Chapter 113: 112 Put yourself on the line (600 regular subscriptions added)

Got Himself Involved

Maybe he’ll uncover a big secret.

He cautiously floated outside the wall, his body slowly rising.

Clearly, he was above the wall, but why couldn’t he see anything inside?

Something was definitely odd, truly worthy of a treasure that can grow large or small.

After hesitating, he gave up the idea of climbing over the wall.

That would be too dangerous.

He arrived at the Stone Gate.

Hehe, heaven is on my side; the door is slightly ajar.

Though the door gap was only finger-width, was that a problem for a Soul Body?

The phantom didn’t plan to go in, just peek through.

Just one glance.

No big deal, maybe he could discover some secret.

As the thought crossed his mind, his head popped through the door gap.

Blech, a lovey-dovey couple almost blinded my titanium eyes.

Hmm, what a fragrance?

An indescribable aroma lured him; after inhaling, he felt entirely refreshed.

He instinctively looked toward that direction.

There grew some peculiar plants, many bearing fruits. Although they seemed similar, one caught his eye, and he couldn’t help cautiously approaching after sniffing.

Treasures, indeed they must be treasures.

Unknowingly, he was already close, drool rolling down as he kept sniffing, couldn’t resist reaching out.

Then, there was no more.

The blood-red vine had wrapped around him at some point, yanking him up.

“Ah!”

What’s happening?

He was lifted up.

“Impossible! I’m a Soul Body, intangible, right?”

“Damn!” Small Knife was startled too, quickly looking over.

The Bloodthirsty Vine was indeed wrapped around a transparent phantom.

Dressed in modern attire, it writhed in terror.

Is this reality?

A ghost? There are actually ghosts in reality.

Looks like, ghosts and powers similar to mine actually exist in reality, just haven’t come across them?

With that in mind, Small Knife communicated mentally, telling the Bloodthirsty Vine not to devour it.

A flash of insight, before coming in, seemed like it felt being watched? Could it be him?

Possibly intelligent? Not just a wandering soul.

Walking directly over, as if everything was in control, “Explain, was it you who’s been following me?”

“Spare me, spare me! I have no malice.” The phantom was scared out of its wits.

Without needing threats, it quickly spilled everything like spilling beans from a bamboo tube.

Small Knife didn’t fully trust it, but coercing a ghost, that’s something he was truly inexperienced at.

Suddenly, he recalled there was an item he hadn’t yet used.

It’s from Wolf Fang Pass, a mission reward from a fallen Witch.

Black Bone Skill: Slave Seal, use on a target to greatly increase their affinity towards you, automatically becoming your slave.

Hint 1: Can only be used on targets without Blood Qi Power, the higher the affinity, the higher the success rate.

Hint 2: Under special simplified Witch Language effects, even if it fails, affinity will still increase.

Unlike the bulk slave seal Black Bone from the trading cave, this one is single-target, after consulting the Witch, it’s more powerful and more enforced.

Without delay, Small Knife took it out and said, “I have a slave tool here, succeed, and you live. If you resist and fail, don’t blame the Bloodthirsty Vine for devouring you.” Small Knife said with a smile.

The phantom shivered uncontrollably, its form dimming, clearly sensing the terrifying nature of the thing.

No need for an answer, Small Knife directly crushed it.

The Black Bone shattered, faint mist emerged, heading towards the phantom, entering its body, soon strands of mist emerged from it, entering Small Knife’s body.

Suddenly a sense of control over the other party surged.

Small Knife understood, it was done.

With a thought, the Bloodthirsty Vine loosened its grip.

“Have a bite! From now on, we’re on the same side.” Small Knife plucked a mutated fruit effective for ghosts and handed it over.

It was indeed one of the fruits that attracted the phantom here.

Without thinking, it grabbed it.

It actually caught it? A Soul Body can eat?

However, these thoughts only arose after consuming it, it felt its Soul Body stabilize, letting out a sigh of relief.

Indeed, this fruit’s effect is extraordinary.

“Sigh, working for anyone is the same, you’re the boss now, hoping you can lend a hand someday.” The phantom sat down helplessly, resigning to its fate.

Small Knife felt the connection seemingly deepen, asking again.

This phantom hadn’t lied earlier, nor intended to hide.

Indeed, it was sent for investigation from above.

Some capable folks had discovered the various conveniences of the game studio, also aware of the miraculous existence of Primordial Qi Pills, so many planned to establish studios, having their territory, relying on Primordial Qi Pills to meet prerequisites.

These people were heavily fined, teaching them the price of shortcuts.

That was its mission.

Unexpectedly, it hit a wall here.

Naturally, Small Knife was interested not in this, but rather curious why the game studio had such vast authority? Comparable to conglomerates, owning private territories, even possessing firearms?

That isn’t normal.

These doubts got an answer from this source.

The closed beta had long started up, this game was very mysterious, even the phantom didn’t know when it began, it was just a player in the open beta.

But later gained Divine Techniques, becoming a Spirit Communicator, inquiring found out that the upper management had firmly opposed open beta, yet the second city was attacked because of it.

“Wasn’t that a gas leak explosion?” Small Knife knew, it caused a commotion, reportedly many died, half the city was leveled.

Apparently, this happened the day before open beta.

“So, the open beta was released the next day!”

No wonder there wasn’t a hint beforehand, suddenly introducing a 100% real game, straight into open beta.”

Though the phantom didn’t know much, it helped Small Knife form a general judgment.

He also gained understanding of the so-called Divine Techniques and Spirit Communicators, offering a sympathetic glance.

Took out a bottle, “Come on in, it’ll be quick.”

“Master! Please don’t, I’ll do anything else.” The phantom pleaded miserably, truly frightened.

“Hurry up!” Small Knife impatiently, the blood-red vine too coiling in.

“I’ll go mad, might as well kill me.” The phantom despaired.

“5 minutes, no more than five, I promise.”

In the nick of time, the phantom entered the bottle as if going to the execution ground.

Holding the bottle, Small Knife quickly fetched the Game Helmet.

Put it on.

Stored the bottle in Personal Space, immediately entered the game, and took it out.

It was the dead of night here.

He then closely looked at the bottle.

Beep: Discovered Innate entity, a slave, Soul Body.

Slave: Soul Body (slightly damaged). Loyalty: ???

Hint 1: Mark in the soul, indicating he’s a player.

Hint 2: Multiple deaths caused soul damage, compensated with Divine Techniques, Spirit Communication.