Chapter 006: The Vengeful Spirit in Red (05)
The blind snooker player is impressive; I might not even be able to make a shot with my eyes open
Xie Chi casually remarked, "Then let's sleep."
Xie Chi suddenly smiled and said: "Of course, if they pay me points, I would be more than happy to serve."
Yan Jing clearly did not understand that this brother is not that brother
When Xie Chi regained control of his body, the APP notification alert happened to ring
In an instant, all the lights on the fifth floor were restored. Yan Jing groped for the sofa, gasping for breath, his pale face flushed with blood. In a fit of violent coughing, he spat out blood, and Yan Jing immediately laughed: "Finally relieved."
Zhang Lan instantly abandoned the plan to go to the seventh floor to find Zhou Wen and the others, turned off the computer, and leisurely walked towards the elevator
Xie Chi rose and said: "I have not yet completed my work, so I will go and do it."
Yan Jing: "... ..."
The area of the billiard table that was kicked suddenly rose, causing the target ball to slide down the lower end, precisely following its original trajectory and falling into the pocket designated by the ghostly infant
Yan Jing watched as he settled into a comfortable position and fell asleep on the sofa, unable to help but swallow hard.
Yan Jing stared wide-eyed, completely unable to believe that Xie Chi had actually agreed.
Yan Jing was completely stunned, and upon regaining his senses, he felt an excitement that made him want to jump
The stern gaze could not perceive the trajectory of the target ball, yet the audience outside the horror film held their breath, fixated on the ball as it gradually approached the designated pocket, ultimately rolling in with perfect precision.
Zhang Lan was momentarily stunned, overwhelmed with joy, as he had unknowingly finished work while engrossed in his tasks.
A few seconds later, Xie Xinglan chuckled softly and said, "Come, I will play with him."
My feelings are complicated; I have a premonition that this newcomer will rise very high, investing in them will not be a loss
Zhang Lan raised his head and was surprised to find that the wall clock indicated it was already past 5:00 AM.
Thus, this brother belongs solely to him
Yan Jingjing sat up in shock: "Are you really not going to take care of them?!"
The ghost was born eighteen years ago
It's fine, losing is just losing. Isn't it a best of three? We lost this round, but we still have one more chance.
Xie Chi certainly did not intend to explain, suppressing a laugh, he said half-truthfully and half-jokingly: "My brother is a cold-hearted, aloof, and domineering king of the night, the youngest assassin in the dark web, a man with extraordinary talent who has unlocked the third tier of potential."
It is naive to expect trustworthiness from a ghost
In the second round, the ghost infant learned from the previous lesson, choosing an extremely remote location to place the ball, and repeatedly confirming that the position of the pocket was very concealed, requiring an exceptionally tricky angle to shoot into, before feeling at ease
The ghostly infant began to laugh joyfully, its voice sending chills down one's spine
Xie Chi gradually revealed a playful smile, offering Yan Jing a reassuring glance
Yan Jing: "... ..."
After a touch on the edge, the target ball rolls more slowly, as if it could stop halfway at any moment, resulting in a failure to achieve the goal
I am blinded by my own actions
Is this, is this a victory?
He didn't even have time to think about why his mobile app hadn't reminded him that it was time to get off work
This cannot be true.
Rules of the Blind Snooker Game: Three attempts are allowed. The ghost child places the billiard ball on the table at any position. The player, Xie Chi, is temporarily blind and must calculate the angle, force, and spin to pot the billiard ball into the pocket specified by the ghost child. Potting two balls constitutes a victory. Note that a maximum of two cushions may be struck.
Indeed, the ghostly infant chuckled and said, "Brother, we are playing blindfolded snooker, you should also experience the taste of my billiards game."
The sound came from all directions, sharp and chilling
"Brother," Xie Chixin said.
Xie Chi's eyes held a hint of indifference: "They all came here for their own dreams; I have no obligation to take care of them or to pay for their dreams"
He pretended not to understand, picked up the egg and handed it over, smiling: "It's fine, it's ripe, just wipe it and you can eat it, my brother's eggs are super delicious"
Xie Chi has always been highly guarded, and Xie Xinglan is the most important person in his life. Unless absolutely necessary, he is unwilling to reveal his existence to anyone
With a "thud," the target ball was struck as intended, followed by the sound of the target ball rolling across the table, slow yet heart-pounding
Yan Jingwan never expected that Xie Chi would ask such a mundane question
Xie Xinglan shrugged his shoulders, just like in the previous round, it was a shot without any suspense
The increase in the branch line indicates that his conjecture is highly likely to be correct, as the infant curse was initially refined on the physical body of the ghost infant
The little ghost stiffened for a moment, not extending its hand
Yan Jing did not want to dwell too much on this topic, nudged his arm, and teased, "Not bad, keeping it under wraps, that skill in billiards."
One could even boldly speculate that the death of the ghostly infant was caused by the gu worm—the female boss raised an exceptionally unique head gu on the living male infant. The male infant died a tragic death from the venomous bites of the gu worm, simultaneously losing his head and transforming into a headless ghost
Xie Chi is somewhat skeptical about the age of this little rascal
He stood on the chair, seemingly somewhat overconfident, not believing that anyone could actually pocket a billiard ball solely by perception while being blindfolded. Therefore, he placed the first ball in the very center of the table, choosing the easiest pocket to aim for.
Therefore, he needs to investigate what exactly happened in this company building eighteen years ago
Yan Jing thought this made sense as well
Yan Jing was momentarily taken aback, feeling as if he could not catch his breath. The ghostly infant before him, not even as tall as his knee, surprisingly possessed the psychological age of an adult. No wonder it innocently engaged in lewd banter with them and played tricks in the game. This was a deliberate act of feigning innocence; had it not been for Xie Chi, he would have truly been deceived.
Ghost infant: "It has been eighteen years since I died, at the age of eighteen"
With the furious shout of Yan Jing, the ghostly infant's pale little hands instantly sprouted long and slender nails, as if it would immediately pounce on them to kill them the moment they chose to abandon the game
The atmosphere instantly became tense and confrontational
Upon finishing this sentence, the ghostly infant vanished, and the crisis was completely averted
Do not be too happy too soon said the ghostly infant
What the hell! He got in!
Xie Chi shrugged: "You guess."
He didn't violate any rules, right? The regulations only state that the ball cannot touch the edge three times, but they do not prohibit kicking the table
On the white wall behind, the hands of the clock spun rapidly in a counterclockwise direction, finally stopping at 3:50 AM
His inquiry about the age of the ghostly infant was not without purpose
Yan Jing glanced at the wall clock; it was now 2:00 AM, and there were three hours left until the end of the work shift
Hmm. Yan Jing took a moment to wipe his mouth, "I have gotten used to it."
Hurry up, hurry up, we will soon be able to go downstairs to meet Zhou Wen and the others
"What the hell, I'm blind!" Yan Jing exclaimed upon hearing the rules of the game, "What a load of crap! This is even worse than just running away!"
It seems that this ghostly infant harbors deep resentment, having no intention of letting them go, merely toying with them.
The ball rolled in the direction away from the pocket, and the ghostly infant began to giggle.
It is possible to predict and judge the position of the ball and the frame through tactile perception.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the resentment of the ghostly infant escalated to a new level, as if Xie Xinglan's success had completely enraged him
Yan Jing secretly exclaimed "awesome" while stifling a laugh behind him
The age calculation of ghosts differs from that of humans; their bodies remain fixed at the year of death, yet their wisdom continues to grow with the passage of time. He almost forgot this point
Yan Jing's heart rose to her throat
Have you made up your mind? The voice of the ghostly infant has turned completely chilling.
The voice of the ghostly infant was filled with unwillingness, yet the chilling fragments of its small nails gradually retracted, clearly indicating that it could not act against the two individuals before it tonight, and it still had to abide by the rules to answer Xie Chi's questions.
Zhang Lan thought to himself, and finally, after clicking save, he let out a long sigh of relief, collapsing into his chair, feeling completely drained.
Xie Chi's eyes had originally adapted to the darkness, allowing him to see a little. Just after the ghostly infant finished this sentence, he became completely blind
Xie Chi was taken aback. The main storyline involves the vengeful spirit in red, and the exploration level of the main storyline has increased, indicating that the ghostly infant is related to the main plot
Don't even mention getting it in; I'm struggling just to hit the cue ball with the cue stick.
Oh, is he your biological brother or a cousin? What does he do? Is he an athlete?
Yan Jing: "... ..."
Just as the ball was about to roll into the pocket without any suspense, the ghostly infant standing opposite the billiard table suddenly extended its long nails and gently tapped the ball
Xie Xinglan, possessing extraordinary hearing, detected the faint sound of the ghost baby's fingernail scraping against the surface of the ball. A slight smile played at the corners of her lips. Just as the ball was about to touch the edge for the third time and be ruled a failure, she suddenly lifted her foot and with a loud "bang," kicked the billiard table.
Xie Chi remained silent, feeling that the matter was not so simple.
Two victories, the game concludes perfectly
Congratulations, you have gained +10 main storyline exploration and +15 side quest exploration in the recent game with the ghost baby
Thank you, Brother Xie... Yan Jing was drenched in cold sweat, always ready to flee at any moment
Xie Chi seems to be deep in thought
The sudden loss of sight did not cause any psychological pressure for Xie Xinglan. He casually picked up one end of the cue stick, began to feel the positions of the balls and the pocket, and after confirming, he lowered his body and, with a skillful and nimble motion, struck the ball without the slightest hesitation
... ...
"It is not my achievement." A faint smile appeared on Xie Chi's lips, "It was taught by my brother."
What a scoundrel he is!
Xie Chi finally managed to suppress the smile at the corners of his lips with some difficulty and asked, "How old are you?"
The main storyline and the subplots should be intertwined, inseparable from one another
A young male newcomer with a face full of acne is working with a terrified expression on his face
The little boy no longer engaged in conversation and led the two of them to push open the door to the billiard room
... ...
A message notification was sent to Xie Chi's mobile app
The personal storyline has been updated. Congratulations on your victory in the game with the ghost baby, securing peace for yourself and the actor Yan Jing tonight. Due to your outstanding performance, you have earned the opportunity to ask the ghost baby one question. Please note that if you ask a question the ghost baby does not know, you will lose this opportunity.
Xie Chi completed the work in just over 1 hour
Zhang Lan stepped into the elevator
He was originally proficient in Excel, but due to excessive nervousness, he kept making mistakes, and as a result, he has not managed to get it right until now
The app has been refreshed, and this time it features considerate artificial voice.
Xie Xinglan raised an eyebrow, her eyes revealing a hint of laziness, as if she did not take it to heart
They are doomed this time; both of them are newcomers, without any protective props and no points to purchase charms in the APP store
What if I lose interest?" Yan Jing was somewhat curious about Xie Chi's attitude towards newcomers
He has completed the work
Strong, ah ah ah ah, this is the first time I have seen someone play with ghosts
Eleventh floor
Xie Chi took a piece of paper and sat down to the side: "The side effects of the Yin-Yang Eye?"
Yan Jing whispered beside Xie Chi: "He has no head, cannot see the ball, how can he play with you? Aren't you guaranteed to win?"
This topic is something Yan Jing does not wish to continue: "Brother Xie, what shall we do next?"
If a newcomer has a glass heart, then Brother Xie probably has a diamond heart
He has finished work
Xie Chi paused and said: "If you are feeling particularly kind-hearted, go and spread the word, and remind the newcomers to be cautious of the elevator"
Are you serious? Such a setting is only found in male-oriented urban fantasy novels, and Yan Jing expressed that he does not believe a word of it
I am in awe of how my mother can play me like this, what a level of precision
The ghostly infant claims to be eighteen years old, which means he has been dead for eighteen years
After completing the work, he had to stay alone on the eleventh floor. He wanted to find someone to keep him company, but those people were all exceptionally indifferent, and after finishing their tasks, they all flattered and gathered on the seventh floor where Zhou Wen was.
Yan Jing ultimately could not bear it, running through each floor to remind the newcomers as per Xie Chi's instructions
Although the blind man had advised him not to approach the elevator during working hours, it was now after work hours, and there would be no ghosts.
It is only natural to harbor resentment when one dies in such a tragic manner