[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

You smile, exchange a glance with the ghost, and then, with a mysterious expression, coax him:

"Have you read our fantasy novels? We're practicing to develop a body that's immune to all poisons."

She curled her lip, her face full of disbelief: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

But the next second they ask you: "What is a fantasy novel?"

You smiled and began to promote it.

The bar was filled with melodious music, mixed with hushed conversations and the clinking of glasses, creating a cheerful melody.

You watch as several people chat familiarly, discussing all sorts of topics, and even playing new drinking games under the guidance of the ghost.

Looking at the obvious smile lines around their eyes caused by age, you suddenly feel that this is the warmest and most reassuring scene.

Freedom, safety, and reunion.

Perhaps because you were genuinely happy, you didn't consciously control your drinking, and in the end, several of you were a little tipsy.

Especially you, compared to those old drunkards, you were the one who got the most drunk.

In the end, a ghost carried you home and even gave you a bath.

"The little bird looks up and gives me a goodnight kiss..."

In the bathtub, you lie on top of him and immediately cover his mouth when he makes a request.

"No, I told you you can't until you quit smoking!"

You glared at him; even when he was drunk, he hadn't forgotten the rule.

The ghost grabs your hand, its lips moving in your palm: "I haven't smoked in a long time, you can smell it if you don't believe me."

You frowned, placed your hand on his chest, and leaned closer to him suspiciously.

You put your nose to his lips and twitch it slightly, like a cat sniffing food.

Finally, you nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, Simon is very well-behaved."

The ghost's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and a doting smile played on his thin lips.

"So, what reward are you going to give me for being so well-behaved?"

You didn't answer, but simply opened your mouth and gently bit those seemingly indifferent lips.

The bathwater, reflecting the bright, round moon outside the window, rippled and shimmered with light as it swayed, followed by a lingering, sticky scent...

"Phew... Simon, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

When the alarm clock rang at midnight, you looked at him and gave him your blessings in Chinese.

He raised his hand and brushed the wet hair from your forehead with his fingertips, his eyes filled with deep emotion.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, My Moon.

The gentle and pure moon that illuminated my dark life.

Half an hour later on the balcony, he embraced you from behind as you gazed at the moon. Suddenly, a golden circle was held up by him in front of the bright moon.

You look up at him and ask, "Is this a gift?"

The ghost nodded: "I know about your Mid-Autumn Festival. In addition to the custom of eating mooncakes, you also have the custom of giving osmanthus flowers."

Sending osmanthus as a gift during the Mid-Autumn Festival symbolizes fulfillment and wishes for others to achieve promotion.

"Ordinary osmanthus flowers wither easily, so I want to give you a golden osmanthus that will never wither or fade."

What he held in his hand was a gold ring, shaped like a cassia flower, with five delicate gold flowers between the thin band.

"I wish us a happy and fulfilling life together in the future, and I also wish you a successful career and that you become the most outstanding person."

You raise your hand and spread your five fingers.

"Simon's rare display of romance, I'll gladly accept it."

The ghost remained silent in the face of your teasing, but slowly slipped the ring onto your finger.

Finally, he gently held your finger with the ring on it, lowered his head, and planted a kiss.

"Little bird, my moon, let's celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together every year from now on."

You freed your hand from his grasp, pulled him up, and forced his head to hang even lower.

You kissed his chin with your lips, the light stubble tickling you and making you laugh.

"Then it's a deal. You have to stay with me and stay safe forever."

The ghost hugged you tighter, burying its face in your neck and responding in a low, husky voice.

"comply with your wish..."

Bonus Chapter: Nicholas x You 1

I never expected that after so long, you would pick up Nicole from the police station.

"Although your boyfriend got into the fight to help someone, fighting in a public place is really a bad influence."

The policewoman typed while looking at the computer screen and explained to you that you would soon understand the whole story.

It turned out that after getting off the plane and going through security, Nicholas saw a couple arguing for some unknown reason.

Police said the woman lost the child's water bottle, and the child cried for it but couldn't find it. The man blamed the woman and told her to go find it, but since it had passed through security, it must have been left on the plane. So the woman said she would just buy a bottle of water for the child if she couldn't find it.

But the man suddenly became enraged, pointing at the woman and cursing, saying he would beat her to death if he couldn't find the water bottle today!

The woman didn't react much, but the child was so frightened that he cried and clung to her. The woman glared at the man and was then slapped by him.

Nicole had initially just stood by and ignored it, but after seeing the man make a move, she immediately went up and kicked him, sending him flying several meters away!

Nicole was very strong, and the man was immediately taken to the hospital, while the woman, along with the child and Nicole, was taken to the police station.

Because Nicoto refused to cooperate, the police contacted you through his cell phone.

"Although the law has changed and acts of heroism now offer immunity from liability, your boyfriend's actions were excessive..."

The policewoman continued.

You felt a little helpless, but you still nodded and agreed with her in a good-natured manner.

"I understand, I'm sorry to have caused you trouble, but I believe that anyone with a sense of justice would help in this situation, especially since my boyfriend is a soldier! However, because my boyfriend is a soldier, he might not have controlled his strength well. Is there any way to mediate this situation?"

After looking around, the policewoman said to you, "Madam, I need to go to the restroom first."

After a moment's hesitation, you nodded and said, "I was just thinking of going too. Officer, would it be convenient for you to lead the way?"

So you went together to the women's restroom at the police station.

As soon as you enter, the policewoman, who had been so serious just moments before, softens her expression and frowns as she looks at you.

"Miss, your boyfriend's situation is quite serious, but it's not hopeless."

You immediately grasped her hand: "Officer, please give us some pointers; we would be very grateful."

Although you are already a non-commissioned officer, you are not a lawyer who knows all the laws and regulations. For professional matters, you still need to consult professionals.

The policewoman smiled and said, "No need for gratitude. I just can't stand this kind of thing. The law may be heartless, but people are compassionate. I just hope to help every kind person as much as possible."

Then she tells you to go find the woman from that couple's story.

The man is still in a coma, so it's much simpler for her, as a family member, to issue a letter of understanding than to find that immoral man.

The format of the letter of understanding can be written by a professional. Try to handle all the troubles as much as possible, and finally issue a separate guarantee that the injury will not be subject to judicial appraisal.

According to the law, injuries below minor injury are considered civil cases, which can be basically resolved by issuing a letter of understanding. Injuries above minor injury are considered criminal cases, which are not so easy to resolve.

Now that man has been kicked by Nicol, he must have suffered more than just minor injuries; he could even have been seriously injured. Therefore, we absolutely cannot go through a forensic medical examination!

“Your boyfriend’s foreign status also has its advantages. If he insists on pursuing the matter after he has sobered up, we can mediate on the grounds that he is difficult to find after all the procedures for forgiveness are completed.”

"But since police officers and third parties cannot get involved, you'll have to handle this yourself."

After thanking the policewoman, you immediately go to find the woman who is still at the police station.

After a heartfelt explanation, the woman finally agreed to let you sign a letter of understanding.

You were quick; you immediately went out, printed out two copies of the letter of understanding, and handed them to the woman.

Only after watching her sign her name and press her fingerprint did the tension in your heart finally dissipate.

But the numb and dejected expression on the woman's face inevitably evokes sympathy in you.

She was also a pitiful woman.

I was so focused on getting a letter of understanding that I neglected to consider her feelings. What if she made the decision on her own and then her husband...?

After hesitating for a few seconds, you finally said to her:

"Sister, the police officer has told me everything. I don't mean to stir up trouble, but I just feel that there's no point in continuing this marriage."

The woman looked at you, her eyes as still as stagnant water.

"I know, but for the sake of the child..."

"Children don't want to grow up in a family like this!"

You forcefully refute her, then ask the little boy sitting next to her, "Isn't that right, little brother?"

After the boy nodded, the woman's eyes finally welled up with tears.

"But I can't bear to leave my child, and I don't have a job..."

What women despair most is not divorce, but the inability to keep their children with them, and the fear that their children will suffer if they stay with them.

You sigh and then take a card out of your bag.

"Sister, there's a little money in this card, please use it first. Consider it a thank you fee for signing the letter of understanding. As for your child..."

You wrote your phone number in her palm.

"If you decide to leave, you can tell me, and I can sponsor your child for a year to help you through the initial difficulties."

The woman didn't speak, she just stared blankly at the numbers in her palm.

You didn't try to persuade them further, and got up to leave to complete the remaining procedures.

That's all you can do; not interfering with other people's fate is protecting yourself.