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

Chapter 168 - 1*1=?, please choose the correct answer from the following options!

Buzz...

The chainsaw gears spin rapidly, the mechanical hum piercing the eardrums. Under the fast-rotating gears, Alexander raises his face.

In the dim internet café environment, the screen glows with a cold white light, casting a sharp shadow of the saw’s teeth on his face, like a row of terrifying sharp teeth, sneering at the computer in front of him.

"You... what are you doing? I’ll have you know, I’m not to be trifled with!" The computer screams in agony, spewing ghostly energy all over, black wires writhing wildly around.

Whoosh!

Alexander’s palm flips, a ghostly green light flashes from his palm, and then, four or five unidentified wires are severed in unison, eliciting screams from the computer.

"I’m easily frightened, so you’d better not move around. Let me help you wipe off the dust, or I might accidentally cut something else, and that wouldn’t be good!"

Alexander says, holding the chainsaw in one hand while the blade of his soldier-level dagger casually glides over the computer case, leaving a faint white mark.

The entire machine, including the computer, jolts violently. Behind Alexander, dozens of computers prepare to ambush him. Various forms of attack are close to reaching Alexander, including a metal keyboard linked by black wires, almost hitting his head.

After seeing the soldier-level dagger, all the computers quickly retract as if shocked by electricity.

Feeling the movement behind him, Alexander smiles coldly, not pursuing the matter, but continues his action with the spinning chainsaw, touching the keyboard’s surface as if actually wiping the dust, gently brushing over it.

With a harsh scraping sound, the protruding keys on the keyboard pop off like popcorn, the computer emitting a piercing, miserable cry.

All around, even the entire internet café’s computers, their casings tingle, trembling with fear.

This man is terrifying!

The ghost web admin at the bar counter repeatedly looks towards Alexander, full of anxiety but helpless. Instances have specific rules, and no one can change them.

Just as fierce ghost restaurants allow waiters to discipline unruly customers, Alexander’s level of discipline is naturally permitted here.

As long as Alexander doesn’t take the computer away or directly damage it, he can only watch unless he risks punishment like Anthony.

"Wait... bug, you’re going too far! Chosen one, stop! Stop right now! Big brother, daddy, please don’t!" Seeing Alexander’s chainsaw approaching the screen, the computer screams in terror.

At this moment, the computer before Alexander has its black shell peeled from the keyboard, revealing rows of keys and circuits inside. The casing has also been brutally torn open, exposing various components inside.

Looking at the figure kneeling and begging in the LCD screen, the entire machine trembles.

Alexander stops his hand, nods, and sits back satisfied, muttering, "It looks a bit cleaner now; let’s leave it like this. I’ll help you wipe it again if I notice any more dirt. You don’t know how to take care of yourself at all."

If the fierce ghost computer had eyes, they’d probably be filled with tears.

"No! That doesn’t count, I accidentally clicked on it!"Suddenly, a terrified voice rang out from not far away.

It was a Chosen One who was watching the commotion, who had inadvertently hit the keyboard, typing a few characters on the screen, and was immediately judged to have finished answering.

"Answer incorrect! The wager is randomly set to your right hand! Please place your right hand in front of the computer case!" A ghostly white face emerged on the computer, emotionlessly instructing.

With the ghost face’s words, a rotating circular metal mouth appeared in front of the computer case, filled with sharp teeth all around, spinning continuously.

If you put your hand in there, it would probably be minced in an instant.

"Damn it, it’s just an evil Spirit-level computer! If that guy can do it, so can I! I’ll smash you!" The Chosen One roared, swinging his hand, and a bloody drill appeared in his grasp.

This Chosen One, aside from Alexander, was another Fierce-level entity, clearly possessing some means.

As he channeled ghostly energy into the drill, fresh blood flowed from the tip, eventually forming a blood-dripping drill head, spinning at high speed.

The Chosen One gritted his teeth and furiously jabbed his drill at the screen in front of him, clearly intending to teach the computer a lesson, imitating Alexander.

The computer in front of him was only an evil Spirit-level entity, so he wasn’t overly concerned.

However, not everyone has top-tier weapons like Alexander, and ordinary weapons are not enough to deter other computer ghosts. The Chosen One overlooked the biggest problem.

Alexander’s audacity was due to his strength, overwhelming all computer ghosts.

This drill-wielding man could indeed ignore ordinary evil Spirit ghosts with his realm.

But the problem was, the presence of two Ferocious-level computer ghosts in each of the four directions of the internet cafe, as well as the middle position, was not without reason.

As the Chosen One prepared to take action, black threads wrapped around him, with several keyboards, mice, and even computer cases wrapped in ghostly energy crashing down on him.

Although the Chosen One’s strength was impressive, seemingly possessing some defensive talents with faint golden light flickering, blocking most of the attacks, two attacks from the nearest Ferocious-level ghosts followed, plunging into his back like sharp daggers.

With a snap and a scream, a dazzling light burst from the screen in front of the Chosen One, blinding him. Ghostly claws emerged from the screen, grabbed his hair, and yanked his head into the screen.

The surrounding computer ghosts, seemingly preparing for a feast, excitedly extended their numerous wire-like tendrils toward the Chosen One’s flesh, and a few ghostly servants playing games nearby also swarmed.

A Fierce-level Chosen One was instantly torn to pieces and devoured, leaving nothing but a puddle of fresh blood, with mouse-like mouths licking the floor.

"How about it? Do you want to try too?" Alexander turned around, looking at the envious ghost on the screen, smiling as he asked.

Although he asked, the soldier-level dagger in his hand emitted bursts of chilling light.

"No, of course not! What’s there to envy?" The ghost shook its head repeatedly, jokingly. The soldier-level ghost blade was terrifying; one slash, and the computer would be scrapped!

"Since you can’t beat me, and you don’t want me to kill you, just continue with the questions!"

"Questions? Isn’t the question on the screen... Oh, oh! I get it! I get it!"

On the screen, the ghostly figure quivered, and the original question quietly changed.

1*1=?, please choose the correct answer from the following options!

A, 1

B, 999999