Chapter 276: Sneeze

Exited the Hell Maze.

Looking back again, the Hell Maze exit had already disappeared without a trace, moreover the surrounding scenes, also didn't have traces of being covered, as if the Hell Maze fundamentally didn't exist.

The two people arrived at the Liar-Slayer Alliance Ancient Tower.

Very strangely, when the two people arrived in front of the window and reported their own names, the auntie responsible for exchanging points, exactly knew the quantity of Ghost Whisperers they killed in the previous Instance:

One-Star: 3.

Two-Star: 6.

Three-Star: 1.

One-Star: 1 Point/each.

Two-Star: 2 Points/each.

Among them, Lin Xiuyuan, Li Zhitong, were bountied by the Liar-Slayer Alliance.

One obtained an extra 100 Points.

One obtained an extra 400 Points.

Not over yet!

Killing Ghost Whisperers across Star Ratings, rewards all double. It's all, not a portion.

As for crossing two Star Ratings, Chen Ran also only learned after inquiring, all rewards, from the previous doubled changed into tripled.

Total amount: 1554 Points.

Also, the players the two people killed in the Hell Maze, also had rewards.

Calculated down it was altogether 1572 Points.

...

There were many players exchanging points in the alliance hall. At the same time on the screen, was also displayed the rankings of points obtained by various Star Rating players.

Below Three-Star, the points obtained were basically all just over a hundred, or several tens of points.

Three-Star players, the points obtained in the Hundred Ghost Feast, also very rarely had over a thousand.

When Chen Ran and Qiu Yinong's names, appeared on the screen, they soared all the way, almost catching up to the points of Four-Star players.

Especially [Wiped out other teams] these words appearing in the two people's remarks. Players knowing the inside information, couldn't help but frequently look towards the two people in front of the window not squinting (looking straight ahead) exchanging points.

Two One-Star players, wiped out the 18 people in the Instance, moreover among these people...

The grand majority were all Two-Star, there were even three Three-Stars. Still Three-Star top-tier players of the First Realm of Lingtai who had cut away the Id. This battle record shocked them to the point of being unable to speak out words.

'Two freaks!'

'Dammit, Diwu Zeyi, was unexpectedly defeated by two little brats?'

'Joking right, players who hadn't done Heart Cultivation took out three players who had done Heart Cultivation?'

'What a pity. No matter how amazing a genius doesn't understand hiding, sooner or later they are playthings of the higher-ups.'

'Perhaps, they have already gotten on the bounty list of the Deceiver Alliance.'

The crowd outwardly didn't show any trace of emotion, their inner hearts extremely spectacular. Having sighs, having regrets, having numbness, also having envy...

Chen Ran the two people's eyes looked at their noses, noses looked at their hearts (remained calm and collected), absolutely not paying attention to other people's sizing up gazes.

Getting the points, they merely casually found a spot, letting the players continue sizing them up.

...

Along with the passage of time, the survivors of the Hundred Ghost Feast successively returned to the 18th Level.

Outside The Gatehouse.

Gao Lan tidied up his suit a bit, fishing out a small mirror from his pocket, smearing a handful of hair wax onto his originally somewhat messy hair. He again squatted down patting the dust on his leather shoes.

"Not bad. Although the previous Instance was somewhat perilous, but the clothes are only slightly dirty."

Putting away the mirror, only then sizing up the 18th Level's environment. On the streets there were very few players, even Death Row didn't have a few. The shops on the two sides also uniformly closed their doors. He knew the filtering of the Battle of the Two Alliances had already begun, couldn't help but blow a whistle.

'Everything is entirely within grasp. Today us common folk, are truly ah truly happy~~~' (Lyrics from a popular Chinese folk song)

Harboring a good mood, Gao Lan fished out a handkerchief from his pocket, lightly covering his mouth and nose, unhurriedly walking towards the Liar-Slayer Alliance Ancient Tower.

'Saying which, among the Death Row, isn't there a player manufacturing vacuum cleaners?'

'Haha, they are all looking at me. Exactly this feeling, refreshing!'

'You guys came to Hell to seek survival. I came to Hell to enjoy survival, enjoying human life!'

Arriving in front of the Ancient Tower, Gao Lan only then stuffed the handkerchief into the external pocket on his suit chest, again pulling it outwards a bit, revealing a corner.

Approaching the Ancient Tower, seeing quite a few players inside, couldn't help but frown. Slightly hesitating he only then walked into the Ancient Tower, trying his best to avoid the crowd.

However, when he raised his head looking towards the large screen, his line of sight falling onto those three conspicuous words [Qiu Yinong], he immediately looked left and right.

The alliance hall was broad. Looking over at a glance besides human heads, it was still human heads.

Gao Lan retracted his gaze, arriving at the window to exchange the Hundred Ghost Feast rewards.

Quantity of Ghost Whisperers killed:

Two-Star: 5.

Three-Star: 4.

Four-Star: 2.

However what was a pity was, among the killed Ghost Whisperers, there were no bountied players.

Seeing the staff member handing over a small card, he pinched a corner, tucking it into his pocket, attracting a burst of eye-rolls from the window auntie.

Again bought a copy of Qiu Yinong's materials.

Casually found an office, placing the material papers onto the wooden table, putting on a pair of white gloves, picking up the materials carefully scrutinizing.

'Suspected True Self player?'

'Time Skill?'

'One-Star counter-killing three Three-Stars?'

'Teammate Chen Ran?'

'Chen Ran's Skill, forbidding players from using Skills for one hour?'

Putting down the materials, taking off the gloves, fishing out a disinfecting spray from his pocket, spraying a few times onto his hands, repeatedly rubbing them.

'Qiu Yinong... speaking reasonably, her personality shouldn't be this high-profile.'

Silent for a long while.

Throwing the white gloves inside the trash can and walking out of the office. Seemingly suddenly thinking of something he again turned back, taking the materials on the wooden table and neatly tearing them into strips throwing them into the trash can.

'Comfortable now.'

Going out the door, he also didn't leave the Ancient Tower. Idly strolling in the hall, looking left and right.

He had a kind of premonition, today in Hell he would see people he knew while alive.

At the same time.

Qiu Yinong suddenly felt being gazed at by a powerful line of sight. She turned her head exactly seeing...

An exquisite youth wearing a suit, inside the suit wearing a vest, leather shoes shiny, combing a big slicked-back hairstyle, looking at her from afar.

Chen Ran also noticed this... Elite Male, doubtfully looking towards Qiu Yinong.

Qiu Yinong fished out a pen and paper writing down:

【Gao Lan.】

【Has mysophobia (germaphobia).】

【Died before the company was established.】

Chen Ran's eyes lit up. Finally caught this fish, however it still needed verification.

Thus Chen Ran took the pen and paper.

【Have a grudge?】

Seeing Qiu Yinong nod.

Chen Ran again continued writing:

【Raise your middle finger at him.】

Qiu Yinong: "..."

'Also right, a Gao Lan who hasn't been purified by Eternal Kingdom, might not be Gao Lan.'

The next moment, Gao Lan coldly gazing at Qiu Yinong, exactly saw Chen Ran and Qiu Yinong uniformly raise their middle fingers at him.

Gao Lan: "..."

'Is this provoking me?'

Closely following, those two guys without quality (manners) walked towards him. When at a distance of roughly half a meter from him, Chen Ran suddenly stopped his footsteps.

"Achoo!"

A sneeze facing him and without the slightest omen, still slightly carrying the smell of cigarette smoke, just like this vividly directly struck that clean soul of his.

Gao Lan froze in place.

When he recovered his senses, the two people without quality, had already disappeared in his field of vision.

'Iyourfcking'