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Duan Fei didn’t know how significant the "major boost" from his Talent’s Description was, but it looked pretty substantial.

Ordinary female NPCs would only slowly generate hearts when they saw him, producing a single small bubble about every ten seconds.

But Lord Hasshaku, to his left, was madly spewing heart bubbles every second. At this rate, she could probably power a large nuclear plant for a month.

Meanwhile, the Lone Ranger was silently probing the Shadow Energy on Lord Hasshaku, feeling it was all a bit incredible.

Her Shadow Energy was decreasing!

Shadow Energy was a type of Energy that was very stable, yet also highly aggressive.

Its stability meant it was difficult to convert into other types of Energy, while its aggression meant it easily corroded other substances, causing them to decay and rot.

This characteristic became even more pronounced, especially after Shadow Energy transformed into a Pseudo-man due to certain unknown factors.

Normally, this kind of Energy had almost no value outside of combat. When facing the Ghosts here, he himself would just use even stronger Shadow Energy to erase them.

So, when the Lone Ranger saw the Shadow Energy inside Lord Hasshaku continuously converting into Romantic Energy, he realized that Shadow Energy *could* be converted. This was an absolutely groundbreaking discovery.

Although the conversion process for Lord Hasshaku might take over a decade to complete, this was still a remarkable finding.

’As an Assassin,’ the Lone Ranger realized his understanding of Duan Fei was still too shallow.

’I thought he was just a player with a special Skill for controlling supernatural beings like ghosts and urban legends, but I never imagined his control ran this deep.’

’If he uses it properly, he could probably kill me in an instant.’

’Does this guy have a Legendary Level Skill?’

’But a Skill like this must have major limitations. Otherwise, Duan Fei wouldn’t have waited until now to use it.’

’It would be too broken otherwise!’

The Lone Ranger felt his deductions were sound, but unfortunately, not a single one was correct.

For a star player to be this wrong was pretty ridiculous.

Just as the Lone Ranger was marveling at his own brilliant mind, he suddenly felt a chill.

This feeling wasn’t from the environment; he could see the pond by the road was completely unaffected, and the frogs by the water were still croaking cheerfully.

The cold seemed to emanate from the depths of his soul. A powerful presence of Shadow Energy was slowly approaching.

It was a terrifying entity on par with Lord Hasshaku. For two of Love City’s few powerful Ghosts to appear at once gave the Lone Ranger an intense sense of crisis.

Whipping his head toward the end of the street, the Lone Ranger saw it suddenly light up. A woman in a traditional kimono from Japan floated in the air, slowly advancing, leaving a distinct trail of white ice in her wake.

She was completely white from head to toe. Even her pupils were a lighter shade of white, with not a trace of any other color on her.

She was the infamous urban legend, the Snow Woman.

She was probably very beautiful, but the more beautiful she was, the more nervous the Lone Ranger became.

A Ghost’s terror wasn’t just for show. Fear was an excellent seasoning that made human souls more delicious.

But if the Ghost was beautiful, she definitely had other ways to make a soul even tastier. This danger could not be underestimated.

Staring nervously at her, the Lone Ranger whispered, "Duan Someone, let’s just run for it in a bit. I’m not confident I can take this one out."

"Don’t be so nervous, Lone Ranger."

"How can I not be nervous?! It would take at least three of me working together to take her down. Plus, this kind of Ghost is highly intelligent, sometimes even harder to deal with than players. Wait, didn’t you bring Lord Hasshaku under your control? Use her to fight!"

"What is this, Dark Pokemon?"

"Is this really the time for jokes?!"

Seeing the Snow Woman approach, Lord Hasshaku clearly grew agitated.

She yanked Duan Fei behind her, crouched down like a fierce tiger, and let out a threatening "POPO" sound.

"What is she saying?" the Lone Ranger asked, confused.

"’Stay away from my husband, you home-wrecker.’ That’s what she’s saying."

"All that from a ’POPO’ sound?!"

"I guessed."

The Lone Ranger shot Duan Fei a helpless look, then stood beside Lord Hasshaku, preparing to face the Snow Woman.

As an enemy, Lord Hasshaku was highly threatening.

But once she became an ally, his sense of security immediately soared.

He thought a fierce battle was about to begin, but Duan Fei suddenly stepped forward and beckoned to the Snow Woman with his finger.

At Duan Fei’s gesture, a color other than white appeared on the Snow Woman’s face for the first time. She then walked gracefully to Duan Fei’s side, crossed her hands before her, and bowed slightly in greeting.

"Though I am unworthy, I offer this body and heart to you, to serve as your guiding light."

Seeing this, Lord Hasshaku became extremely dejected. Despite her pixelated face, the Lone Ranger could still see her lamenting:

"But I was here first... why..."

’So "White Album" drama exists even among urban legends?’

But Duan Fei beckoned again, this time to Lord Hasshaku. "Don’t just stand there. Come on, both of you. I can handle it."

Lord Hasshaku was suddenly overcome with tears of joy. Like a large dog seeing its master, she happily pounced to Duan Fei’s side.

Two long, pink bridges appeared and flew into the high tower, glittering in the air like the legendary magpie bridge.

At that moment, the Lone Ranger felt like he didn’t want to say anything and didn’t want to see anything.

A profound sense of powerlessness washed over him, making him feel that this world was just too fucked up.

Having subdued two powerful monsters with casual ease, Duan Fei turned to the Lone Ranger, who was still lamenting the unfairness of life. "Hey, Lone Ranger, why don’t you go find a place to subdue some monsters yourself? My two lady friends and I are going to look around and see if we can recruit more Ghosts or urban legends."

"Go on, don’t mind me. Hopefully you’ll die on the side of the road and your corpse will get devoured by wild dogs."

"You’re so aggressive today. Did you break up with your girlfriend?" Duan Fei asked, puzzled.

"I said, leave me alone!"

Watching Duan Fei leave with the two urban legends, the Lone Ranger, who had been single since birth, looked up at the night sky and shed tears of humiliation.

「At dawn.」

Duan Fei finally saw off the two reluctant urban legends and stretched with satisfaction.

Although the two urban legends weren’t afraid of sunlight, they were ladies, after all. Now that it was morning, they had to go back and get their beauty sleep.

A Ghost’s schedule was just that upside-down.

Although the time he had agreed upon with the Icefield Walker was four hours, now that he had powerful support from Lord Hasshaku and the Snow Woman, who cared about a four-hour limit?

Eliminating the Pseudo-men born from the Shadow was a long-term mission here. Duan Fei had managed to piggyback on the Lone Ranger’s mission, so he could complete it repeatedly to gain a large amount of experience.

The Ghosts of Love City weren’t all humanoid. Some were bizarre entities with no discernible shape, like blobs of flesh or walking arms.

These creatures, lacking even a human form, were unaffected by Duan Fei’s Talent. They would attack him on sight, only to be torn to shreds by Lord Hasshaku or the Snow Woman.

These types of beings weren’t worth many points, but every little bit added up. Exchanging them for experience was still enough for Duan Fei to gain a level.

Feeling like he’d done enough, Duan Fei was about to log off and rest when he saw a familiar figure.

Before he could even say hello, countless pink bubbles violently erupted from the person, flying toward the high tower like sea spray.

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