novelraw Chapter 150: Silver bell
Chapter 150: Silver bell
What on earth is happening?
Not to mention Richard, even Alexander himself felt extremely baffled at this moment.
These Hell’s Warriors’ actions were strange indeed, but they were clearly paying respects.
The eyes of the Hell’s Warriors before him were hollow, but they were evidently showing respect, appearing very reverential.
"You guys..." Alexander chose his words carefully, trying his best not to give himself away, and began asking:
"How’s the mission going?"
"Guardian sir, the mission has been mostly completed. We are preparing to return to the mist zone. The patrol envoy under the Lord in White sends his greetings to you on behalf of his master," the Hell’s Warriors answered, still devoid of any facial expression or emotional fluctuation in his tone.
Lord in White, could it be the Avatar of Divine Punishment, the white-dressed woman who killed the vicious ghost apartment owner on the rooftop?
A chill ran down Alexander’s spine. Pretending to be unconcerned, he casually asked, "How is the Lord in White now?"
"Lord in White is still not fully awake, still in deep slumber," the Hell’s Warriors replied. Alexander hurriedly followed up, "What about the other Guardians?"
"Sir, we, due to our status, are not privy to the circumstances of the other lords," the Hell’s Warriors replied without any emotion.
In reality, if it was a normal person or ghost, Alexander’s questions would have raised suspicions.
Fortunately, this Hell’s Warriors had no feelings at all, only knew to answer questions. Even if Alexander’s conversation was full of flaws, it still responded to his inquiries with an emotionless face.
Alexander nodded. Seeing these Hell’s Warriors seemed utterly oblivious to suspicion, he hurriedly proceeded to ask a few more questions.
Regrettably, these Hell’s Warriors seemed to know very little, making it hard to extract any significant information.
"You may proceed with your tasks!"
After a string of questions, Alexander had no choice but to say this.
"Yes, sir! Once again, on behalf of our master, greetings to you, esteemed Guardian!"
The crowd of Hell’s Warriors again performed a salute before turning around to leave.
"Boss... it seems like they think you’re some kind of Guardian!"
Not until the Hell’s Warriors had gone far did Richard muster the courage to approach.
"Why do you say that? What if I really am that Guardian?" Alexander asked with a laugh.
"Boss, do you really take me for Full Moon, that amnesiac, easily deceived little girl? I’m not as gullible as Full Moon!" Richard looked disdainful.
"I don’t know how you did it, but you’re from the City Lord’s Mansion, how could you be a Guardian? Besides, you yourself looked surprised just now. If you really are one, you must be one of those unawakened Guardians."
Alexander was speechless in his mind. He knew his own identity; he was just a transmigrator from Earth. If he were a Guardian, it would be the original soul he had swallowed.
However, if he were really some Guardian, how could a simple cold have almost claimed his life, allowing him to take advantage?
While thinking so, Alexander displayed an extremely appreciative look, gave Richard a thumbs up, and said:
"Not bad, your intelligence is so high, I definitely can’t fool you. Impressive, very impressive!"
"It’s not as impressive as you said, boss. I’m just a little more confident about my intelligence,"
Richard’s head was almost thrown back, he replied "humbly".
"Yes, yes, yes! You’re so powerful, guard for me. I’ll absorb some Specter-Eaters to increase my power. We’ll go on another instance tomorrow morning and try to bring Full Moon out," Alexander said in agreement.
"What else do you need to increase? Boss, you’re not even afraid of so many Hell’s Warriors, plus my intelligence, it’s an invincible combination! We just go straight back and rescue Full Moon, won’t that do?"
Richard blurted out without thinking.
Alexander gave him a scornful look. How could this guy have the nerve to say he’s intelligent?
Obviously, surviving the white fog and being praised by Alexander had filled Richard with "confidence".
Alexander ignored him, believing that even this fool wouldn’t dare to court death on his own.
The biggest gain from this instance, apart from increasing Full Moon’s favorability, was the vast amount of ghost food that Alexander had obtained.
Even though he had consumed many during the competition, the amount of ghost food Alexander still had was astonishing.
Evil Spirit level, remaining 150 portions.
Ferocious level, remaining 105 portions.
Soldier level, remaining 3 portions.
These ghost foods, except for one portion of the Ferocious level that Alexander transformed into canned surströmming to satisfy this fool Richard’s request, all the others for the sake of convenience in using and luring Full Moon, were transformed into delicious salmon, ragu beef, and dumplings.
"Here’s your canned surströmming! Use it from afar!"
Throwing a can of Fierce level canned surströmming to Richard, Alexander picked up a piece of chocolate and prepared to stuff it in his mouth.
"Thank you, boss!"
Richard jumped up in excitement, opened his big metal mouth and swallowed the whole canned surströmming, including the box. He stopped about ten meters away from Alexander, a phantom appeared on his face, full of enjoyment.
The next second, his body was filled with an explosive increase of ghost energy, shimmering with golden streamers, and all the gears and chains on his body started turning simultaneously.
Incredibly, he had advanced to Soldier level!
"Haha, I’ve advanced! It feels great!"
Richard let out an excited roar.
Meanwhile, Alexander, who was about to take a Specter-Eater, paused slightly, his ear unexpectedly heard the prompt that Richard’s favorability had reached the maximum!
"Congratulations on reaching a favorability of 100 points, triggering the special effect of Social Communication Charm Syndrome! You received the ultimate reward of Golden Motorcycle friendliness, the Ghost Slave Contract!"
A black contract appeared on his forehead, and Alexander froze, looking at Richard with a strange expression.
"Boss, why are you looking at me like that?" Richard, stared at by Alexander until he felt uncomfortable, hurriedly asked.
"Were you really a man before you died?" Alexander still looked strange.
Wasn’t Alexander’s talent supposed to award a slave contract only to women? Why was Richard also awarded a contract when his favorability reached its maximum?
"Boss, you can doubt my abilities, but you can’t doubt my gender! Although I’m now merged with a motorcycle, I’m still a male motorcycle! If you don’t believe... I’ll prove it to you!"
Richard suddenly became anxious, his phantom shook, and he even started to take off his pants.
"I believe! I believe you’re a male motorcycle! Go play over there!"
Alexander quickly waved him off. It was indeed something this fool would do, undressing in the middle of nowhere in front of him.
By the way, if Alexander didn’t see it wrong just now, Richard seemed to have reached maximum favorability first, and then advanced to Soldier level.
In other words, what triggered his maximum favorability was not the increase in power, but that canned surströmming!
What a unique character!
Alexander didn’t dwell on the contract anymore, perhaps it was because the other party was a motorcycle!
He promptly sent Richard away, and only when the smell of the can had dissipated did Alexander take out the Specter-Eater again, stuffing pieces of delicious chocolate into his mouth.
Soon, the delicious ghost food was absorbed completely, and Alexander immediately put a Ferocious level ghost food in his mouth.
Suddenly, a more turbulent cold sensation surged from within his body, and his thoughts seemed to freeze, slowing down.
After what felt like forever, Alexander’s consciousness finally returned to normal.
"It seems that I’ve reached my limit. I should rest for a couple of days before absorbing again," Alexander muttered to himself, feeling the surging energy within him, and looked at his attributes.
Chosen: Alexander
Number: xjbxd44011
Strength: 157
Speed: 160
Stamina: 158
Ghost Energy: 5160
All three attributes had exceeded 150 points. For some unknown reason, his speed attribute, which always stood out, had reached 160 points.
Alexander didn’t know what the standard for these attributes was, at least he had never seen anyone on the horror forum with attributes over 120 points.
It’s estimated that the attributes of Soldier-level ghosts would be at this level.
With his current attributes, Alexander should be able to handle a Soldier-level opponent without special talents without any pressure.
As he took his gaze away from the attribute bar, the sky was slightly bright. Alexander looked around and saw the golden motorcycle parked not far away, with Richard’s phantom staring solemnly at the ground.
Alexander followed his gaze and his pupils contracted sharply.
On the ground, a silver bell was quietly lying in the black grass.
Wasn’t that the bell that had been hanging around the neck of the white horse just now?