What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

“How can we trust you? You know, there are many swindlers in the underworld. Maybe you're after our unusual souls.” An Chen thought for a moment, then pretended to be very wary.

"You'll understand when you see those people and then when you see the boss." Old Qian laughed strangely, as if he had just thought of something.

It's just a skull, but the sounds it makes are quite interesting.

Besides becoming increasingly leaky, his voice has also changed quite a bit.

If Lao Qian were a real person, An Chen thought he could definitely become a voice actor specializing in voicing characters with dental problems.

"Those people?" Jiuge's heart started beating faster.

She hugged her chest, somewhat afraid that her heartbeat would be detected.

Fortunately, the conman didn't seem to feel a heartbeat.

"...My whole body is the same temperature, I can't even feel that I'm cold," Jiuge muttered softly.

"Who are those people?" An Chen smiled, feigning ignorance.

"Just follow me. I know you're powerful, but I can't harm you." When facing a powerful soul, a seasoned conman usually won't confront it head-on.

Firstly, he valued talent, and secondly, he also wanted to work hard to achieve good results.

If he doesn't do a good job, the future boss will definitely not give him real life after the experiment is successful.

As a professional lackey, to use a somewhat insulting analogy, this conman is determined to reach the level of Zhuge Liang in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

"Okay, sure." An Chen smiled slightly.

The gray-black water droplets that were dripping from the sky had stopped, and the wet feeling on him and Jiuge also disappeared as the black water droplets vanished.

"Please lead the way." An Chen stepped on a small pebble on the ground.

With a slight wobbling of his foot, the pebble flew several meters away.

"..." The conman was speechless.

He subconsciously touched the magical artifact in his pocket.

"..." Jiuge remained silent as well.

"Then... please come in..."

The conman didn't quite understand why he was saying those things.

When you encounter such rare souls, wouldn't it be much better to just ask the boss to take action personally?

He comes without even informing the boss...

This Black Impermanence looks like he's quite capable in combat.

The White Impermanence standing next to him also gave off an impression of exceptional intelligence.

Thinking about it carefully, these two seem to have very similar characteristics to the Black and White Impermanence of the underworld.

Suddenly, the conman's thoughts became jumbled again.

He felt a sharp pain in his head and his mind became quite foggy.

"Please wait a moment."

The conman shook his head and pointed to the right.

An Chen and Jiu Ge responded and looked to their right.

A gray-black tunnel inexplicably appeared in the middle of the road.

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"Black Impermanence, White Impermanence, come with me quickly!" the old swindler urged.

The tunnel entrance is getting smaller and smaller at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this, An Chen and Jiu Ge immediately followed.

From the outside, the tunnel appears grayish-black.

But when you actually go inside, it turns white and gray.

“Few people in the underworld know about this tunnel. It’s faster for us to take this route, and our conversations are less likely to be leaked.” At this point, the conman started worrying about some trivial matters.

"By the way, I have a few more questions." An Chen held Jiu Ge's small hand and spoke slowly.

“I have one too,” Jiuge said softly, raising her other hand.

The conman had a skull on his head, which she found very strange.

Fortunately, having seen quite a few skeletons before, Jiuge isn't too afraid of them now.

Just like the five teenage detectives in "Nanke", along with the female protagonist and her father, after seeing more dead bodies, they became more skilled at calling the police and were no longer so afraid.

Often, they would even talk incessantly about analyzing the case while looking at the corpse.

"Ask away, as long as you're willing to cooperate with me," the conman said heartily, patting his fake body.

Right now, what the leader needs most is a high-quality soul.

If they successfully bring Black Impermanence and White Impermanence over, using their extraordinary luck and intelligence as nourishment, and then casually give them fake bodies, the boss will definitely feel like he's made a killing.

If we do a good job, the experiment might succeed directly.

True resurrection will appear in the world.

"Are the souls of those who joined you... all in the place you mentioned?" An Chen asked first.

"Yes, most of them are still here, and not many have disappeared or vanished," the old swindler answered honestly.

“Basic…” Jiu Ge roughly knew what An Chen was asking.

Although An Chen's best friend doesn't have the same potential as An Chen, he should still be considered one of the best.

Otherwise, there would have been no way to protect An Chen from being harmed by the phantom in the end.

"What extraordinary souls have you encountered over the years? Are there any more unique than us?" Upon hearing this, An Chen continued to ask questions as if nothing had happened.

“There are some, but not as legendary as you. You’ll see them soon. Most of them have the ability to revive, but it’s not stable enough. If they’re not in good condition, they’re prone to illness and might not show their powerful abilities.” The old swindler touched his skull bones and answered evasively.

"What I want to ask is what exactly these are," An Chen said quietly.

"I want to know too," Jiu Ge added, offering her helpful suggestion.

"Are you sure you want to know?" The conman hesitated, as if he had something difficult to say.

"Over the years, there are many things I can't remember." He slowed his pace a little.

"It's okay, we're just curious." An Chen smiled.

"Alright then." The conman inexplicably gave in.

Nowadays, whenever he feels a sense of resistance towards the Black and White Impermanence, he quickly dispels his concerns.

"The first woman I looked for was... probably a couple hundred years ago, I can't remember the exact time. Compared to the other female leads at the time, she was exceptionally capable and talented, and she dared to fight against societal norms. It's just a pity that she wasn't willing to join us." Old Qian casually voiced one of An Chen's questions.

Of course, he did not directly state that Meng Ninghua was still alive at the time, or how he coerced and lured her after her death.

"The second one, about a hundred years ago, was about a few talented people in a certain town. They were exceptionally intelligent, and in that era, they were considered extremely remarkable," the old swindler continued to recall.

“Yes, anything else?” An Chen nodded.

He probably has a good idea.

The old swindler was probably referring to Jingcheng's missing colleagues.

"There was another couple, about fifty years ago. The girl's five elements were all Earth, and the boy's five elements were all Fire. You know, people with birth charts like that probably only appear once every hundred years. And they became a couple, and they didn't go astray." Old Qian ground his teeth, and his voice started to sound strange again.

"There were also some misjudgments, which I'm not comfortable talking about." He thought of the things he had encouraged people to do in a villa.

“…” An Chen and Jiu Ge remained silent.

If I'm not mistaken...

The old swindler just mentioned that it's very likely Hua Zhijian and Jiu Ge's new friend Yi Yuan.

“We’ve also seen those with exceptionally special constitutions, the kind that can unleash tremendous power, but that boy’s soul wouldn’t allow it and was protected by another boy’s soul. By now, that boy’s soul should have faded into obscurity, after all, he was like a half-dud, what a waste.” Old Qian sighed heavily.

The tunnel didn't look particularly long, but after walking for a long time, they still hadn't reached the end.

Hearing the conman's understated description, An Chen remained expressionless and silent, his brows furrowed deeply.

"..."

Jiuge looked left and right, unsure of what to do.

At this point, we should comfort An Chen and offer some encouragement, and then try to catch the spirit again later?

But given the current situation, she couldn't offer any comfort.

"And there are some really eccentric ones too," the conman continued to reminisce.

He wanted to say something more, but An Chen patted him on the shoulder and shook his head.

“I roughly understand what kind of people they are now. Bai Wuchang also has some questions for you.” An Chen pointed at Jiu Ge.

"Yes." The conman nodded, indicating that he understood.

Jiuge was stunned for a moment.

She glanced furtively at An Chen, then turned to the skeletal face of the old swindler and asked, "If we return to the mortal realm, will our legendary abilities become weaker?"

After all, whether it was Jingcheng's colleagues, or Hua Zhijian and Yi Yuan, they all seemed to have become less formidable than described.

"It depends on the probability, but it's highly unlikely," the conman replied, still downplaying the issue.

"What will happen if they stop cooperating with you?" Jiuge asked, turning her head to the side.

"Maybe he lives in the underworld, waiting in line to be reincarnated," the conman replied ambiguously to the question.

"That's how it should be in theory. However, for extremely powerful people, the opportunity to be resurrected is irreplaceable once it's lost, so for the time being, no one has been released... oh, slip of the tongue, no one has been asked to leave yet." He covered the bones around his mouth, his voice exaggerated.

“I understand now.” Jiuge nodded.

She suddenly felt relieved.

In that case, it's highly likely that An Chen's friends are still around.

Turning to look at An Chen, An Chen's expression also relaxed a bit.