Why is the NPC Frightened By Me Again [Infinite Stream]

All the accidents happened in a clear morning.

In the short half month after the exciting first week, before I knew it, the supernatural courier task for Lin Huai himself seemed to have become a courier task for ghosts.

Through the post on the underworld forum, Lin Huai saw countless ghosts gathered in a newly opened small forum and wept bitterly. And the content of their tears is in line with the name of the plate.

The name of the section is - "Did you receive a courier task today?"

Whenever they receive a reminder from the system that the courier is about to be delivered, countless ghosts cry inside, while the rest of the ghosts are fortunate for themselves and gloat over the misfortunes of the ghosts who received the courier. The whole scene was made as if Lin Huai was the system boss, and those ghosts were the players participating in the infinite streaming game.

Lin Huai was not only very happy about this, but also very interested in it, and even enthusiastically borrowed a number from Xiaoliu at the express station, and launched a strategy for himself in the forum. Unfortunately, Xiaoliu was soon banned due to the false strategy and lost the right to enter this private section.

Lin Huai and Xiao Liu were very sad about this.

But fortunately, the two high-level express missions every day cannot be run - whether it is for players or ghosts. Although the ghosts encountered in life are becoming rarer day by day, the express delivery every night can always bring Lin Huai an endless experience.

Although the happy time became shorter and shorter, Lin Huai counted himself and the other ghosts, and there were only the last ten days left.

Lin Huai also completed a delivery task at midnight yesterday. The delivery location he went to was a Midnight Talk Theater, and all he had to do was to send them the props for the performance—a human head in a box.

Lin Huai arrived at the Midnight Talk Theater with the head in hand. No matter how Lin Huai poked his head or danced like a basketball along the way, he didn't say anything, do anything, or bite anyone. It was as quiet as a dead human head. Lin Huai was helpless and had to give up.

When he entered the Midnight Talk Theater with the head, he also found that the atmosphere was extremely festive. All the headlights and par lights were on in the Midnight Talk Theater, and bright red banners were pulled on the stage. On the banner were written in large characters:

"Welcome to the courier brother to come and guide!"

This happy atmosphere almost didn't send Lin Huai away.

A dozen ghosts stand under the banner. They were all wearing bright red jackets, and one of them had a kitchen knife cut into his head on top of his head. When the ghosts saw him coming, they stood in a neat row and clapped their hands to him.

"Welcome! Welcome! Warm welcome!!"

Lin Huai:  …

As a ghost with a very abnormal personality, Lin Huai is very unsuitable for this too happy and peaceful atmosphere. He twitched the corners of his mouth, put the head in the center of the audience seat in the first row, turned his head and left after the buyer confirmed the receipt.

And climbed to the exhaust window.

After he left, the rehearsal hall finally made a heart-wrenching cry. The one who cried the most was the tormented head. The head was crying so much that it burped, and the other dozen ghosts hugged and persuaded it.

Lin Huai:  …

He could only "tsk" and left the rehearsal hall where the atmosphere bored him.

Because the night experience was too bad, it took Lin Huai an hour to fall asleep after returning to the staff dormitory. Now that he lives alone, the dejected young courier ghost finally hooked up with the boss and ran to the boss's dormitory to sleep. Lin Huai often felt lonely at night.

So he played with his phone vigorously.

There are still a lot of spam messages in the ghost world. But despite this, as long as he chooses carefully, Lin Huai can still find many interesting things.

For example, text messages to sell courses, sell insurance, and sell commercial housing. As long as you look carefully, there will be a lot of interesting content in it.

The most interesting is selling personal accident insurance. Lin Huai once got a text message from personal accident insurance in a boring late night. Against the dark night mode background, the blood-red font of the text message is particularly clear.

"Personal accident insurance, you can sign a contract within an hour, and you can get 3 million insurance after death..." Lin Huai read everything word by word, and then received a call.

The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely sinister: "Hello, I'm Xiao Li who sells insurance. Do you need to buy personal accident insurance?"

Lin Huai said, "Is it true that you will send three million in insurance premiums after you die?"

The voice on the other end of the phone laughed: "Of course it's true, we're doing business, it's the old man's foolishness!"

Lin Huai glanced at the time on his phone and said, "It's eleven o'clock in the evening, can you guys come to sign the contract within an hour?"

The voice on the other end of the phone continued to laugh: "Of course, our insurance relies on the reputation of being on time. No matter where you live, as long as you agree to sign the contract, we will be able to find you within an hour with the contract. ...hehehe."

"Oh, that's really great." Lin Huai estimated the time and said, "Then you hurry up and sign for me. Let's see, it's eleven o'clock now, and I still have a courier to deliver at one in the morning. , you'd better hurry up, as couriers like us, we often encounter various accidents..."

Suddenly there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Lin Huai urged, "Hello? Hello? Where are the people?"

On the other end of the phone: ...

The phone was hung up in that instant.

Lin Huai:  …

Lin Huai felt very unwilling and uneasy about this. The same is to buy personal accident insurance, why are other living people more noble than this dead person. He even changed a few mobile phones to make calls, intending to trick the suit-selling insurance ghost into giving him three million for free. It is a pity that he regretted that the ghost not only made a call, blocked a call, but also sent him text messages later.

Suit ghost: "Brother, can I call you brother? I beg you, the company has no money, I'm really bankrupt, please don't come to me."

Lin Huai: "I really can't figure it out, I just want to be treated the same as a living person, why was you rejected like this? As a ghost selling insurance, haven't you considered that you will receive all kinds of customers? "

After Lin Huai sent this text message, he found that he had been blacklisted by the suit ghost again.

Lin Huai was very bored about this. After being unable to harass the ghost in the suit, he had to change to another ghost to practice his horror hobby.

The ghost he met this time was a ghost using a dating app.

Lin Huai also registered her own account on the dating software in Ximu District. He first used his own photo, but soon found himself banned from the dating app for "spreading terror."

Lin Huai:  …

To this end, he had to apply for a trumpet and PS his selfie.

However, in view of his limited aesthetics and poor PS skills, Lin Huai was invisiblely rejected by other ghosts countless times at first, and he did not receive even a single friend request.

In this regard, Lin Huai was very helpless. He even mentioned it when he went out to eat with Chu Tianshu.

"This is very unscientific." Lin Huai said, "I remember when I accompanied Shao Wei and Lin Dangdang to the bar before, many people approached me."

Chu Tianshu to this:  …

Lin Huai didn't know that because of these words, he almost didn't get out of bed for a few days after leaving the dungeon and returning to reality. Chu Tianshu looked at Lin Huai's pale and handsome profile, and thought that when Lin Huai was not talking, he was indeed a pure male college student with a lot of capital.

But Chu Tianshu finally helped Lin Huai—of course, let Lin Huai use his own photos (after PS) to catch ghosts.

Lin Huai was very enthusiastic about this activity at first, and met many ghosts who tried to add him, sell him games, sell courses, sell face masks, sell fitness, and sell high imitation bags. He fought with these ghosts one by one, and they played well. Until later, Chu Tianshu saw that Lin Huai had stopped using this account.

Chu Tianshu: "What's wrong?"

Lin Huai played Lianliankan on his mobile phone, and said without looking up, "I have met a lot of ghosts who want to have **** with me."

Chu Tianshu:  …

Lin Huai: "Tsk, I'm very upset."

Chu Tianshu: "It should be me who is unhappy!!"

Then, when Chu Tianshu saw Lin Huai's expression, he immediately understood something - after all, Lin Huai was wearing his head.

Chu Tianshu caressed the cat's head lightly for this reason and smiled without saying a word. Lin Huai glanced at him contemptuously, sat up while dying and pushed his palms against his head, and continued to play Lianliankan.

But now, the ghosts of dating apps and sales pitches are staying away from him. They almost disappeared within a day. During the long night, Lin Huai could only stare at his phone in a daze, and sent a message to all the ghost groups he had saved in his address book.

"Are there? Are you here? Are you here?"

Not a single ghost replied to him.

Lin Huai:  …

Lin Huai felt a powerful loneliness. He turned over and looked under the bed: "Are you there?"

There are no ghosts under the bed.

On the night without ghosts, Lin Huai had to sleep alone. The next morning he woke up and pushed open the door.

The other ghosts in the express station are working very early these days, and they seem to be avoiding him on purpose. Lin Huai deliberately moved up today's wake-up time for this reason. However, it seems that the road is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high. When he got up, the other ghosts had quietly got up and went out to work.

Lin Huai:  …

But now it's breakfast time, and Lin Huai has a way to let himself meet other ghosts to play with. He changed into a pink sweater, wore a white peaked cap, and even put some blush on his face (to make his face less pale and weird), and he looked like a pure and harmless male college student.

He looked at the Dianping on his mobile phone, and followed the guidance of the navigation to the most famous breakfast street in Ximu District.

There are many hawkers on this breakfast street, of course, no serious hawkers. What these hawkers sell is never an ordinary breakfast. Rolling in a frying pan, it may be fried dough sticks, or an arm that will burst out of your belly. The cup of bean curd may also be another buyer's brain flower.

But the moment Lin Huai stepped into the street, he heard a piercing scream from the street:

"The city management is here!!!!"