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A ghost, a ghost who didn't know what it was originally, wandered around where it was now.

Well, well, if you judge from the appearance, it looks like a small-scale station at a small and medium-sized town level.

If you look down from a distance, you can see the loose track extending outward.

There is not much traffic here, and it is optional in terms of necessity... If it is really such a small site.

"So ghosts really exist? After the flop, you can write a heartbroken aftermath?"

The emotions contained in his voice are not easy to judge, but he always feels that after he doesn't need to breathe, he will accept many unacceptable things in an instant... Anyway, they are all lost, so what else is unacceptable?

As he spoke, he walked through the door and walked into the station.

He had nowhere to go, and looking around, there was only one lonely building here, so... he came here.

At this distance, he could already see the twisted sign on the outside of a somewhat old building. Those few words are enough to show where this place is.

"The logistics distribution center of x-shoulder."

Well, there are such distribution centers in this world. One day, will Beijing Express be shipping things for Taobao?

Although the word behind it dropped, it did not affect his understanding.

After entering the station, the internal facilities were also very old, and there seemed to be only the one who was facing the door.

"That..." He seemed to want to ask something.

"please……"

Well, the clerk was a little speechless. You're welcome. He didn't say anything yet. The other party was already sitting across the street... Have you figured out the situation? You're just so presumptuous.

"When a person dies, consciousness still exists. Is this kind of thing really happening?" he asked directly.

"Why are there no? The uma hidden in all kinds of mountains and seas, the cosmic people who invade the earth from time to time, and the junior girl who wears short skirts and doesn't wear ** in summer... Things you haven't seen do not mean they really don't exist." The clerk said in a tone full of 'philosophical'.

There seems to be no problem with the communication between the two. I don’t know if it is because of the consistency of language or because of the direct and deeper soul communication.

But the new Ling didn't seem to be very acquainted, and he sincerely told the clerk not to come to Taiwan.

"That... Uma and the aliens are not mentioned for now, at least that kind of schoolgirl exists."

"ha?"

"Sorry, I saw that kind of schoolgirl before I died."

The clerk was stunned for three seconds and then said, "Ha?"

That's why you died, and the clerk thought indignantly. The most painful thing in the world is this. Others have seen miracles you have never seen before... or you said it when you were posing in a noble manner to educate him.

"Anyway, I'm just a temporary worker, and I was suddenly arrested to serve." The clerk could only comfort himself like this.

"Is there any problem?"

Sitting opposite the table, he seemed to be a little reluctant to speak again, because he finally saw the clerk's face clearly.

"Nothing important is just looking familiar to you... So, I want to ask if Dalong is okay?"

"...First of all, I have nothing to do with Dalong. Secondly, thinking too much about things that shouldn't be thought of is not a smart person." The clerk said slowly.

The person (spirit) in front of me is no longer at the level of Taoism, but is quite not at the level of Taoism.

"Anyway, since you can come here, it's enough to tell your identity. According to our practice, you will get three chances of lottery draws next, and then you will be sent to an unknown corner."

Even if you don’t like the other party, the clerk still needs to do things according to the “charter”.

"What's the problem?"

"Not at all, please be sure to start right away."

It’s a bit hard to tell who is the host and who is the guest. He has no problem with him, and he has a lot of problems that he shouldn’t have.

The clerk glanced at him slantedly, then took out a broken cardboard box from somewhere, placed it in the center of the table, and reached out to make an invitation.

While reaching out to suck, he asked the clerk, "What is your superior department? Can you disclose it?"

"Trade secrets, prohibited matters, no comments."

The clerk finally put forward the attitude that the worst civil servants at the bottom should have.

"Oh, I got it." He seemed to have expected nothing and could not hear anything, so he immediately turned his mind back to the lottery, "What does level c... mean?"

"In our case, everything will be sorted according to a certain benchmark, and can be roughly divided into six levels of edcbas."

"Take the 'skin' type as an example, there is no function below level, only appearance, and above level..." As he said that, he took out a stack of cards similar to playing cards, and then casually pulled out one from it.

"For example, A-level skin, Cagula sauce, the strongest race in the plane-level universe, Night Rabbit Clan, has a big stomach binge, and has a very strong combat power. The disadvantage is that it is intermittently afraid of the sun, but it has a whitening function."

"As for S-level skin, it's similar to Saitama teacher."

"Oh, in order to explain better, we also have the same series of suits... "The x-king series that is deeply loved by the world""

"C-level skin Handa Kiyoshi: a well-known figure in daily life. He was loved by all mankind before the age of 20, and was fascinated by all the Masashi after the age of 20."

"B-level skin Sakamoto: a well-known figure in daily life, this one is not explained."

"A-level skin Kusuo Saitiki: a well-known superpower, a planet-level strong man. He is also a "beep" product that can kill the world. Saitiki will never understand Shigeo Kageyama's sadness. Note, after all, the world is still dominated by the Appearance Association."

"Do you understand? If you understand, you should hurry up and smoke. I'm still waiting to get off work."

"I understand completely, and I've finished smoking."

Just as the clerk was joking, he had already decided to draw all three cards.

“…Okay, I’ll take a look.”

"One round of time is taken, another round... This is relatively rare, S-level props, you are lucky." The clerk was a little confused. Did God make a mistake? Why is this freight so lucky?

There is no need for a clerk to talk too much. After seeing what he took out, he also knew that it must be of the S-level quality. After all, it has both popularity and power.

"In this case...you can go to platform 1 and take Line 0 to leave." The clerk quickly waved his hand and signaled that the person (spirit) would leave quickly, without seeing it.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped as if he was aware of it, and then turned around and said, "I understand, this is how your princess skin comes from?"

The clerk narrowed his eyes and said what this guy shouldn't have said.

"Slow down, there is one more thing I almost forgot."

The ghost who was about to leave was pressed back, and at this time he finally realized something: he seemed too arrogant on other people's territory.

"Based on your understanding, comprehensive quality and just-in-one performance, it is fully in line with our giveaway service, so I decided to give you a skin to make up for your time."

Anyway, the clerk is a temporary worker, so it doesn't matter at all if he messes up.

The clerk picked up the stack of cards again and turned on the top one, "Anarhy panty, commonly known as Pandy, the sister of the angel sister, yes, the hair color matches your props."

"Slow down, I'm a man!"

"Ghosts are gender-free." The clerk has a good reason.

"I know Pandy. She is indeed an angel, but rather than an angel, she is Bichi!"

Nowadays, if you take over, it would be fine if you endure it. Long live forgiveness. Society advocates greenness, but what the hell is it achieved with a skin that has achieved the goal of "killing thousands of people"?

"Can I refuse this giveaway?"

"It must be...can't."

If you refuse, can this be considered revenge?

"Then at least replace me with something like you...ah, Dakong Skylark, how about giving me Dakong Skylark?" He finally realized what to say and what not to say.

Anyway... the pseudo-woman is better than transgendering.

"Dakong Skylark? No, no, a rare item like S-level skin is not among the ranks of casual gifts."

"Uh... Is there any side effect of Dakong? According to your classification, this should be a daily character, right?"

"Yes, Dakong has no additional effect at all, but do you know who the first fake girl in the world is?"

"Uh... Dakong Skylark?"

"So, S-level is what he deserves as a race pioneer."

"Then at least replace my sister with my sister. This is my last request. Compared to yellow hair, I prefer black and long straight."

"That's okay, but my sister is a demon. Strictly speaking, my sister has blue hair..."

"It's okay, it's just my sister... Snake sperm is always much better than lustful women."

The clerk opened a card again, and then the complete information finally showed up this time.

"Name: stoking anarhy

Gender: Female

Level: c

Race: Human/Angelic/Devil

Efficacy: 1. Sweets and sugar will increase your concentration and learning ability. On the contrary, lack of sugar will cause a series of negative effects.

2. You have the proficiency bonus of dual-held weapons.
To be continued...