As long as you have the courage, fierce ghosts go on maternity leave.

Bang!

With a hefty kick to the face, there was no turning back. Even if that bead was powerful, it couldn’t protect Charles forever.

Crack!

The bead shattered, and Tony mercilessly beheaded Charles without any hesitation. Charles was not a ghost that could regenerate. Once he received an attack imbued with ghost energy, he couldn’t recover and was dead beyond death.

However, Alexander looked serious and urged, "You all should leave quickly!"

"What’s wrong?" Seeing Alexander’s unusual expression, Tony couldn’t help but ask.

"That bead, it’s a Yin bead! It’s separated from a Ghost bead, used by the Ghost Lord to delegate his duties in the dungeon. When the Yin bead shatters, the Ghost Lord will receive the message and will be here soon!"

"The Ghost Lord behind the Haunted Restaurant?" Everyone’s face changed. They obviously knew how powerful the adversary was.

Tony was even more anxious and said, "Why don’t you come with us? At worst, I can gather thirty thousand members of the Ghost Guild and fight with him!"

"Fight what?" Alexander rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Just get out of here! I naturally have a way to absolve myself. But you’re the one who’s going to help me conquer the world. If you die here, who am I going to ask for my world?"

"Alright, Brother Alexander, you’ve never deceived me, and I believe you won’t this time either! Stay alive, and wait for me to conquer all the territories of Ghost Street for you!"

Tony stepped forward, hugged Alexander tightly, and pounded him on the back. "Brothers, follow me!" he said, wiping his somewhat moist eyes, and turned to leave.

"Tony!" Alexander couldn’t help but call out. Tony stopped in his tracks without turning around, perhaps afraid that Alexander would see his tear-stained face.

Thousands of words converged in his throat, but in the end, Alexander only spat out two words, "Take care!"

Tony waved his hand, his voice shaking with suppressed emotion, "Hurry up and get back to preparing! Don’t die! If you die, then my life will have no meaning."

"Big Brother Alexander!" Tony’s followers bowed deeply to Alexander, "Take care!"

The little brothers of the Ghost Guild eventually left.

Alexander felt somewhat desolate. He dragged Charles’ corpse back into the yard and braced himself to use ghost techniques.

Without Charles, he couldn’t amass one hundred thousand ghost coins in a short time. If he was expecting the Ghost Guild to help him collect this sum, it would probably be too late.

Alexander naturally couldn’t treat such a good person unfairly. After calming down, he decisively transformed into a super-large lobster.

It wasn’t a whopping 1.8 meters long, but it definitely exceeded one meter.

Without time to deal with it, Alexander happily stored the lobster in his inventory, ready to go to the restaurant.

After all, his neighbors were there.

Although they didn’t have as strong a bond as he did with Tony, they still had a harmonious and friendly relationship.

"Sister Headless Ghost, Heart-Eating Ghost, how’s your meal?" He approached them and asked with a smile.

"Alexander, that’s not fair! Forget your friends at the sight of beauty? You only asked the two beautiful ladies, why didn’t you ask me?" Drowned Ghost joked.

"Yeah, yeah, I’m not happy either!" Electrocuted Ghost chimed in.

Just as Alexander was about to retort, a booming sound from far to near suddenly rang in everyone’s ears.

Immediately, all the evil ghosts’ faces changed dramatically.

Alexander looked up and was shocked.

At the far end of the street, a magnificent, silver-grey sports car was speeding towards them.

A car!

In the day and a half he had spent at the restaurant, this was the first time he saw a car. He had thought that cars were only found in specific instances in the horror world. But not only was there one, it was such a glamorous supercar.

Vroom...

The distinctive low-pitched sound of the supercar grew closer and closer, and finally, with a dazzling drift, it stopped steadily in front of the restaurant.

The car doors spread out like angel wings.

Then, two boys with snow-white skin, two blushes on their cheeks, dressed in black clothes and trousers, floated down from the car, hovering in mid-air.

Unlike the evil ghosts like the Headless Ghost, no matter how white their skin or how terrifying their appearance, they still gave a sense of being ’real’ ghosts.

But these two boys in front of them were clearly... two paper men used in tombs!

The boys hovered in the air without expression, waving their little hands, and wads of paper money floated up, scattering everywhere in the blink of an eye.

This was the Horror World! Paper money here was equivalent to beef, even a small denomination in US dollars. Who has ever seen someone scattering thousands and tens of thousands of dollars as soon as they get out of the car?

Everyone’s eyes widened.

A black boot extended from the backseat of the car, followed by a handsome man in sunglasses, wearing boots, trousers, a white shirt, white gloves, and a long, slim, black tailcoat walked out of the car.

Showing off! This guy was such a show-off!

Drawing from so many dramas and films just to make such a grand entrance, he was nothing short of a narcissist! Alexander was complaining in his heart, but looking at the attitudes of the others, he was taken aback.

The Headless Ghost, Heart-Eater, Electrocuted Ghost, and Drowned Ghost, who had been fearless and rampaging in Ghost Street just now, all stood up at this moment, bent over and bowed respectfully to the man, "We pay our respects to the Ghost Monarch!"

Ghost Monarch! Monarch level!

Alexander’s heart gave a thump. This was a terrifying existence second only to the Blood Queen! No wonder even the original inhabitants of the Ghost Apartment dared not act rashly!

Could this be the Ghost Lord of the restaurant?

Sure enough, seeing Alexander in a daze, the Headless Ghost hurriedly tugged at his clothes and whispered, "Pay your respects quickly, this is Edward, the Ghost Monarch, who lives on the seventeenth floor of the apartment!"

Ghost Monarch Edward, and also a resident of the apartment!

Alexander had thought that at most it would be a King level, and with these neighbors covering for him, although he still couldn’t provoke them, at least he could save his life. Now it seemed... he would have to rely on himself!

Edward did not seem to mind Alexander’s stupor. He nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping lightly over everyone before finally settling on Alexander. His eyes landed on the work badge on Alexander’s chest.

"Interesting, a chosen one, who managed to become an assistant manager in just over a day. My manager, the hardworking and selfless Mr. Charles, do you know... how he died?"

The question took everyone by surprise. The Headless Ghost and the others were all apprehensive, worried that Alexander might say something wrong. They were even starting to contemplate risking asking for leniency.

After all, Edward’s attitude showed clear suspicion.

Alexander had just become the assistant manager, and then the manager died. So, he was the prime suspect!

However, to everyone’s surprise, Alexander’s face instantly turned extremely aggrieved, and he howled, "You... You’re the Ghost Lord? Ghost Lord, Manager Charles’s death was too brutal! You must... you must take revenge for him!"

"What exactly happened? Who killed Manager Charles?"

Edward’s face darkened.

It was normal for people or ghosts to fight and kill on Ghost Street, but torture... was that a sign of disrespect to him?

A terrifying atmosphere permeated the entire restaurant. In mid-air, clusters of ice crystals gathered, falling down like snowflakes.

So terrifying!

Alexander’s heart was beating wildly, and his brain began to work rapidly.

Whether he could survive or not depended on his ability to spin a story. If done right, not only could he survive, but he might also gain considerable benefits!