly, the nightmare, like a death knell, wouldn't give him that time.

Once the other party realizes that their long-term attempts to bewitch them have failed and loses patience, who knows what they might do?

The ability to manipulate people's minds and even alter memories would be unimaginably powerful and destructive in modern society.

We need to get the money as soon as possible.

Having no clue what to do for the time being, Xia Qing had no choice but to put it aside for the time being. Following her usual routine for the past week, she ate breakfast and then went to Hero Park to start exercising.

Practicing martial arts is like rowing against the current; if you don't advance, you fall behind.

Although the Money Dart Technique is largely a special ability bestowed out of thin air, it's always good to practice and adapt to the techniques, and physical training is even more beneficial.

Xia Qing, who was eager to improve herself and lacked a sense of security, was unwilling to give up any possibility of improving herself.

Early in the morning, I disciplined myself and ran laps around the lake in Hero Park.

Having done enough physical training, I planned to go to the small fitness plaza area where I had previously exercised to practice darts.

As it turned out, we passed by the ring toss stall of the bald boss from yesterday again.

"Don't worry, Lao Liu. This is a weapon I specially trained to make a living. I guarantee you'll make a profit. No matter what expert comes, it won't work."

"I hope nothing unexpected happens."

"What could possibly go wrong? Haven't you tried it yourself?"

"Fine, I'll fight for pride instead of steaming buns, I'm going to..."

As a dart-throwing technique, the Money Dart Technique focuses particularly on enhancing the senses and arms, and Xia Qing, after being enhanced, can be said to have sharp ears and eyes.

From afar, he could hear the undisguised conversation of the two people bustling about at the stall.

There were two people: one was the bald, middle-aged boss from yesterday, and the other was a fat man wearing a floral shirt.

The two were busy unloading goods and setting up their ring toss stall.

This time, however, instead of toy dolls, they displayed a flock of live geese.

"Have they changed their tactics?"

Xia Qingyi was delighted.

The bald boss replaced the doll with a goose, and his trick was actually quite effective.

Aside from holidays, most of the people who come to the park are elderly people from the surrounding residential areas.

They're not interested in dolls, and are even afraid of wasting money on them, but they are very interested in chickens, ducks, and geese.

Passersby couldn't help but stop and stare when they saw those live geese.

"Boss, is this a ring toss game? How much are the rings? Give me some..."

Most elderly people are cautious and reluctant to spend money, so they mainly observe and wait.

But soon a sporty, energetic girl with shoulder-length short hair approached and asked her questions.

However, the bald boss ignored the short-haired girl.

Instead, he immediately spotted Xia Qing, who was some distance behind the crowd.

　Ugh, is anyone watching? Playing single-player games is so painful.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)