[Barrage: I can't take it anymore]
[Barrage: This is really too much]
[Barrage: Maggots! Live maggots!]
[Barrage: Is he really going to eat the maggots too?]
Lin Feng looked at the wriggling maggots on the spoon and hesitated for a moment.
Mom's eyes lit up.
Finally!
Finally, there's something he doesn't dare to eat!
She thought, how could anyone possibly eat maggots...
But then, Lin Feng used his chopsticks to pick up the maggots and placed them on a small plate to the side.
"The Yin energy is too mixed, and it's too active. Eating it directly might cause soul fluctuations... I'll leave it for later as a snack."
He explained earnestly.
Though no one understood what he was explaining.
Then, he put the piece of meat into his mouth.
"Mm~"
Lin Feng let out a satisfied sigh.
The Yin energy in the stewed meat was the mildest, as if it had been simmered for a long time. The Yin energy had completely fused into the meat, melting in the mouth, flowing through the body like a warm spring.
He could even feel a slight loosening in his Early Stage Wild Ghost level.
"This meat... has been stewed for at least a whole day, using a slow fire, with minimal Yin energy loss... Mom really put in a lot of effort."
Lin Feng mused as he ate.
Mom: "..."
She no longer knew what expression to make.
That ghostly face once again showed an emotion akin to "bewilderment."
In the live stream, the barrage started to change direction.
[Barrage: Why do I feel... like he's really enjoying the food?]
[Barrage: It's not just a feeling, look at how his eyes are shining]
[Barrage: Could this guy be a gourmet? A specter gourmet?]
[Barrage: New profession unlocked: Specter Food Critic]
[Barrage: Honestly, watching him eat is making me hungry... Wait, what am I saying!]
Lin Feng devoured the stewed meat like a whirlwind, not even leaving the soup.
Now, only the final bowl of dark red thick soup remained.
He picked up the bowl and sniffed it.
"The smell of blood is strong, but there's hidden Yin energy from herbs underneath... Angelica? No, it's Ghost Cry Vine, a specialty of the Underworld, a holy supplement for the soul!"
Lin Feng's eyes shone even brighter.
The value of this bowl of soup might be higher than all the previous food combined!
Without hesitation, he tilted his head back—
"Gulp, gulp, gulp..."
He drank it all in one go.
The thick liquid slid down his throat, and the rich Yin energy erupted within his soul like a volcano.
Lin Feng could clearly feel his soul's strength increasing at a visible rate!
Early Stage Wild Ghost... stabilizing... moving towards the mid-stage...
After finishing the bowl of soup, his level had reached the peak of Early Stage Wild Ghost, just a step away from mid-stage!
"Bang!"
Lin Feng placed the empty bowl on the table with a satisfied sigh.
He instinctively rubbed his belly.
He couldn't remember the last time he felt so full.
Full of Yin energy.
Then, he looked up, eyes filled with anticipation, at Mom:
"Mom, is there more? I'm still a bit hungry."
Silence.
A deathly silence.
Mom's expression finally crumbled completely.
The corners of her mouth, stretched to her ears, twitched, and her gray misty eyes began to shake irregularly, her entire ghostly body trembling slightly.
"No... there's none left..."
She squeezed out these four words through her teeth, her voice carrying an indescribable emotion.
Not anger, not murderous intent, but a kind of... grievance?
She had painstakingly prepared an "horror feast" all afternoon, only for this guy to eat it all as if it were gourmet food, and then complain it wasn't enough?
What was this?
A food review show?
Lin Feng frowned at her words.
"No more..."
He stood up, stretching his soul body.
The feeling of being saturated with Yin energy was wonderful.
Then, his gaze fell on Mom.
That look made Mom shiver involuntarily.
Not out of fear, but a feeling of... being targeted?
"What... what do you want to do?"
Mom's voice trembled a bit, because she was too familiar with Lin Feng's expression, just like when she looked at humans.
"Since there's no more to eat..."
Lin Feng slowly began, fingers lightly brushing the Soul Hook Chain at his waist:
"Then it's time to get to work."
Mom was stunned: "Work? What kind of work..."
Before she could finish the word "work"—
"Whoosh!"
A black chain shot out like a venomous snake!
The chain was pitch black, inscribed with dense runes, glowing with a ghostly light in the dim light.
It was the standard equipment of a ninth-grade Soul-Reaper from the Underworld—a Low-Grade Magic Tool, the Soul Hook Chain!
The Soul Hook Chain wrapped precisely around Mom's neck.
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"Sizzle—"
The moment it touched, black smoke rose!
The Soul Hook Chain was specifically designed to counter Yin souls, the runes on the chain glowing with a ghostly blue light, frantically eroding Mom's ghostly body.
"Ah—!"
Mom let out a piercing scream, no longer the fake gentle voice, but a true ghostly wail.
Her face began to twist and deform, the mouth stretched to her ears opened wider, and scarlet light burst from her gray misty eyes.
Her hands turned into claws, nails growing half a foot long, glinting with a ghostly green light!
[Barrage: Damn! It's an Specter Tool!]
[Barrage: Looks like at least a D-Class Specter Tool!]
[Barrage: A D-Class Specter Tool? That would cost at least 1000 Anomaly Coins, right?]
[Barrage: How does a newbie player have an Specter Tool?]
[Barrage: He must be the young master of some hidden family!]
[Barrage: No wonder he's so calm, he had a trump card!]
The live stream exploded.
Warm Home, as an E-Level Dungeon, was a death trap for newbies, but the strongest specter inside was only D-Level Peak, equivalent to the Underworld's Wild Ghost Peak.
And a D-Class Specter Tool could effectively damage D-Level specters!
In this dungeon, it's practically a dimensional reduction attack!
Mom was utterly enraged.
Ignoring the erosion of the Soul Hook Chain on her neck, she swung her claws at Lin Feng!
Her speed was so fast, it left afterimages in the air!
If it were an ordinary player, this claw would definitely be fatal.
But Lin Feng was no ordinary player.
He was a professional Soul-Reaper from the Underworld. Though his performance was at the bottom, his basic skills were solid, and he also had Wild Ghost Level strength.
"Bring it on!"
Lin Feng didn't dodge, yanking the Soul Hook Chain with his right hand!
"Thud!"
The charging Mom was forcibly pulled to the ground by the immense force transmitted through the chain!
The other end of the Soul Hook Chain was in Lin Feng's hand, and his seemingly frail soul body exploded with power far beyond Early Stage Wild Ghost.
"Bind!"
Lin Feng shouted, flipping his wrist.
The Soul Hook Chain moved like a living creature, instantly tying Mom up tightly.
But this binding method...
[Barrage: ???]
[Barrage: This binding method...]
[Barrage: Damn, is that a tortoise shell binding?]
[Barrage: Is this guy some kind of pervert?]
[Barrage: Hard to say...]
[Barrage: You don't understand, this is art, the art of binding]
[Barrage: ...]
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