49. Learn from Emperor Liu

When Chen Sheng finished speaking, the little ghost girl felt so moved she nearly burst into tears.

This guy was finally acting like a decent human being!

Eagerly, she voiced her thoughts.

“Master, do you want me to help you find a place to stay?” Chen Sheng found her words odd, because she didn’t mean somewhere within this “Perished” second map, but somewhere “outside.”

“Yes, yes!” The little ghost girl nodded repeatedly. The villa she had previously occupied had inexplicably vanished, damaging her “foundation,” and her enemies had taken the opportunity to seize all her territory.

“Is it all right if it’s still in Upper Sanjiang City?” Chen Sheng asked, and before the little ghost girl could reply, he added, “If it has to be somewhere else, Master, you’d better find someone else to help you!”

This healing game didn’t have any teleportation arrays—Senior Player Yu Youxin had confirmed that herself. If the ghost girl could pick any place, Chen Sheng was sure he’d be run ragged.

In games, these kinds of tasks usually meant crossing half the map!

The little ghost girl was speechless.

If she could find someone else, would she have gone to all this trouble to summon him?

And did it make any difference whether he asked or not?

Silently cursing him in her heart, the little ghost girl wanted to give her wayward disciple a good glare, but in the end, she forced a smile. “That’s fine! As long as it’s a place where a foundation can form, it doesn’t matter if it’s in Upper Sanjiang City or somewhere else.”

Under the eaves, one has to bow their head… and so do ghosts!

“No problem!” Chen Sheng agreed without hesitation.

His quick response actually made the little ghost girl feel uneasy and left her with a vague sense of foreboding, as if something wasn’t quite right.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, “Disciple, do you know what a foundation of the Perished is?”

“I don’t.” Chen Sheng replied honestly.

“Then why didn’t you ask?” The little ghost girl nearly jumped up in exasperation.

“So, is there something special about these foundations?” Chen Sheng immediately followed her lead and inquired.

The little ghost girl was speechless yet again.

You—

I—

In her mind, she let loose a string of colorful language, instantly transforming herself into an accomplished telegraph operator.

Chen Sheng, however, remained perfectly calm and nonchalant.

After all, it wasn’t really his business. Whether he knew or not, he could just pick any place in Upper Sanjiang City.

The little ghost girl stared at Chen Sheng for a long while, and seeing that this wild man showed no sign of guilt, she had to explain in a weary tone, “A foundation is just borrowing a term from the human world; it’s as important as a building’s foundation, but its form is completely different.”

“In the human world, under special circumstances, a building casts a projection into the Perished Realm. This projection, after some time, can become a piece of land where ghosts can dwell.”

“What counts as a special environment?” Chen Sheng asked.

“Over a hundred years old, long abandoned, someone has died there, or strange incidents have occurred. If any two of these four conditions are met, the building is considered special.”

“That’s easy—there are plenty of old houses in Upper Sanjiang City.” Chen Sheng nodded.

“But all those old houses are occupied…” the little ghost girl said, troubled. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have needed Chen Sheng’s help.

Chen Sheng shook his head and replied with a tone of disappointment, “Master, that’s where you’re wrong!”

“Huh?” The little ghost girl was baffled.

“Haven’t you always said that what you see is yours?” Chen Sheng continued, frowning at this “tool NPC,” utterly confused.

So what if they’re occupied?

Just—well, borrow them for a few hundred years!

The little ghost girl’s face froze.

Such a wild soul! What a shame you didn’t become a fierce ghost in the Perished Realm!

Even the most notorious specters don’t have your level of audacity!

Though Chen Sheng didn’t spell it out, the little ghost girl understood his meaning perfectly.

Old houses were easy to find in Upper Sanjiang City; the police archives had records on all of them. Before going to the “Li Family Mansion,” Chen Sheng had looked up these files, so he knew where two more old houses were located.

However, Chen Sheng didn’t leave right away.

“Master, if I help you find an old house, do you have anything good to give me?” he asked.

Learn from your mistakes—always ask about rewards before taking a quest!

Preferably something that could help him level up!

Chen Sheng was quite resentful of being stuck at “LV0.”

The little ghost girl was momentarily stunned.

She had nothing—no territory in the Perished Realm, nothing at all to offer this wild soul. As for ghost-taming secrets or spirit command techniques, she dismissed those without a second thought.

Anyone capable of wielding the Executioner’s Tool, in her opinion, would hardly lack such skills!

“I can help you find your enemies!” The little ghost girl offered, somewhat guiltily.

Chen Sheng glanced at her—so she was his new little partner!

Master turning into a little partner?

Well, it made sense. Aren’t there stories of masters becoming dual cultivation partners?

But Chen Sheng wasn’t completely sure. After all, the designer of this healing game clearly had some bizarre ideas—the clever young man all in black had vanished so quickly!

So he probed, “I have quite a few enemies…”

Hearing this, the little ghost girl relaxed visibly. “No problem! No matter how many there are, or how hard they are to find, I can track them all down!”

This was something the little ghost girl was particularly confident about!

Chen Sheng nodded—this ghost really was his little partner!

Without delay, he hurried toward one of the old houses.

Running at full tilt, Chen Sheng seemed to merge with the wind. One moment, he was on this street; the next, with a single breath, he appeared a hundred meters away on another.

To call it lightning-fast would be no exaggeration.

The little ghost girl was slightly disgruntled, though, because Chen Sheng had carried her the entire way—

Just like a cat seized by the scruff of its neck by fate.

So when Chen Sheng finally set her down, the little ghost girl’s pale face was wooden and expressionless, and she walked toward the house like a puppet.

This old house was nothing like the luxurious Li Family Mansion—just an ordinary two-story building.

Chen Sheng walked up and knocked on the door.

He remembered that this place was supposed to be watched over by a probationary officer, but after knocking for a while, he heard no sign of anyone inside.

“There’s no one in there,” the little ghost girl finally remarked.

“No one?” Chen Sheng found this odd. In Upper Sanjiang City, the probationary officers were usually very diligent, eager to earn their positions. Someone abandoning their post like this was rare.

If they came, they were usually well prepared.