"Nick, did you promise to help me after we kissed?" A female voice without any emotion interrupted Nick's chatter, and the owner of the voice was none other than Griff.
Although I didn't see how the two ghosts kissed each other, it was obvious that Nick sold Sherlock to achieve his goal in exchange for helping Griff perform in an opera.
"I don't know why, I just want to perform an opera. Sherlock, can you help me?"
Griff is a 17- or 8-year-old girl. It is natural that someone who is obsessed with Nick is not bad in appearance. However, unlike Nick, her consciousness is much thinner and there is no emotion in her words.
"Of course I will help you, but you are already dead, how can you still perform in an opera?" This is of course Sherlock's excuse. In fact, he doesn't want to help a ghost who has been dead for more than a hundred years to fulfill his dream of being an actor.
He would not be fooled again by a task that seemed troublesome but only gave him a few thousand experience points.
However, people still need to be honest sometimes. If they don’t want to, they just don’t want to, so why are they talking about these lies?
"We ghosts have the ability to possess you. As long as you let go of control of your body, I can control your body to perform."
"But, it's so late, where can I find an opera troupe for you..." Sherlock wanted to shirk it again, but this time he suddenly thought of a compromise. If it was feasible, he wouldn't mind putting himself
Contribute your body once.
He did what he thought of and walked towards Misak's workshop with the two ghosts.
That's right, these three halflings are rehearsing The Crown Princess and the Three Halflings. Aren't both plays and operas dramas?
The three Misak brothers were also very happy after hearing Shylock's request. They were short of someone to play the princess.
The two parties hit it off immediately, and rehearsals for an extremely crude play began in a messy workshop.
The protagonists are a half-elf druid possessed by a ghost, and three greasy middle-aged halflings. The audience is more than a dozen of Nick's friends, and of course the ghost's friends are still ghosts.
"Xiao Ni, who is this Crown Princess?"
"She is the mother of Aron V, the current king of Cormyr."
"Where is Cormyr, and why is she staying with three cunning halflings?"
…
Being controlled by a ghost and performing a play for the ghost with three halflings is probably the most incredible thing Sherlock has ever done in his life. It seems a bit stupid, but it seems quite interesting when you think about it.
And when the crown princess finally returned to Susaal with her child in her arms, and bestowed upon the three halflings the titles of nobles, the drama finally came to an end.
With a system prompt, Sherlock knew that the experience had been received. Surprisingly, the reward this time was not five or six thousand, but ten times more, a full 50,000, which was already on par with his maximum efficiency in spawning monsters.
When he raised his head excitedly, he found that the ghosts who were still chatting and laughing were all looking at the top of his head with solemn expressions.
The Eternal Dream in his flowery hand also emitted a soft and warm light that illuminated the entire room.
Even the three halflings became inexplicably silent.
Sherlock has realized what happened, and Griff should have let go of his obsession and can sleep peacefully in the underworld from now on.
In fact, he didn't quite understand why Grif gave up his almost eternal life.
There is no such thing as reincarnation of the souls of the dead in the Forgotten Kingdom. If you are a devout believer, you can enter the Kingdom of God and enjoy yourself after death. Otherwise, it is better to become an undead creature and enjoy yourself in the underworld.
"Being a ghost is not as beautiful as you think." Nick seemed to see Sherlock's confusion and continued with a hint of sadness: "As time goes by, your consciousness will continue to weaken and your memory will gradually become blurred.
, and when you can’t even say your name in the end, the last proof of your existence in this world disappears. This gradually approaching fear is far more terrifying than sudden death.”
"Is that why you care so much about your name?" Sherlock recalled the scene when the two introduced themselves when they first met.
"That's right. Now that you understand our pain, you probably won't refuse the next thing."
Following the direction indicated by Nick's eyes, Sherlock saw those pairs of eyes full of hope. He really couldn't refuse this request.
Unfortunately, not every ghost's obsession is as clear as Griff's. In many cases, they only know a general event or a general area, because everything needs analysis and research.
Like a miser, the ghost has been thinking about a camphor tree on the roadside. Finally, after digging three feet into the ground, he discovered that he was thinking about the treasure buried underground.
A ghost who has been busy in the kitchen may not want to eat, but to let others taste the delicious food he made.
It can be said that Sherlock was busy with these things for the next three days. In addition to good experience gains, he also received some additional rewards, such as the miser's treasure, the cooking developed by the chef, etc.
Although not worth much, it is still a kind of fun.
What's more, while helping these ghosts, Huayedi's eternal dream is also constantly strengthening. Each ghost will provide 3 to 5 points of energy to the eternal dream at the moment when it realizes its wish. For several days
Down, the total energy increased from 1080 to 1175.
If he could keep stacking it, he wouldn't mind spending a few months here. By then, with eight, nine thousand or even tens of thousands of energy in hand, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?
However, this plan obviously won't work, because a level 30 ghost appeared yesterday.
A ghost of this level is not like Nick, who only scares people, but killed dozens of people in just one night.
But even so, the managers of Rizhao, whether it was the city lord's palace, the town office or the patrol team, still showed no sign of any action. They even sent troops to guard all roads out of the city in the name of preventing the spread of the epidemic, with no entry allowed or no exit allowed.
Now that rumors about ghosts seeking their lives have spread throughout the city, it is undoubtedly deceiving oneself and others to continue using the guise of a plague.
Sherlock guessed that the high-level NPCs and managers in the town might have been controlled, maybe by the people who stole the Sword of Dusk, maybe by high-level ghosts, or they were simply on one side.
At the same time, all players in the city finally received system prompts about the regional plot.
System prompts: The ghost riot in the small regional plot has officially begun. All restrictions in the city have been temporarily lifted. Players can freely choose their actions in this plot.
