As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave.

Chapter 147: My neighbors are all multi-millionaires?

"Running into Hell’s Warriors?? What is that?"

Alexander asked in confusion.

"Do you know what the lowest ranked evil ghosts in the Thriller World are?" Instead of directly answering Alexander’s question, Richard asked.

"Isn’t it those low-level citizens? They seem to be very weak for the most part!" Alexander guessed.

"Of course not!" Richard shook his head and said,

"Strength is indeed an important part of the hierarchy in the Thriller World, but there’s something even more important! This is especially true for low-level ghosts."

"What is it?" Now Alexander was really curious.

If there was such a thing, it must be incredibly valuable, especially to Alexander.

After all, unlike others, he has a talent for extraordinary social skills.

The biggest function of this talent isn’t to give Alexander powerful social skills. Its greatest function is to solidify affection.

To digitize the affection rate, as long as you don’t actively provoke the other party, the affection rate will never fade over time, but will only rise and not decrease autonomously.

This is the most powerful part of this talent, apart from the rewards of affection rate.

Besides, there are many other bug-like features.

Firstly, as long as the affection rate doesn’t drop to a certain level, you never have to worry about others taking action against Alexander.

There are many similar features. This is where this talent truly shines and forms the basis of Alexander’s survival in the Thriller World.

If it weren’t for this skill, Alexander might have been killed by Su Rong from the very beginning!

Because he knew the strength of this skill, Alexander paid extra attention to these unknown messages.

Seeing Alexander’s curiosity, Richard didn’t dare to keep him in suspense any longer and said:

"The thing that distinguishes their status is actually very simple, it’s real estate!"

"Real estate?" Alexander was clearly taken aback by this answer.

"That’s right!" Richard nodded and continued, "In the Thriller World, ghosts are divided into two types, one is ghosts with homes, the other is homeless wandering ghosts."

"Unlike other things, real estate is transferred directly when you enter the Thriller World after death. Even a city lord like a ghost god can’t forcefully seize a property owned by the lowest-ranking resentful spirit unless it’s bought voluntarily."

"And ghosts without real estate can only live off of others, and some can’t even afford the rent, becoming wandering ghosts on the streets. They are the true lowest class in the entire Thriller World."

"No evil ghost would care about them. Even if you killed a wandering ghost on the street, the city lord’s mansion would only reprimand you at most. Therefore, they are the true lowest class of the Thriller World, not protected by any rules, living in uncertainty, and even worse off than the chosen ones."

Alexander had never dreamed that the thing Richard was talking about would turn out to be real estate.

Alexander asked, "Is real estate really that valuable? It doesn’t seem too bad to me! A property on the first floor of the Ghost Apartment only costs a few hundred thousand ghost coins!"

That’s what Alexander thought, but as soon as he said it, he saw a look of disdain from Richard, as if looking at a country bumpkin:

"Ghost Apartment huh! A few hundred thousand, what are you thinking? If you can afford one, I’ll be your ghost slave for a lifetime!"

"Uh... let’s forget about the ghost slave part. But tell me, how much is a house in the Ghost Apartment worth now?"

Alexander touched his nose and asked.

He was indeed very curious, especially since it concerned his own wealth.

As for Richard’s words, Alexander didn’t take them seriously at all.

"What’s the use of knowing, it’s something we can’t afford in our lifetime. It’s getting late, if we don’t find a place to stay soon, it’s going to be dark."

Richard seemed to have been hit, and spoke with some low spirits.

"No way!" Alexander had finally aroused some interest and couldn’t give up so easily. He quickly said:

"Don’t forget, not only am I the chosen one, but I also have another identity as a ghost master. If we really encounter any danger, I can shove you into my instance at any time and return directly to reality."

"That’s true, I almost forgot!" Richard scratched his head, the anxiety in his eyes disappeared, and he said:

"I’ve heard many participants discuss this. Every block has a landmark apartment, usually built or owned by the strongest in the block."

"Such places are beyond price, they’re priceless! Because living in the apartment means receiving the protection of the apartment’s owner, and the residents of the upper floors generally protect those below voluntarily. This value cannot be estimated with ghost coins!"

"Half a year ago, an apartment in the Undead Apartment was sold on the first floor. I heard that two ghost kings almost killed the weaker one in order to vie for the right to buy it for their offspring.

Eventually, the Iron Ghost King bought the room with a whopping five million ghost coins. That’s a massive number. If it’s a ghost with good aptitude, they can create a general-level ghost in just a few years!"

Five million!

Richard’s words made Alexander swallow hard and ask with a hoarse voice:

"So what about the Ghost Apartment? How much is a house in the Ghost Apartment worth?"

"Why are you so fixated on the Ghost Apartment? That’s not something we little people can aspire to. Even the smallest house in the Undead Apartment costs five million ghost coins. The owner of the Ghost Apartment is likely to be Louis, and there’s also the mysterious Queen in the Red Robe who is one of the highest-ranking figures in the entire Hell. The price must be at least double!"

Double! That’s ten million ghost coins!

He owns two, that’s twenty million?

So, he’s actually a millionaire!

Could it be that the neighbors in the Ghost Apartment seem poor on the surface, but they are all millionaires in reality!

"Am I, Alexander, surrounded by multi-millionaire neighbors?"

In an instant, Alexander felt it was somewhat surreal, asking in disbelief:

"I heard that the price for buying a flat on the first floor of the Ghost Apartment was only a few hundred thousand, right? Most of them haven’t even finished paying their mortgages yet!"

"That was many years ago. Back then, not just the Ghost Apartment, even the properties in the Undead Apartment were only worth tens of thousands of ghost coins!"

Richard shook his head and sighed:"Unfortunately, everything changed after that thing appeared."

"What thing? Is it the so-called ’running into Hell’s Warriors?’? You’re already ghosts, what are you afraid of?" Alexander asked, puzzled.

"The running into Hell’s Warriors is not as simple as you think. I’ve only heard about it, apparently..."

Richard’s voice trailed off, his gaze fixed on the space in front of him, his spectral form quivering with intense fear, he stammered:

"I’m afraid there’s no need for me to say any more... the running into Hell’s Warriors... it’s here!"