On the Ark.

Ifrit asked with some curiosity, "What kind of ghosts?"

“So many,” Lin Ye said casually, “hanging ghosts, starving ghosts, ghosts who fell to their deaths…”

"What are those?" Ifrit had never heard of these terms before, which were quite new to her. She tilted her head. "How come I didn't know that the Oni race had so many branches?"

"These aren't ghosts, they're just ghosts," Lin Ye said. "For example, a hanged ghost is a ghost that died by hanging. You tie a rope around your head and stick out your tongue..."

Why are you sticking out your tongue?

"Go hang yourself and you'll see."

"How do you hang yourself? Does hanging yourself turn you into a ghost?" Ifrit asked eagerly. "That sounds interesting. I'll try it later."

Lin Ye immediately chickened out: "No, no, no, you absolutely mustn't try that, it's suicide. I don't want to be killed by Saria, please spare my life... Let's leave the hanged ghost story behind, let's talk about the starving ghost. As the name suggests, a starving ghost is someone who starved to death and eventually became a ghost."

"Huh? How could anyone starve to death in this world?" Ifrit asked incredulously. "Are you kidding me?"

Ifrit's words stunned almost everyone, who turned to look at her, clearly not expecting her to say such a thing. Ifrit herself sensed something was wrong, her brow furrowing deeply: "Why are you all looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

Lappland tilted her head: "Why do you think there are no people in this world who have starved to death?"

"Is there such a thing?"

"Of course."

"But...why would that be?" Ifrit asked, her face full of confusion. "Why not just eat when you're hungry?"

No one spoke, but their expressions became complicated. Ifrit, with her keen mind, noticed these complicated expressions and realized that she seemed to have a gap in her knowledge in a certain area, which made her very unhappy.

But before she could speak, the nightingale spoke softly: "If everyone in the world could have something to eat when they were hungry, there would be no more fighting."

The nightingale's words carried a faint sadness, clearly a reflection on her past.

This put Lin Ye in a difficult position. One of his main purposes in bringing Nightingale out was to help her relax. Who knew he'd unknowingly steered the conversation in such an inappropriate direction? But there was nothing he could do; Lin Ye had only been trying to find something to talk about, just making a casual remark. How could he have imagined Ifrit would ask such a question? It was practically on par with Emperor Hui of Jin's "Why don't they eat meat porridge?"

However, upon closer reflection, while Ifrit's past was indeed tragic, at least she never lacked food or clothing. At Rhine Labs, this was a given; after all, Rhine Labs was a large corporation, and it was impossible for an experimental subject to starve. And after leaving Rhine Labs, Ifrit went directly to Rhodes Island with Himeru, so that problem was also eliminated.

Whether during her time at Rhine Lab or Rhodes Island, Ifrit's condition made it difficult for her to interact with outsiders. Hermione was already overwhelmed with caring for Ifrit and managing her condition, leaving little time to teach her anything. This resulted in Ifrit's extreme lack of common sense, making her seem like a child. She was somewhat like a nightingale before her recovery, yet different in several ways.

So, Lin Ye briefly explained to Ifrit that there are still many people in the world who can't afford to eat and end up starving to death. But he didn't delve too deeply into the topic, as he still hoped the overall atmosphere of the journey would be lighthearted. Too much darkness and cruelty wouldn't be good, and Ifrit was too difficult to understand at the moment. He'd wait until they got back and let Himer explain it to her.

So Lin Ye immediately changed the subject: "Let's talk about the ghosts who died from falls... uh, there's not much to say about that, it's too gory."

Lin Ye regretted it a little. Why did he bring up such a brainless topic?

He immediately coughed twice: "There's not much to say about this kind of death. Let's discuss how to dress up as ghosts. It has to be the kind that catches people's attention, the kind that makes the 'ghost hunter' decide to award us the best ghost dressing award as soon as they see us."

“Isn’t it ‘The Most Evil Ghost’?” Lappland asked. “How come it’s the Best Ghostly Actress award again?”

"It's all the same thing, don't interrupt." Lin Ye looked at Lappland, "If you interrupt again, I'll... Hey, by the way, you could dress up as the Big Bad Wolf."

"Huh?" Lappland tilted her head. "What's a wolf in sheep's clothing?"

“A very interesting character.” Lin Ye became eager to try again. Since ghosts and monsters were too dark and cruel, he decided to look for one in fairy tales. The classic image of the Big Bad Wolf was practically tailor-made for Lappland. “Wait, I’ll go find you an outfit. Once you put it on, you can go scare the kids at night.”

"Scare children? What do you take me for?" Lappland wagged her tail and said unhappily, "I am a warrior of the Lupo tribe, how could I do such a lowly thing as scaring children?"

"Tsk, it's not about scaring, it's about role-playing," Lin Ye said. "This kind of thing is very simple."

"I wouldn't do something so simple. What kind of person do you take me for?"

"Aren't you going to do it?"

"No way."

"Tsk, I should have called Texas instead." Lin Ye sighed deliberately. "If Texas were here, she would definitely have done a great job on this mission, wouldn't she?"

Upon hearing "Texas," Lappland's tail immediately stood on end.

“What did you say? Texas?” Lappland said. “If Texas can do it, how can I not? You wait, tonight I’ll scare all the kids on this street to death.”

This change is happening way too fast...

"Don't be scared to death, and it won't be tonight. It'll be fine on Halloween," Lin Ye said. "I'll teach you how to do it then."

"Aww! Don't worry!" Lappland crossed her arms, wagged her tail, and looked very confident. "What I can do, Texas definitely can't do, because I'm her senior."

Lin Ye nodded and gave Lappland an encouraging look, but in his heart he was thinking that, whether it was his imagination or not, Lappland was becoming easier to fool.

Nightingale asked curiously, "What is the wolf grandmother?"

"The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, a very interesting fairy tale." Lin Ye began to sized up Nightingale. "Would you like to play Little Red Riding Hood?"

What do I need to do?

“Nothing much is needed,” Lin Ye chuckled. He was about to say that Lappland could play the Big Bad Wolf and Nightingale could play Little Red Riding Hood, and there wouldn’t be much of a plot—one would just chase and the other would run. But he quickly realized that Nightingale’s legs weren’t suited for running, and she certainly couldn’t outrun Lappland, so he immediately shut his mouth.

Looking at the nightingale's curious gaze, Lin Ye breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Thankfully, he realized his mistake in time, otherwise it would have been another terrible idea. If he had hurt Nightingale, he would have been a sinner.

However, since we've recognized that nightingales can't run, they certainly shouldn't be portrayed as ghosts requiring too much movement for Halloween. Ideally, they should be portrayed as something quieter, although quietness clearly doesn't fit the Halloween theme. But we need to find a way to allow the nightingale to blend into the Halloween atmosphere without harming her health.

So Little Red Riding Hood was out of the question. Lin Ye told Nightingale that it would be better to choose a different role, because Little Red Riding Hood was for a little girl, and Nightingale was too tall. Nightingale nodded and didn't ask any further questions, since she didn't know anything about these things and could only leave it all to Lin Ye to decide.

Therefore, Lin Ye must come up with an outfit that will make her happy.

...This is really difficult. He's just a doctor, yet he has to juggle childcare and being a stylist. Rhodes Island should really pay him three times his salary—no, ten times!

Lin Ye thought to himself, then continued to examine the goods on the street. He had to admit, the goods here were quite interesting; many were small gadgets powered by Originium, looking almost like magical items. If he could bring everything from this street back to his past life, just setting up a stall would be enough for Lin Ye to make a fortune.

Unfortunately, it didn't work.

The group chatted and walked along until they came to a small clothing store. They learned that the owner was a graduate of a prestigious university's fashion design department; no wonder the clothes there looked so much better than others, both in style and quality.

Even though such a talented designer was selling merchandise at a comic convention, Lin Ye still felt something was off.

"Is this young lady looking for clothes?" The shop owner looked at Nightingale, then smiled. "What style would you like to try?"

The nightingale shook her head: "I don't know."

"Is that so? So you don't have a specific goal?" the shopkeeper said, sizing up Nightingale. "Then how about changing your current style?"

Nightingale asked, somewhat puzzled, "The current style?"

"Hmm, you must really like white, right?" the shop owner said with a smile. "You'd be all pure white, so how about trying black? Black is more suitable for the 'Halloween' theme, since there aren't any pure white ghosts anyway."

“Black…” Nightingale hesitated. “Black is Shining’s favorite color, but as for me…”

Lin Ye patted Nightingale on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It's just a color, how can it belong to anyone? If you want to try it, then go ahead and give it a shot. You're already here anyway. Maybe you'll discover a different side of yourself."

"A different version of myself?" Nightingale was persuaded by Lin Ye, and then nodded gently. "Then I'm willing to give it a try."

Seeing that Nightingale had agreed, the shopkeeper took out an outfit that resembled an evening gown and asked Nightingale, "What do you think of this one? You can try it on in the fitting room in the back."

Nightingale nodded, took the clothes the shopkeeper gave her, and left. After Nightingale left, the shopkeeper turned her attention to Lin Ye, and then asked with a smile, "Sir, if I may ask, who is that young lady to you?"

Lin Ye was taken aback: "Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"I'm just a little curious," the shop owner said. "Most people who come to Halloween are either parents with children or couples. Your outfit is quite unusual, so I'm just curious."

Lin Ye understood that the shop owner was probably referring to the four girls beside him, and he was speechless at the shop owner's gossip, unsure how to respond.

Who is Nightingale to him?

He didn't know either.

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Chapter 368 Then I won't wear it.

In the end, Lin Ye still couldn't answer the shop owner's question. After thinking it over, he felt that the only plausible reason was the Rhodes Island team building event. However, such a reason was a bit too strange, and the shop owner might not even understand it. So he pretended to be attracted by another set of clothes hanging on the wall, skipped the shop owner's question, and muttered to himself that a shop owner who would create trouble for no reason probably didn't have a very good business.

About ten minutes later, Nightingale, now dressed, came out of the fitting room. Lin Ye glanced at her and couldn't look away, his mouth slightly agape in surprise.

Because he saw a completely different Nightingale. A black and white witch's outfit, a pure black wide-brimmed hat, and high heels tied with ribbons. It was as if a witch from Halloween had replaced the previous pure white girl.

"Don't forget this." The shopkeeper smiled and handed Nightingale a decorative black staff with a lamp at the top. "With this, it will be perfect."

Nightingale took the staff, still looking somewhat apprehensive. She couldn't help but look at Lin Ye. Although she didn't speak, Lin Ye knew what she meant, so he nodded and said with a smile, "It's very beautiful, Liz."

“Is that so?” Nightingale said softly. “I feel… a little strange.”

“Strange? What’s strange about it? Absolutely not strange.” The shop owner didn’t give Lin Ye a chance to speak, but clapped his hands and praised, “This outfit is called ‘Elegy,’ and it’s my graduation project. But my teacher didn’t give me a very high score back then; he just barely made me pass.”

"Just passing grade?" Lin Ye said, "That doesn't seem very good."

"The reason I only passed the passing grade is because I chose the wrong model!" The shop owner shrugged. "That was definitely the worst choice I ever made. My classmate Aslan looked so fierce in that outfit, which was the main reason for my low score."

Aslan?

Lin Ye vaguely remembered that the image of this race seemed to be closer to that of a lion.

"In short, I'm very satisfied with this outfit." The shop owner looked at Nightingale again and said with a smile, "But I regretted choosing the wrong model back then. I put this outfit on the market for a long time afterward, but I couldn't find anyone who would suit it. But today I've finally found one. Miss, you are the most suitable person for 'Elegy'."

The shopkeeper's words filled Lin Ye with genuine admiration. In his previous life, he had seen many salesmen, but very few could exaggerate like this. Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, the naive Nightingale clearly believed him. Her fair cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

It's clear that Nightingale really likes this outfit.

“Miss, please don’t do this,” the shopkeeper said. “Don’t lower your head. Be confident and imagine that you are the shrine maiden back then. Shrine maidens are always the most beautiful, so how can you feel inferior? Believe me, this outfit is absolutely perfect for you. I also hope that my creation can find the right person for it, so I can sell it to you for half price.”

Lin Ye didn't hear a word of the shopkeeper's long string of nonsense, but he did hear the last sentence clearly.

Half price?! Only half price?!

Lin Ye suddenly felt that the shop owner had a bit of an artist's demeanor, so he immediately said, "In that case, let's not disappoint the owner's kindness. Liz, let's take this set."

Nightingale clearly didn't understand those nonsense things, and when she saw that Lin Ye had said the same thing, she nodded.

This puzzled Ifrit, who was standing nearby.

"Why this outfit?" Ifrit asked Lappland, who was standing next to her. "Weren't we supposed to be dressed as ghosts? This outfit doesn't make you look like a ghost at all."

Ifrit's question clearly touched on Lappland's area of ​​expertise. Lappland tilted her head, wagged her tail, and couldn't give a coherent answer. This greatly disappointed Ifrit. She wanted to ask Skadi, who hadn't spoken yet, but when she looked up at Skadi, she swallowed her question.

In this world, there aren't many people who can frighten Ifrit. Himeru is one, and Saria is another. There shouldn't be anyone else, but Ifrit suddenly realizes that Skadi seems to be that kind of person too; a single glance from her can send chills down Ifrit's spine.

What a strange person, Ifrit thought to herself.

Lin Ye, who was standing in front ready to pay, could never have imagined Ifrit's thoughts, because he was looking at the bill the shopkeeper had given him, his body trembling slightly.

I got scammed! I definitely got scammed!