Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

[Any of you sisters who haven't watched the Qingyang Prison episode? Let me explain. These four female ghosts were reinforcements that Yi Zanglan called in. They were once enchanted on Yi Zanglan's weapon and together they defeated the prison warden boss, so they have a very good relationship.]

[Holy crap, just because you have a good relationship, you can call NPCs from other dungeons to help? I've never seen this kind of rule before!]

[I'm not entirely sure either. Maybe Yi Zanglan unlocked the hidden quest in the dungeon at the time, so he probably received a limited-time skill reward—although I've never seen a similar limited-time skill from anyone else.]

[Could this be related to Yi Zanglan's original skills? Many top-tier characters have more than one skill, and five-star skills, in addition to summoning weapons, also need other additional attributes, but I've only seen her scythe so far.]

If that's really the case, this woman is terrifying. I can't even imagine what would happen if I were matched with her in the same game.

[What consequences? What consequences could there be? Her team members had all played a match with her. As long as they remained loyal and did their best, everyone could clear the game safely—of course, if you had wicked intentions, you would definitely die.]

[Forget it, there's no point in discussing this. I can't join her team anyway, so I'll just enjoy the show.]

Sigh, those female ghosts are so kind and generous. I'm not so lucky; the ghosts I encounter only know how to snap my neck.

……

And so, the four female ghost sisters from the prison successfully gathered the players scattered throughout the cruise ship and escorted them to where Yi Zanglan was.

They even subdued the three vengeful spirits and took them all to the presidential suite for interrogation.

Then at this moment, the four of them rode on Yi Zanglan's shoulders, their heads stacked on top of each other, looking like they were performing some kind of acrobatics.

"They weren't some vicious ghosts," A-Luo commented. "They just died too tragically, so they harbor a lot of resentment and have some deep-seated obsessions. They need to address some of their psychological issues."

"That's true." Yi Zanglan nodded, offering friendly concern. "Do you still have any psychological problems?"

Aro curled her finger and tapped her on the head: "You've helped cure our psychological problems."

"No, I can't accept such a great credit."

The two, one human and one ghost, were chatting. Apart from Yan Zhao and Tang Yunxi, who understood the whole story and remained relatively calm, the other four players were completely bewildered.

Zhang Nan was so shocked that he even spoke fluently: "Miss Yi, you can actually summon ghosts to help you?"

Yi Zanglan shook her head: "This is a special case. I don't usually have this kind of authority—and it's not a summons. The ladies are very busy. I'm just inviting them."

Ah Luo said "tsk" and turned to Ah Hua next to her: "Look at how sweet that little girl is. If you are half as lovable as she is, I won't want to beat you every day."

Ahua rolled her eyes in annoyance: "Stop talking nonsense!"

Jiang Yao witnessed all of this and was filled with emotion. He couldn't help but whisper to his sister.

"I told you long ago that she and the female ghost were sworn brothers, but you still thought I was joking."

Jiang Ling sighed, "Seriously, who in their right mind would have thought of that?"

Ouyang Yu and Zhang Nan exchanged a glance. She tentatively asked, "Um... thank you all so much for crossing space to come and help, but haven't we finished our mission tonight?"

The three ghosts are currently locked in the master bedroom because the four sisters, A-Luo, are clearly of a higher rank in the ghost food chain, thus able to intimidate the other party.

But how to fulfill their wishes and thus clean up the ghost paintings remains a problem.

"It's not finished yet," Yi Zanglan said. "Based on the information everyone just provided, we know the clown is looking for a hat, and the ballerina is looking for a dance partner—but the captain hasn't clearly stated what he wants."

"Didn't it say anything?"

It said, 'Stop, you can't do that.'

"It may have been trying to stop something before it died, but it failed." Yan Zhao fell into deep thought. "As the captain, failing to protect the passengers on board must have been something that caused it great guilt and pain."

Yi Zanglan nodded slightly: "I'm going to the captain's cabin on the top floor to see if I can find any clues."

"Then Yunxi and I will go with you."

Ouyang Yu thought for a moment: "Zhang Nan is injured, can we let him rest here for a while? I'll put some medicine on him and then go find the clown's hat."

Zhang Nan quickly waved his hands: "No...it's not serious...I...I can..."

"Is this little brat always so impatient?" Ah Xiang said with extreme impatience, pointing at Ouyang Yu. "You just stay here with him. It's just a hat. Ah Yue and I will go find it."

They are ghosts, and their movements are unrestricted within the instance, making them naturally more efficient.

A Luo looked around, her gaze finally settling on Jiang Yao's face, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

"You," it said, "are quite handsome. Be the dance partner of that ballerina in the house."

Jiang Yao had originally planned to do the same, but he was still stunned for a moment when the female ghost suddenly gave him the order.

"Okay, sure."

"Go change your clothes. The actress is wearing a classic white tutu and feather headdress from Swan Lake. You need to change into the matching one." Aro got up and walked into the house. "Take it straight back to the theater. Dancing is, of course, done on stage."

Jiang Ling followed behind curiously: "You know so much."

"Nonsense! When I was young and still alive, I traveled all over the country. What haven't I seen?"

"...Amazing, amazing!"

* * * * * *

Yi Zanglan moved swiftly towards the stairs, his steps as light as the wind, without wasting a moment.

Yan Zhao and Tang Yunxi chased after her, holding ointment and sterile gauze, eager to stop her.

Everyone was in the room just now, and Yi Zanglan was chatting with the female ghosts, so the two of them couldn't interrupt. Now they finally have a chance.

"Hey, slow down! Let me apply the medicine first!"

"It's fine if you don't go." Yi Canglan slowed her pace, glanced at the two of them, "They'll be almost healed soon."

Yan Zhao was speechless with anger: "Heal what? It's still bleeding!"

"Sigh, why is there a scratch on your face?" Tang Yunxi's eyes were red as she carefully tore open the sterile gauze and applied it to Lanlan's face. She couldn't help but complain with heartache, "The captain is so inconsiderate! Doesn't he know you shouldn't hit someone in the face? It looks so ugly with a gauze on Lanlan's pretty face!"

Yi Zanglan chuckled: "Luckily, I'm not here for a beauty pageant. One more or one less scratch won't affect the experience reward I get in the end."

"That won't work either!"

"Alright, what do you mean by 'okay' or 'not okay'?" She pinched Tang Yunxi's cheek, then turned to look at Yan Zhao, who was wrapping her arm. "And you, aren't you cold wearing just a tank top? Hurry up and find some clothes."

"...It is a bit cold." Yan Zhao's attention had been on her for the past few days, and only now did he realize what was happening. He looked helpless. "I couldn't do anything about it. That clown spontaneously combusted and set my hoodie on fire. I had to take it off as soon as possible."

Yi Zanglan sighed: "What a brilliant plan to escape unscathed."

"Thank you for your sarcastic compliment."