Chapter Thirteen: The One Who Arrives May Not Be Human

  "You don't mind where this is?" He shook his head, and Jiǔ Mìng took out a resume about some store. The personality of the beautiful young man in front of him, for now, seemed gentle and steady, with a slight hint of being a bit airheaded?

  In short, the final conclusion is that compared to the previous girl who was very self-centered, she is much easier to deal with!

  Not to mention his attire, and pets that evoke a sense of nostalgia, which should be said is involuntarily evoked by the people who see him.

  "Hmm, is this really a store?" Looking at the resume provided, Wang Yao muttered to himself, "But I don't see what they can sell here."

  "Well, for the time being, this place is just starting out, so although it's said that anything can be traded here, in reality, I don't actually have anything to trade." He shrugged his shoulders, and Jiǔ Mìng was very straightforward. Shouldn't he be taking things one step at a time?

  How did he end up encountering two customers who were both difficult for him to deal with from the very beginning?

  He now has nothing much to trade except for his fighting skills... Ah, that Life Card is available, but does this person need it?

  From his clear eyes, Jiǔ Mìng clearly saw a kind of personal experience of witnessing the changes of the times.

  "Oh my, young people these days, time can accumulate a lot of things, no need to rush." With a very kind smile, Wang Yao slightly moved his body, and the sofa made a faint creaking sound. "Isn't there any tea here?"

  "I'm going to buy some tea leaves."

  Got up and left here for the time being with nine lives.

  "Ah, what a strange place, Aru~." He stroked the little bear beside him, and Wang Yao lazily moved his body, causing the sofa to creak again. "Not bad for a junior, if only my siblings were this well-behaved."

  "He just left without saying a word."

  The nine lives that came and went looked at the sofa that had returned to its original state, now empty and hollow. He tossed the tea leaves on one side of the table and sat down directly, eh, so hard!

  He felt out what was being pressed down by him, Jiǔ Mìng narrowed his eyes, was this left behind by Wang Yao?

  Although it feels like good intentions, why is this kind of thing...

  Fifty Years Old Preserved Egg

  [Type: Consumable]

  Attributes: Recovery, Poison

  [Quality: Excellent]

  Usage count: 1

  Note: Genuine 50-year-old pidan egg! Eating it has a very strong recovery effect, but eating it will definitely cause food poisoning!

  Convertible Source Power: 100

  "No need to force a collection, it seems he gave it to himself, but can you eat it?" The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Jiǔ Mìng put this thing on the coffee table. At the moment of contact, there was still a loud "thud" sound, could this smash someone?

  Something worth 100 yuan of energy, okay, maybe whoever eats this thing before they die will really come back to life, of course compared to food poisoning that's a small matter, at least it's better than dying.

  "This is the second item, right?"

  He sat down again, and the nine lives simply looked at each other for a while to see if another top-level full-level account that could slaughter new village-level players would come.

  However, there shouldn't be a lucky draw gift left for the third time, right?

  It's probably impossible now...

  Thinking of this, Jiǔ Mìng's eyes twitched as he pressed the answer button. He was really intimidated by the other party's persistent spirit. The way he had decisively taken away a set earlier was simply correct to the extreme!

  Otherwise, it's already chaotic here now.

  "I say, it's come to this point now, you should be able to give up already."

  "How can this be! The team leader has made a decision! We will never give up!!"

  Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Jiǔ Mìng slightly moved away a bit, pondered for a moment, "Alright, as long as you can find this place again with 'good luck', I'll give you a way to come here freely."

  "Really?" In the SOS Brigade's clubroom, Haruhi Suzumiya's face wore a faintly skeptical expression, but was mostly overcome with irrepressible excitement and anticipation.

  "Of course! We make a fair deal, you agree to give me the phone in my hand, and I will definitely do what I say, on the condition that you don't bother me again before that."

  "Alright!!" The reply with a drawn-out tone, Jiǔ Mìng had already imagined the expression of the girl in front of him, "It's just one phone! Wait for it, this captain will definitely dig you out!"

  "Really?" Jiǔ Mìng smiled lightly, "Then I'm looking forward to it."

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, at the moment when Haruhi Suzumiya agreed, the forced collection request had already disappeared. The call was cut off and Kyon shook his head, putting the phone aside. There's still a month left, so I'll keep this thing for now.

  Bang!!

  Just as Jiǔ Mìng had closed his eyes, the third guest arrived, and his entrance was quite unusual. He actually burst in by slamming the door open. If it weren't for the mysterious shop's rules, the door would have probably shattered into pieces the moment it was impacted.

  A thick smell of blood suddenly filled the entire living room, and as he looked at the massive creature rushing out, Jiǔ Mìng's eyes twitched - was this something that had just escaped from death?

  This monster has a pale bony mask and a circular hollow in front of its chest, what the heck is this?

  "Soul!!!!" The moment the monster saw Jiǔ Mìng, its eyes lit up like light bulbs that had been electrified, emitting a piercing red glow as it drooled and charged towards him with reckless abandon.

  "Don't destroy things!" Seeing the furniture flying around, Jiǔ Mìng's heart ached and she shouted out loud, summoning the Face Panel Lord. The originally neatly arranged living room instantly turned into a desolate and empty space.

  "Can't you speak properly? This is a place to sell things, not a place for venting...". Having dodged the monster's first attack, since this guy can open his mouth to speak, that means he can communicate, but what's with this obvious emotional state of treating himself as a powerful supplement?

  "Give it to me! Let me eat you!!" Even though it was severely injured, the monster still showed its extremely ferocious nature. Its huge claws kept scratching towards Jiǔ Mìng, and its big mouth would occasionally try to take a bite of him.

  Crack!

  The monster's words had just left my lips when I was kicked in the face and sent flying to the side, with cracks appearing on one side of its pale bony mask.

  It's really hard.

  Stand firm, nine lives have been lost, the mysterious shop has changed owners frequently, and it's not without reason. After all, any living thing can possibly collide here, and even non-living things can fall here, just like a stone falling into a pit and then coming here by luck... It's not impossible!

  It's all right, but when encountering such an unreasonable 'guest' who is facing the nine deaths, what should be done? Of course, use the "harmonious and prosperous" approach to send off the opponent, or else.

  "Hey, Panel-kun, I took the initiative just now, didn't I?"

  The source value is zero, and the protection mechanism is not triggered.

  "Hey, don't be like this, you didn't say there would be expenses like this!"

  The protection mechanism consumes 10 source force per second and is activated at the moment of being attacked.

  He didn't even bother with the nine lives, and after explaining, the back panel master directly hid away, probably until late at night when he would reappear as a shattered light.

  "That is to say, I just tried the protective mechanism here a while ago, and now it's already been gnawed away by half? I somewhat understand why the store manager changes so frequently, nasty customers coming in."

  "Uh... where are you going back from now? I can stop then."

  Continuously dodging the opponent's attacks several times, he opened up some distance. Jiǔ Mìng pointed to its back, and that door which could lead any guest anywhere appeared not far from this monster.

  "How detestable, I am a great void of the Azhukal class! What's wrong with becoming my food!!" This monster was clearly dominated by an intense desire to eat and didn't even bother with Jiǔ Mìng.

  "What the...?"

  Is it a monster from another world? It's certain that the opponent won't leave easily, considering its injuries, it seems to have treated itself as a mobile blood bottle.

  It can't be discussed, then...

  "The monster itself wasn't without a way to deal with it." Muttering to himself, this time Jiǔmìng didn't continue to dodge and instead swung his hand to brush aside the illusory claw. The instantaneous burst of force sent it flying out again.

  Jiǔ Mìng didn't take the opportunity to counterattack, instead touching his own arm. Even as a soul body, his arm was slightly trembling now. His face mask was stiff, and his body was rigid to the point of death. Two contacts had already made Jiǔ Mìng somewhat understand its power, but it was still not enough.

  Able to overpower the opponent in terms of explosive force, but the opponent's body is too hard, and one punch lands on it, causing a rebound that hurts oneself.

  "Are you also a detestable god of death? Go die!"

  The giant Dahe fell to the ground, roaring with rage, and was knocked flying twice in a row. It was clear that he had been enraged to the extreme, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he spat a mouthful of saliva at Jiuxing...

  Maybe it's just mouthwatering for them.

  A bright red light column easily blasted the air and swept towards Jiǔ Mìng, his pupils suddenly shrinking. In an instant, Jiǔ Mìng disappeared from where he was standing. When he reappeared, he raised his arm to look at the half of his sleeve that had been erased. How did things escalate directly from close combat to laser weapons?

  Quickly lowering his body, the giant claws swept past Jiuming's head, and with a burst of spiritual force, this huge and empty body was kicked up. The two hands supporting the body bounced off, and Jiuming, who had flipped over, struck its head with a whip-like kick.

  This heavy hammer smashed onto the ground, since your skin is thick, then break through from inside.

  With both hands clasped together in a fist, the nine lives struck its head with a loud crash, and a strong shockwave spread out from the ground. The giant body shook violently, and the bony mask shattered into fine bone dust under the impact, revealing a twisted face.

  This blow brought a strong shock that made this already seriously injured Void completely reach the end of its life.

  "Damn it... If I hadn't been killed by Death himself..."

  "Whatever, whoever recreated you." With a long sigh, Jiǔ Mìng's arms trembled as he sat back down, and the furniture that had been hidden away quickly reappeared around him. By the time he was fully seated, he was already sitting on the couch.

  "You wouldn't have lasted this long without such a troublesome defensive power, it's really frustrating!"

  Rubbing his arm, Kurome snickered at the corner of his mouth. Ah yes, what's a Death God? That thing wearing tattered cloak and holding a large scythe is just a skeleton. Upon closer inspection, the wounds on this self-proclaimed "empty" monster are all knife wounds.

  Then, this dead virtual body slowly began to turn into a light spot and disappear.