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

A lost soul wanders aimlessly, with no one to call out to it, and feelings that cannot be reciprocated.

Stubbornly, they still believe they are alive.

An Chen and Jiu Ge remained silent.

They suddenly recalled the wars that had taken place in the city a hundred years ago, as described in their textbooks.

Surprisingly, Jiuge felt no fear whatsoever when faced with these specific, helpless, bewildered, and lonely souls.

Of course, there's a prerequisite: these spirits won't deliberately scare people.

"What is this?" Su Zhi looked at the spirit in front of her, dressed in the same style as in the last century, with a bit of surprise, and adjusted her glasses.

It's not that she's bad at history, she's just temporarily having a mental lapse.

“These should be spirits that originally lived in Jingcheng. A hundred years ago, a war took place in Jingcheng. This Ghost Festival, they unintentionally drifted out of their home,” Li Zhi explained after thinking for a while.

"As for why it's still here after a hundred years, that probably involves areas that are difficult for us to interfere with." As he spoke, he glanced at Jiuge.

If it were Jiuge, perhaps they could find a way.

"They've been saved, haven't they?"

Suddenly, Jiuge spoke.

These spirits are unaware that they have lost their lives.

They are still living in the illusion of the past they have unintentionally created, constantly carrying their schoolbags, herding cattle, and repeating the last few days of their lives, endlessly cycling through them, unable to find peace.

Now, the Ghost Festival has inadvertently appeared, and people are completely unaware of it.

"Let's resolve this after the meeting; time is tight," An Chen suggested, glancing at the time.

"We can bring them some food then," he added.

Judging from the retro-styled spirits coming and going, their quality of life is probably not very good.

Going to school and herding cattle—it was already incredibly difficult to live like this in the final days.

It's possible that no one's stomach is full until the very last moment of their life.

"Hmm." Jiuge nodded, her expression somewhat solemn.

She couldn't understand it, nor could she accept it.

For so many years, not a single piece of information has been released.

If there's some reason why nobody knows, that's fine. But if the association knows, and the members of Jingcheng understand the current situation yet slack off and do nothing, then it's not just a matter of professional ethics.

"I'm leaving now." Su Zhi looked rather uninterested.

She walked into a dead end, turned around, closed her eyes, and muttered something.

Then, Su Zhi's figure disappeared from the spot.

"Then I'll be going too." Smiling at An Chen and Jiu Ge, Li Zhi also walked to that spot.

He repeated the same action as Su Zhi, his lips moved, and then his figure disappeared.

"The association has set up a base in this area. Just find a corner, clear your mind, and chant a spell to get in." Afraid that An Chen would be frightened, Jiu Ge gestured with her hands, trying to explain it to him clearly.

She was worried that An Chen had never seen such a scene before.

"Hmm." An Chen nodded, indicating that he understood.

Actually, he understood it at first glance, but Jiuge thought he didn't.

Now, whenever An Chen sees Jiu Ge trying her best to explain or teach him something, he listens obediently on the surface, not wanting to spoil her fun.

"The reasons behind this are very complicated, and I probably can't explain them to you clearly in just a few words."

Seeing that there was no one else around, Jiuge started to let loose and became more talkative and expressive.

She had been holding back for too long, and even though An Chen was sitting next to her, she couldn't say a word.

Thinking about this, Jiuge felt very tired.

"Yes, thank you for your hard work in the car just now. You worked very hard."

An Chen chuckled and couldn't help but pat Jiu Ge's head.

"what......"

Jiuge blushed, took a step back, and then moved back.

He looked around, his expression hesitant, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

"These kinds of things... many things... should be done in a private setting..."

"What's going on? And besides a few spirits, there's no one else here."

"No... I mean..."

"Before we go in, I'd like to ask if the association has mentioned anything about the little black man?" Seeing that Jiu Ge was too nervous, An Chen thoughtfully changed the subject.

"Not yet, but I might say so this time."

When this topic was brought up, Jiuge's expression immediately returned to normal, and her tone became much more firm.

"So, what was the incantation for getting in? I didn't hear what those two were saying."

An Chen looked at Jiu Ge with satisfaction.

He could actually find a way to get in without using a spell.

"The incantation is: 'Long live the day you work 9 to 5, be number one in the world with 996, and get half pay if you're late.'" Jiu Ge twirled her hair and answered seriously.

She said this very naturally, without any change in expression, as if she didn't find the command strange at all.

"?"

An Chen was stunned...

Jiuge's expression remained unchanged, still very serious, as if she didn't find the spell strange at all.

As expected, the people in the association are all corporate slaves...

An Chen once again experienced the reality of this society.

Chapter 70 A Personality That Changes Every Three Years

With a sigh, An Chen and Jiu Ge walked together to the dead end.

After spinning around aimlessly, the two closed their eyes, cleared their minds, and began chanting incantations.

"Long live the 9-to-5 workday, 996 is the best in the world, and you get half pay if you're late."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery began to change.

Skyscrapers, Rolls-Royces, and the vintage spirits floating around have all disappeared.

Then, a tall building comes into view in the distance.

The scene is like being in a forest, with a large black house at the bend in the road.

"This is the meeting place we use when there are important announcements," Jiuge explained, pointing to the building.

She frowned, sensing that things weren't as simple as she had imagined.

An Chen didn't think there was anything wrong with it. From the beginning, he thought it was very strange to set the date for the Ghost Festival.

Various figures appeared on the paths from all directions.

An Chen suddenly began to wonder if all the association members had come.

"Everyone from the associations is here?" he asked, pressing his temples.

"Only a part," Jiuge glanced sideways at the side and answered softly.

Few of the association members who walked toward the house were dressed normally.

They came and went, each dressed in a stranger way than the last.

There are ox-headed and horse-faced demons, pig-headed people, cat-faced old ladies, and even cross-dressing men...

Of course, the men looked at An Chen next to Jiu Ge even more strangely.

Almost everyone was stealing glances at An Chen, but no one dared to approach him.

"Don't stray too far from me, or you'll get beaten up."

As the number of people increased, Jiuge reluctantly reverted to her poker face.

She was very confident in her popularity, and if An Chen were out of her sight, someone would definitely go and cause trouble for An Chen.

If it gets serious, An Chen could be beaten so badly he'd have to be hospitalized!

"Oh......"

An Chen shrugged and said nothing.

He wasn't too worried about getting beaten up; he was only worried about what would happen if someone actually wanted to beat him up and he went too far.

With a sigh, the two walked toward the black house.

Upon entering the house, An Chen noticed a spirit dressed as a knight standing beside the door.

Wait, what? A person?

His head was covered by armor, so his expression was not visible.

Holding a rapier, his figure shifted between solid and ethereal.

"You have...spirits here too?"

He looked at the knight and chuckled.

An Chen had no idea what kind of creature it was, whether it was human or not, or even what kind of spirit it was.

But one thing is certain: the association is no ordinary organization if it can use something like this as a gatekeeper.

“Actually, I don’t know if he is a spirit or not. I’ve always treated him as a human being.” The light in Jiu Ge’s eyes dimmed.

She was aware that there were also some unspeakable secrets within the association.

However, no matter how many times Jiuge reported the unreasonable things, the association always chose to avoid the issue.