After an Infinite Flow Player Retires

What did you say?

Ye Jia repeated in disbelief.

The small black hand trembled in between his fingers, "I-I only heard about it….That's all! The other fierce ghosts were saying it. I don't know if it's true or not….."

Ye Jia: "………"

So are you fierce ghosts always so gossipy?

He pondered for a few seconds and then spoke up, "Tell me about your King."

"King is King." The small black hand twisted around.

One should know that the ghosts in the game and the ghosts in real life are different.

In real life, fierce ghosts are often the souls of people who had died with grievances and are wandering between the world of the living and the world of the dead. In the game, this kind of ghost only occupied a small part of the population. More were like the hungry ghost just now, a monster forming as a result of resentment and ghost energy. They are nourished by the large amounts of yin energy in the game and grow stronger by killing players and consuming each other.

And the small black hand was clearly born very recently —– It still hadn't formed a complete body.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this, to the small black hand, the King who had existed since it had gained consciousness was its world.

And so, Ye Jia changed his question: "What level is this King you refer to?"

"That…..I also don't know." The small black hand carefully took in Ye Jia's expression and added weakly, "B-but, I think he should be S-Level or higher!"

For a fierce ghost of B-Level or higher, the gap between each level was like a bottomless moat.

And S-Level fierce ghosts are extremely rare even in the game.

Ye Jia frowned and began to recall all the S-Level ghosts he had offended but after thinking about it, he felt that none of them were right.

After all, it was understandable if they wanted his life.

But a reward for information? It was too strange.

While he was thinking, there was the sound of a car engine approaching.

——-Someone was coming.

Ye Jia was called back from his thoughts.

He looked down at the small black hand in his hand and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, if your condition recovers, you should be an almost C-Level ghost, right?"

The small black hand was suddenly very wary: "…..What do you want to do?"

Ye Jia smiled. His expression was innocent, "It's nothing, just want to ask you to help me out a little."

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Zhao Guangcheng was a F member of the Combat Division.

He was the one who was closest to the place where Cheng Cezhi's last signal was transmitted so he was immediately assigned a rescue mission.

However, shortly after he received the task, the signal from that Logistics Department staff was suddenly gone. Ten minutes later, the signal appeared in the outskirts of the city several kilometres away.

Zhao Guangcheng drove over immediately.

In the middle of the wilderness, an old bus was half sunk into a ditch. The advertisements printed on the body were mottled and the female star's faded face still maintained a stiff smile.

Although the members of the Combat Division have their own unique abilities, they are also very sensitive to ghost energy.

The yin energy in the air had dissipated a little, but the amount left was still shockingly high.

The instrument installed in the car began to beep even from a long distance away. There was even dark energy outside that could be seen with the naked eye.

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Zhao Guangcheng couldn't help but feel scared.

A ghost of this level…….. He may not be powerful enough to handle it.

After quickly making a report and preparing himself, Zhao Guangcheng cautiously approached the bus and then carefully entered it.

After seeing the scene inside, Zhao Guangcheng couldn't help but be shocked.

There were two unconscious young men in the bus. One was collapsed in the aisle, while the other was slumped in the seat. With their faces pale and breathing weak, they were clearly affected by the yin energy.

Several large black ghost hands stretched out from the ground. It grabbed their exposed ankles, as if sucking out the life energy from their bodies.

Zhao Guangcheng quickly activated the combat gear he carried with him.

After a few exchanges, the ghost hand was hit.

It let out a terrifying roar, swayed exaggeratingly a few times, and then threw away the two pale-faced victims before jumping out the window and running away.

Zhao Guangcheng who had managed to survive was left soaking in cold sweat.

Fifteen minutes later, an ambulance arrived.

Forty-five minutes later, the two unconscious logistics staff were sent to the hospital for a physical examination.

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Two hours later.

Ye Jia sat on the bed eating jelly while wearing a patient gown.

Cheng Cezhi slowly woke up on the hospital bed next to him and let out a hoarse groan, "Ugh…….."

"Awake?" Ye Jia stopped his act of digging into his jelly and asked with concern as he looked over, "How do you feel?"

"Neck hurts……" Cheng Cezhi replied.

The culprit's expression didn't change, "It's okay. Having body aches is a normal reaction after encountering a ghost."

Cheng Cezhi got up with difficulty. As he rubbed his neck, he asked weakly, "So……What happened?"

Before Ye Jia could answer, there was a clatter and the door to the ward was pushed open with great force.

The Logistics Department Head Chief Liu Zhaocheng strode in. The parting sea on the top of his head looked a little brighter than it was a few days ago. He spoke out in anger, "Got entangled! What else could it be?!"

Cheng Cezhi was stunned, "What?"

Liu Zhaocheng explained briefly, "Although the specific inspection results are not out yet, the yin attributes extracted from the site by the logistics department was consistent with the ones from that high-rise building from before. The fierce ghost that attacked you earlier probably remembered your scent and came after you again!"

"I see………." Cheng Cezhi lowered his head guiltily, "And even Brother Ye got involved because of me……."

At this moment, the protagonist he was referring to was pointing at the jelly on his table, "Are you eating that?"

Cheng Cezhi: "…….."

He suddenly felt that his apology was worthless.

He aggrievedly passed the jelly over, "……Not eating."

Liu Zhaocheng's expression was stern, "Fearing that the fierce ghost will come after you again, the superiors have ordered for you to be transferred to a ward on the top floor and a combat personnel will protect you."

He turned his gaze and his line of sight settled on Ye Jia, "As for you……."

Ye Jia's act of peeling open his second jelly stiffened slightly. He suddenly had a bad feeling inside.

Sure enough—–

"The funds of the bureau are limited. You will move to the general ward for observation for two days and then return to work if nothing is wrong."

Ye Jia, "…..Sir, this is differential treatment."

He originally thought he would be able to earn a few more days of vacation! In the end it was only two days!

……What a pity!

"Differential treatment?" Liu Zhaocheng sneered, "There is a large backlog of documents in the bureau these past few days. Do you want to start processing them now instead?"

Ye Jia: "…….."

He placed down his jelly and sat up straight.

"Head Chief Liu is kind and compassionate. This one is so grateful; words cannot express my feelings."

Lu Zhaocheng, "……Go eat your jelly."

Twenty minutes later, the head chief and a combat personnel escorted the high-risk individual Cheng Cezhi out of the ward.

Ye Jia was also brought down to the general ward under the nurse's guidance.

There were four beds in the ward. Fortunately, the other three were currently empty.

Ye Jia chose a bed near the window.

As soon as he sat down, there was knocking from the window.

Ye Jia turned and looked in the direction of the sound and saw the small black hand outside beckoning at him frantically, "……."

The small black hand slowly squeezed in through the side of the window and then proceeded to shake triumphantly.

"See, I was right! The last place in the girl's memory was the bus. Now that you have found the real culprit, why don't you…."

But unexpectedly, Ye Jia shook his head.

"The real culprit isn't him."

The small black hand stiffened, "Huh?"

Ye Jia yawned and leaned back lazily, "That is just a hungry ghost. His desire to kill is dependent on his appetite. He would indeed torture his prey, but he wouldn't peel off the skin and leave the body uneaten."

The small black hand wilted, "…..I see."

Ye Jia closed his eyes.

In fact, he had realised this the moment he saw that ghost.

But he didn't think that the small black hand was lying to him.

He had control over its life and there was no reason for it to cover for a ghost it had never met before.

He had found the right place, but just didn't find the right culprit.

Furthermore, there was something about that place that drew his attention —- That hungry ghost had only got onto the bus after entering the foggy zone.

He was just a passenger.

So, it was possible that the fierce ghost who enjoys skinning humans was also one of the passengers.

Ye Jia's focus changed at this moment—–

But why did that bus carrying fierce ghosts appear in the city centre?

More importantly, where was its intended destination?

While Ye Jia had his eyes closed in thought, he suddenly felt an unusual movement near his legs.

He opened his eyes.

He saw that the small black hand had climbed onto the bed with difficulty. As if it had suddenly remembered something, it began to complain with bloody tears, "You are so cruel!"

It turned around to show Ye Jia the little finger that was thinner and lighter in colour compared to the other fingers, "Wuwuwuwu Look at it! My colour is no longer even! My injury from when I was beaten by you last time hadn't healed yet and now I have lost at least 5% of my body surface area……And you didn't let me fight back! There are no ghosts more miserable than me! It's so humiliating wuwuwu……"

It continued to wail.

Ye Jia felt a headache forming from all the noise.

He raised his hand and grabbed the small black hand on his blanket.

It let out a squeak and then fell silent in an instant.

Who says that ghosts are ruthless and cunning?! Humans are clearly much worse and scarier than them!

The small black hand wanted to cry without tears.

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But the next second, it felt a very fragrant yin energy pour into its body. It was completely different from the blade-like aggressive ghost energy it had tasted in this human body last time. It seemed to have been deliberately adjusted to a concentration that its body could absorb and it only took a few seconds for the little finger to be restored to its original state.

Ye Jie released his grip.

The small black hand looked at the human in front of it in shock. It felt that even its soul suffered a great shock.

Could it be…….that it had misunderstood the other party?

He was actually a good person!

The small black hand's eyes welled up. Its voice trembled a little, "You…."

Ye Jia remained expressionless, "You're dead if you continue being noisy."

Small black hand: "……"

He closed his eyes, laid back down and lazily ordered, "There is a milk tea shop two blocks away. I want banana mint green tea, half sugar, hot. Get it quickly."

Small black hand: "………"

Moved my ass!

This sinister human clearly wants to work it to death!

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Ye Jia was too sleepy.

He firstly had to stay up all night dealing with the documents and then he had to deal with that bus incident.

After a routine check-up, he fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as his head touched the pillow.

A long-forgotten scene drilled out from the depths of his memory, taking the opportunity to invade his dreams.

The scene was chaotic and messy.

Horrific and grotesque creatures wandered about the seemingly eternal night scene. Their mouths spit open, revealing a greedy smirk.

A sharp scream reached his ear. A pale and bloody face reached out towards him desperately: Help me! Help me!

…….

Ye Jia opened his eyes in the darkness.

He stared calmly at the slightly blurry ceiling above him. His breathing was a little fast.

It had been a long time since he had dreamt of those memories.

The scene he thought would become fainter with time once again appeared vividly in his mind as if it had never left.

At this moment, a small crying sound reached his ear, "Help me….Help me……"

Ye Jia was startled. He quickly turned to look at the source of the sound.

A little girl was curled up, shuddering in the corner of the room. She only wore a patient gown, and her feet were bare. With hollow eyes and a face covered in tears, she murmured, "Mummy, daddy, where are you? Mummy, mummy, help me….."

The light from the corridor in the distance penetrated straight through her body, falling onto the ground.

There was no shadow under her feet.

A newly dead spirit? This kind of thing was very common in hospitals.

But…….the smell didn't seem quite right.

Ye Jia narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was a living soul.

And it was a living soul which carried the smell of a fierce ghost.

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The small black hand—-

Not only was it used as free labour, but it was also at the bottom of the food chain and repeatedly exploited.

"I'm so stupid, really." It wiped its tears, "I only knew that ghosts are insidious and sinister, but I didn't think that humans are even more terrible. I don't want to be in the real world anymore. I want to go back to the game wuwuwu!"

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