Chapter 3 Others are ignorant, but the No. guy on the list is also ignorant?

"Dishu, do ghosts also need to eat?"

If you have any questions, ask Di Shu. Huang Yang directly asked about his doubts.

In his original understanding, they had all turned into ghosts, so what could they eat?

"Dear, ghosts can replenish their five senses by eating the scent of human food. In addition, ghosts can also strengthen their souls and improve their cultivation by absorbing the scent of certain spiritual objects."

Dishu answered his master's questions in great detail.

At the beginning, in order to ease the nervousness of its mortal master, it specially changed it to a more intimate name on Earth today.

"Improve your cultivation? Explain in detail!"

Upon hearing this word, Huang Yang's eyes suddenly lit up.

As a junior student who has received fifteen years of scientific education, I have a natural longing for cultivation.

Although he could teleport to any place in the underworld with the Book of the Earth, it was still a little lacking compared to mortals who practiced Taoism and flew swords between heaven and earth, spending their mornings and evenings in the vast ocean and refining their skills in the colorful clouds.

After all, one is the ability of the Earth Book itself, and the other is the ability cultivated by oneself, which are completely incomparable.

The tradition ingrained in the Chinese people is that what you own is the best, including spending your entire life to afford a house.

"Traditional mortal cultivation can be divided into refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into the Dao, and finally the soul transcends into the fairyland. The soul cultivation is to feed on the essence of heaven and earth to strengthen the body and soul..."

Regarding this point, the Book of Earth explains in detail the contents of cultivation for mortals and ghosts.

"What kind of elixir can I take in the initial stage of my ghost cultivation?"

As a ghost, no, as a primary Yin God, Huang Yang listened patiently to the explanation of the Book of Earth and then asked about his own needs for cultivation.

"Dear, the Yin God who has just started practicing can absorb the essence of Yin Jade and ascend to the Yin King realm."

"What is the price of Yin Jade Essence?"

"The essence of the first-level Yin Jade is worth 100, which can be used by the Yin Soul to cultivate for ten days."

Looking at the 0.005 balance in his account, Huang Yang knew that he was not worthy of it yet.

After asking a bunch of questions in succession, Huang Yang basically understood the basic survival rules of ghosts. What he urgently needs now is Yin Jade Fragments worth 10 Yin Yuan to supplement the daily maintenance needs of the soul.

If an ordinary ghost cannot continue to absorb the energy of the Yin Jade, its soul will slowly dissipate, its memory will be lost, and it will become one of the ghosts queuing up for reincarnation.

Although Huang Yang, who had already become a Yin God and been recognized as the master by the Book of Earth, did not dare to verify whether he would become a ghost without memory as he continued to weaken.

Next, I can only rely on live streaming to make money, improve myself, and change the underworld.

"Well, it's only noon now. It's a bit early to broadcast the underworld live. Let's wait until 7pm. The two hours of live broadcast every day should be spent wisely."

Thinking about how he, the Lord of the Underworld, had to make money through live streaming and had a time limit, Huang Yang became angrier and angrier. He directly used the Earth Book's teleportation function and wandered around the Underworld for a few hours.

Soon, it was seven o'clock in the afternoon in China. The underworld was still shrouded in gray golden clouds. The surrounding scenery seemed to have not changed at all, like an eternal and unchanging time-stopped space.

However, as the owner of the Book of Earth, Huang Yang can feel the passage of time.

If you pay a little attention to the little boy who was dragged by him to cut in line to the first area last night, he may be able to enter the reincarnation channel in three days.

"Good evening, my friends. Welcome to the Underworld Live Room."

Sitting in front of the eighty-one black jade and golden beams, Huang Yang opened the live broadcast room again and greeted the hundred or so viewers who came in as the first wave.

'666, I thought the anchor disappeared after cheating rockets last night.'

'It's all a script, the guy above actually believed it.'

'Anchor, where is this?'

'Wow, these pillars are so impressive, even more impressive than the ones in Taikoo Li, Chengdu.'

'Host, please tell me the address.' 'Host, the scenery of your underworld is quite atmospheric!'

'The atmosphere is good, but it's a bit too dilapidated. Which crew set up this scene?'

As soon as many netizens entered the live broadcast room, they immediately began to discuss the background picture behind the host.

At first glance, the dozens of broken tall pillars, coupled with the faint mist, are quite impressive and will definitely be great for taking photos.

At this time, Wang De, who had just returned home from get off work, was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

As a bachelor in his thirties, Wang De's life is still very comfortable. Apart from a mortgage of four or five thousand yuan, the rest of his monthly salary of more than 20,000 yuan is at his disposal.

Wang De has no social engagements and usually lies at home and browses his phone. Although he doesn't spend much, his bank deposits exceed 300,000 yuan.

Wang De, who was using Douyin short video, was the first to receive the live broadcast message from the new anchor he followed last night.

Wang De sat up straight suddenly. He had been thinking about his nephew all day long and typed quickly: "Host, can I take another look at my nephew?"

After saying that, Wang De also gave 100 pairs of sunglasses worth 10 yuan as a reward.

As a new anchor, Huang Yang naturally noticed the top brother of yesterday's list at the first time, and thanked him: "Thank you, Qiu Shui, for the 10 sunglasses. However, I can only invite three ghosts out every day, and I have to check on the rest of my friends..."

[User '秋水共长天一色' rewarded the anchor with 10 Douyin No. 1s! ]

Before he could finish his words, Huang Yang saw that this 'Autumn Water and the Sky Are the Same Color' had swiped ten Douyin No. 1s again.

"Thanks to Qiushui Laotie for the 10 Douyin No. 1."

Faced with such hospitality, Huang Yang did not delay and walked towards the ruined city wall in the distance, explaining as he walked: "My friend Qiu Shui, I am not lying to you. I have arranged your nephew to be in the nearest reincarnation formation. Because of the live broadcast, you may not be able to see other ghosts, but it doesn't matter. All you need to know is that the closer you are to the city wall, the faster your ghost will be reincarnated."

In order to let new netizens have a more intuitive understanding of the environment of the underworld, Huang Yang did not flash directly to the first area, but used the flashing function of the Earth Book to get to the vicinity of the city wall, and then walked out from the gap in the broken city wall.

The ten Douyin accounts just now brought a small wave of traffic to the short video platform, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room increased from more than 60 to more than 300.

"This anchor is so funny, he just took a few broken bricks and called it a city wall."

"What the hell is this? There's not a single person here. Can't this team afford to hire anyone?"

'Is the anchor pretending to be a ghost?'

'The anchor's makeup is a bit off. You can make your face a little whiter.'

'Host, please tell me where this abandoned ancient city is. I want to take some artistic photos there.'

"This is probably another donation from the guild. There isn't even one photography assistant. The anchor should apply to the guild."

"Isn't the anchor pretending to be a ghost? Why can't he float? Why does he need to walk?"

"You know what, this mist effect is pretty good."

'The anchor is broadcasting live in the wild, where does the light come from?'

"It's dark in the south, but there's still light over there. It should be in the west, maybe the plateau. I've identified it."

Looking at the netizens discussing the issue on the screen, Huang Yang did not respond to them one by one, but instead had to complete the commission from his sponsor first.

Soon, Huang Yang arrived at the first area at the city gate. In his eyes, there were countless ghosts lined up neatly, while the audience in the live broadcast room only saw a gray mist.

"found it."

Seeing the figure of the little boy, Huang Yang borrowed a little golden light from the Book of Earth and pulled the little boy's ghost out of the team.

‘What the hell? ’

The netizens who were watching the live broadcast were really shocked when they saw the host suddenly pull a little boy out of the mist.

(End of this chapter)