Lin Huai:?
Amidst the shouts of "Cheng Guan is here!!!", a large retreat proceeded like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. All the tables and chairs on the ground were taken away in an instant, all the arms that were still fried in the oil pan jumped out immediately, and all the tofu brains rolled back into their own pan. Howling and calling for friends, the ghost peddlers fled with their breakfast carts.
Those who can drive can drive, those who can ride three wheels can ride three wheels, and those who don't even have three wheels can only run around pushing the dining car frantically. Several of the ghosts screamed as they ran.
"Why is the city management here at this time?!"
"Didn't the urban management not get up before ten o'clock every day?!"
"Seven o'clock in the morning, such a time in the sun, the city management actually got up?!"
"nmd! I woke up so early at the risk of being sunburned to death, and I still met the city management!!"
For a while, the autumn wind was bleak, and the flood surged. When Lin Huai walked into the alley, he saw only an empty alley. He twitched the corner of his mouth, and picked up a leaflet blown by the wind from the ground.
"How do they even know my wake-up time?" Lin Huai muttered, "They care more about me than Chu Tianshu."
Compared with this, he actually has the weird nickname of "City Management" in this quiet Westwood District, which is really unavoidable...
Excited.
Lin Huai raised the corners of his lips strangely.
All the ghost vendors left, so Lin Huai had no choice but to go to KFC in Yangjian to buy breakfast. The whole of Westwood is desolate now. In just over twenty days, the entire Westwood District was basically infected by ghosts. The number of member registrations of the underworld forum has also changed from a few thousand to nearly one hundred thousand. Humans who had the ability to escape from Westwood District had already fled, but soon they were killed by ghosts hidden in the trunk, luggage, and shadows on the way to escape by car, train, or plane, and they died crookedly the next day. Walking, with a pale face, he returned to Westwood District.
Only 5% of humans managed to escape, and almost three of these five "escaped" with the ghosts from Westwood District.
Westwood District is already a paradise for ghosts, and this paradise will be brought and infected by these lucky escaped Westwood District to other regions. When they read novels at home alone, play games in the toilet, or eat with friends in restaurants, there will always be dark ghosts flashing behind them or following them all the time.
In the end, the whole world will be destroyed by ghosts.
This is the end of this world.
And Lin Huai, in such a world, actually became the "urban management" of Westwood District... This is really gratifying.
Lin Huai got a normal breakfast at KFC—a rice ball and a cup of soy milk. He sat by the window and digested the food while playing with his mobile phone. There are many living human beings sitting in KFC who are normal like him, with fear and tension on their faces.
Speaking of which, chain stores like KFC and McDonald's were finally occupied by ghosts. Lin Huai thought about it for a while, and found that it might be because such a fast-moving brand is not suitable for ghosts to scare humans, attack humans, and develop offline. Their horror methods are often diluted by the similar harmony of "such a big chicken chop", which greatly reduces their own horror. When Lin Huai could still enter the underworld forum, he once saw ghosts complaining in the forum.
The ghost is a McDonald's waiter who shrank himself in a chicken chop bag to scare people. When the living person who bought the chicken chop arrived at the gym lounge with the chicken chop, the ghost thought that the time had come, and slowly stretched its body out of the packaging bag.
and issued.
"That-so big chicken chop!" It stretched its arms to show that it could stretch really big, "It's so-big!"
—Then it was beaten up by the fitness trainer next to it and the fitness students, and was laughed at by the ghost hiding in the exhaust pipe of the gym.
Perhaps because of this "so big" joke, McDonald's and KFC have never had ghosts willing to get involved. Lin Huai finished her breakfast slowly.
Now the task of sending high-level express delivery is sent to him later and later, basically until twelve o'clock at noon. Today Chu Tianshu is still on duty in the mental hospital, Lin Huai has nothing to do and no one to play with, so he plans to wander around the streets here and find ghosts to practice his skills.
The first thing he arrives at is a haunted house in a mall. In the past, such haunted houses have always been the perfect resort for Lin Huai to see ghosts. He specifically chose a run-down shopping mall, and chose the haunted house at No. 44 on the 4th floor. Just looking at the numbers, this haunted house is such a hell.
Lin Huai even went to the clothing store next door to buy a pair of black-framed plain glasses and a plain brown wig. Against the background of wig, baseball cap and glasses, Lin Huai is as ordinary as an elementary school student who loves reasoning. He returned to the fourth floor next door with his casual clothes, and grinned when he saw the woman who was feebly selling tickets at the door. Then, trying his best to suppress his ecstasy, he walked towards the haunted house.
"Buy a ticket, thank you." He deliberately lowered his voice.
The woman looked up at him. Her face was pale, and she knew something was wrong just by looking at Lin Huai. The woman scanned Lin Huai up and down, and Lin Huai looked at her with a smile.
"What's your name?" the woman stammered.
"Lu Jin." Lin Huai didn't bat an eyelid.
"your job is?"
"Student." Lin Huai said again.
"Where do you live?"
"Room 103, No. 79, Huai'an Road." Lin Huai reported a fake address without batting an eyelid.
Lin Huai only felt that her answer was very seamless. His surname is not Lin, he is not a courier, and he does not live in a courier station. But just when he looked at the woman expectantly, hoping to get a ticket...
The woman looked him up and down in fear, turned around and was about to run! !
Lin Huai couldn't tolerate her running away. Just as the woman was about to leave, Lin Huai grabbed her arm and said, "Tell me, where did I blow up this time again?!"
The woman couldn't dodge, and could only cry in the end: "Fuck, normal living people should impatiently ask 'whether they sell tickets or not, and why ask so many' before I ask the third question!!"
Lin Huai: ... careless.
When Lin Huai was feeling depressed, the woman had already cut off her own arm and crawled away.
Lin Huai got the ghost hand X1, he put the ghost hand into the shopping bag in his hand, and went to the next place.
The next place Lin Huai went to was a well-known cosmetics company. It is said that the lipsticks in this makeup shop are made from the blood of ghosts. If you use the lipstick sold in this cosmetics store, your lips will gradually become the lips of a ghost.
The ghost will utter a terrifying prophecy every morning. In the following day, this prophecy will come true. It may be "You will fall when you go out today", it may be "You will be called by the teacher in class today", or it may be "Your mother will die", "Your father will die", "Your family will die "Wait for Zaun to speak.
Therefore, Lin Huai called this set of lipsticks Zuan lipsticks.
When Lin Huai was 50 meters away from the cosmetics store, she heard the siren sound from the entire shopping mall. Lin Huai was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the ghost to be so arrogant.
"The whole mall is owned by ghosts so soon?" he thought.
Lin Huai immediately speeded up, and before he arrived at the cosmetics store, the two female shop assistants inside had already rushed to pull down the shutter door, trying to deny Lin Huai from entering—
Lin Huai arrived at the cosmetics store just before the rolling door was the last step.
A female ghost's hand was still caught in the rolling door. Lin Huai was about to take advantage of this gap to open the rolling door, and then he heard a scream.
The rolling shutter door fell with a bang. At the same time, the female ghost's hand fell in front of Lin Huai with a bloody grunt.
Lin Huai: ...
"They sacrificed themselves too much to avoid me," he thought.
He happily picked up the ghost hand and put it together in his environmental protection bag. Seeing that all the shops in the mall were closed, Lin Huai knew that he would not encounter ghosts here. He was a little disappointed and decided to change places.
Lin Huai was sitting in the square. In the square, there were many ghosts distributing leaflets. Those ghosts were dressed in huge plush bear clothes, but they smelled rancid. No one knew that there would be rotting corpses inside the puppet costumes, and receiving their leaflets was equivalent to receiving the gate of ascension to heaven. And after the living people who received the leaflets died tragically, they would also become a new puppet pretending to be a ghost who distributed the leaflets and received many leaflets.
There are endless shortages of children and grandchildren, which are comparable to the pyramid schemes in the underworld.
This underworld MLM organization ran away after Lin Huai arrived. A group of puppets ran in the square, the scene was so spectacular that Lin Huai thought for a while that he had broken into the shooting location of a Disney animation movie.
He sat alone on the bench, looking at the map to see the happy places that could be found all over Westwood. Eventually, he decided to visit elementary school.
"Children in elementary school are still the flowers of the motherland and have not yet experienced the beatings of the sinister society. Therefore, their fear of me should not be so deep." Lin Huai thought, "If they are willing to let me into school, I can also dance rubber with them Just playing around."
Thinking about it, Lin Huai took a taxi on the side of the road. But all the taxis ran away when they saw him.
It was a driver surnamed Li who finally stopped.
"You're not afraid of me?" Lin Huai was pleasantly surprised by this.
Driver Li was very silent about this: "Now there are no living people in Westwood District, even the dead... dare not ride in my car!!"
He looked like he had given up on reality and started to give up on himself. In the past twenty days, Driver Li has become numb to everything that happened in this city, and he has also become numb to the terrifying ghosts.
He even just wanted to die quickly and join the family of the underworld forum as soon as possible. But no matter how he looks for ghosts, how he bumps into ghosts, all the ghosts agree that he must be the courier's internal agent, and refuse to be an introducer to kill him and let him go to the underworld.
Driver Li has become numb. He thought desperately that he might become the last living person in Westwood District.
"It's better to be my special car driver." Lin Huai said sympathetically.
Driver Li: …
Driver Li was silent all the way, he drove Lin Huai to the elementary school, and left in silence again.