area51novel Chapter 21 The Ghost Messenger's Debut
Chapter 21 The Ghost Messenger's Debut
"AFK leveling up?"
Bibi Dong grasped this novel vocabulary, but didn't dwell on the issue too much.
For the Pope, who possesses twin martial souls and has exceptional talent, cultivating soul power has never been a problem.
She was concerned about the first half of Lin Yu's sentence.
It covered the entire continent.
Unhindered movement.
"You mean, these things can make the best scouts?"
Bibi Dong's mind raced at that moment.
Although the Spirit Hall's influence extends throughout the world, there are still blind spots within the royal families of the two great empires and the three upper sects that are difficult to penetrate.
Especially in those core areas where titled Douluo are stationed, ordinary spies are killed one by one.
"Not just scouts."
The ghost suddenly interrupted, its figure appearing particularly restless in the gray mist.
As the Penal Elder of the Spirit Hall, in charge of intelligence and assassination, he understood better than anyone what this meant.
"A ghostly body, ignoring terrain, and capable of targeting souls... If used to assassinate low-level soul masters, or to create chaos..."
The ghost didn't continue speaking, but the surrounding temperature seemed to drop even lower.
"Elder Ghost is a professional."
Lin Yu didn't hold back in offering a compliment.
"But assassination is too low-level; we need to broaden our horizons."
He pointed to the barren land beneath his feet.
"Intelligence is the primary productive force."
"Just imagine, what color underwear Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wore today, whether Yu Yuanzhen of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan snores at night, or even which concubine the Emperor of the Star Luo Empire chose tonight... If I want, all of these can become intelligence on my desk."
Yue Guan, listening nearby, couldn't help but grin.
"Little brat, isn't your focus a bit off? Who cares what kind of underwear Ning Fengzhi wears?"
"Let me give you an example."
Lin Yu shrugged.
"The key is that it's ubiquitous."
Bibi Dong raised her hand, stopping the two from joking around.
She turned her gaze away from the towering Bridge of Helplessness and re-examined the ghost messengers behind Lin Yu.
"What about the restrictions?"
As someone in a position of power, she would never be blinded by a promising future.
The greater the ability, the more stringent the restrictions often come with.
"If it can only operate at night, its value will be greatly reduced."
"This involves a professional field."
Lin Yu cleared his throat and began to explain the "operation mechanism of the underworld" to the three big shots.
"As I just said, they were indeed suppressed during the day."
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
The black-robed ghost guard who was originally standing behind suddenly took a step forward, his body like melting ink, instantly flattening on the ground and merging into the shadow beneath Lin Yu's feet.
Unless you look closely, you won't notice that the shadow is darker than usual.
"This is the daytime form—Shadow Cloak."
"They can hide wherever there is shadow. Tree shade, eaves, even people's shadows are their shelter. In this state, they cannot attack or possess souls, but their hearing and vision are unaffected."
"As for the evening..."
Lin Yu's lips curled into a wicked smile.
"That's their home turf."
"Unless the other party possesses a martial soul specifically designed to suppress spirits, or has mental strength strong enough to sense soul fluctuations, even if this ghost messenger were to dance around on the headboard of a Title Douluo's bed, the other party would only feel that it's a bit cold tonight because the blankets weren't covering them properly."
"hiss--"
Yue Guan couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on her arms.
"Dancing on the edge of the bed... How could you even think of that?"
But the imagery was so vivid that even he, a titled Douluo, felt a chill run down his spine.
Will I have to sleep with one eye open from now on?
The ghost grew more and more excited as it listened.
He was born with a ghostly martial spirit, so he had a natural affinity for such sinister and eerie methods.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, and his face, which had been hidden in ghostly aura for many years, seemed to become clearer.
"This is practically a divine skill tailor-made for my Spirit Hall!"
"Lin Yu, how many of these ghost messengers can you produce right now?"
The ghost asked impatiently.
If he could form a "ghost legion," his intelligence network would experience a qualitative leap.
When the number was mentioned, Lin Yu's originally high spirits immediately dampened.
He sighed, looking distressed and helpless.
"Elder Ghost, do you think this is a cabbage?"
"This underworld... cough, this Gate of Hell is still a bare shell. Not only is it unfurnished, but it doesn't even have staff dormitories."
Lin Yu silently calculated in his mind.
Level 23 Soul Power.
Two spots are available for Level 1.
"At most, I can only summon forty-six right now."
"And this is after I've completely drained my meager soul power."
"Forty-six..."
Ghost was somewhat disappointed.
For the vast Douluo Continent, forty-six spies would be so few that they wouldn't even make a splash.
"There's nothing I can do about it; I also want to recruit more people."
Lin Yu helplessly shrugged.
"Unfortunately, this godforsaken place is now a place where you can only enter and not leave. The wandering ghosts outside can only be used as fertilizer or thrown into the Yellow Springs for a bath. They can't be transformed into obedient ghost messengers at all."
"If I want to expand my recruitment, I'll have to wait until my soul power level increases, or until this Gate of Hell evolves a few more times and unlocks functions like the 'Judge's Hall' or the 'Yama's Hall'."
He silently complained to himself.
This damn martial spirit is such a money-grubbing thing.
If you don't recharge (upgrade), they won't even let you unlock the recruitment function.
Right now, he's just a lone commander with a few dozen temporary workers.
"Forty-six may be few, but if used wisely, they are enough."
Bibi Dong made the final decision.
She looked at Lin Yu, her tone leaving no room for argument.
"Except for a few guards who stay by your side, send the rest out."
"Ghostly."
"Your subordinate is here."
"Pick a few key locations and have Lin Yu send the ghost messengers there. Let's test the waters in Tiandou City and Xingluo City first."
"yes!"
Ghost accepted the order and immediately moved closer to Lin Yu, looking so eager that he seemed to want to become sworn brothers with Lin Yu right now.
"Kid, give me ten... no, twenty!"
"Elder Ghost, are you trying to rob me?"
Lin Yu rolled his eyes.
"Twenty ghost messengers? Half of my soul power will be drained away. At least leave me some strength to protect myself!"
"Enough with the nonsense. I'll send you some herbs to boost your soul power later."
With a wave of his hand, the ghostly figure exuded heroic spirit.
"make a deal!"
Lin Yu's expression immediately changed, and he agreed very readily.
It's foolish not to take advantage of a good deal.
Just as the two were bargaining, Bibi Dong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.
"Leave two for me."
The sound wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the old man and the young man who were "dividing the spoils."
Lin Yu was stunned for a moment.
"Teacher, what do you need this for?"
The Papal Palace is heavily guarded; not even a fly can get in. Why would it need ghost guards to watch over it?
Moreover, with Bibi Dong's strength, who in the world could assassinate her?
Bibi Dong did not answer immediately.
She stood with her hands behind her back, her gaze passing over the rushing Yellow Springs and looking towards the desolate North.
That direction... is the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Lin Yu's mind was racing.
Tian Dou City.
The Imperial Palace.
Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
A thousand feet of snow.
A flash of lightning struck my mind.
Holy crap.
This isn't about having ghosts guard the house; it's about setting up "home surveillance"!
Although the relationship between the mother and daughter was as frozen as an ancient block of ice, and they wished they could strangle each other whenever they met, the bond of blood is something that cannot be broken so easily.
Although Bibi Dong didn't say it, she was probably always keeping an eye on her daughter who was "infiltrating" the enemy camp.
Even if it's done under the guise of "surveillance".
Lin Yu subconsciously glanced at the ghost and Yue Guan beside him.
These two titled Douluo wished they could bury their heads in their crotches, each with their eyes downcast and seemingly lost in thought, as if they had suddenly developed a strong interest in the mud on the ground.
Obviously.
The less you know about these secrets involving His Holiness the Pope's private affairs, the longer you'll live.