Ghost Matchmaking: Ghost Emperor Husband and Campus Queen Wife

Meanwhile.

Hearing about the tragic plight of the Dragon Country people in the Reincarnation Hospital, the audience from the Great Cold Country couldn’t help but gloat.

Ever since they saw Yun Zhenyue reaping enormous profits in the Reincarnation Hospital, most of them had been scowling nonstop.

Their hearts were filled with frustration!

Now, they finally had an outlet to vent.

[Just as expected. No matter where they are, the Dragon Country people are no match for the Great Cold Country!]

[So you can help one person. Can you help a whole group?]

[Haha, dream on. Does that Dragon Country woman think this is the Blood Moon Restaurant? Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you completed a couple of tasks. No one’s going to coddle you in the Reincarnation Hospital!]

[Unless she takes out those million Ghost Coins and gives some to our Great Cold Country players. For the sake of the Ghost Coins, our players might reward them with some leftover bones.]

[Hmph. They should’ve done that ages ago!]

...

Elsewhere.

In the Reincarnation Hospital’s temporary medical waste storage room.

The room, less than ten square meters, was cramped and damp. All sorts of medical waste were stored neatly, and the stench of disinfectant mixed with a musty odor, congealing into a thick, sticky presence in the air.

A group of gaunt Dragon Country people were gathered here.

There were about thirteen or fourteen of them.

Men and women, young and old.

Some squatted while others sat, packing the room so tightly there was no way through.

But their faces showed no trace of joy.

Numbness, anger, confusion, despair...

The oldest among them was a woman over fifty.

And the youngest, a little girl in a faded white dress, looked to be only twelve or thirteen.

It was clear that the people around her were taking care of her.

Yet, the girl was still malnourished, her cheeks swollen and her skin dry.

This temporary medical waste storage room was their meeting hall.

Since there were still anomalous patients in the hospital at this hour, it was safer to stay here.

But late at night, when the hospital was empty, they would use the cover of darkness to find rest in the most hidden corners of the hospital.

Places like restrooms, stairwells, and waiting room chairs.

Like parasites latched onto the hospital itself.

Just barely clinging to life, all for the sake of survival.

"RUMBLE~"

Just then, a sound rumbled from the little girl’s stomach.

She was so hungry she felt dizzy. Her lips were colorless, and all she could do was press a hand against her empty belly.

Not only that, her constitution was extremely poor. She had been shivering with cold for days, and her body temperature was abnormally high. She clearly had a fever, but she couldn’t get any treatment.

"Ranran, just hang in there a little longer. Mr. Sun will be back with food soon..." a woman in her early thirties soothed her in a low voice. "And there’s your Miss Shangguan. She said she’d find something good to eat, and she’s a woman who always keeps her promises."

"I’m okay... I’m not hungry. I already drank several bowls of cold water today." The little girl shook her head, forcing a pale smile.

But that smile was truly heartbreaking to see.

Hearing this, everyone around felt a pang in their hearts.

Ever since the Great Cold Country players took control of the cafeteria, their food sources had been cut off.

They had been living like rats for several months now.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before someone truly starved to death.

An atmosphere of despair settled over the group.

CREAK~

Just then, the door opened.

A middle-aged man in a gray work uniform walked in.

Upon seeing him, everyone present looked up with anticipation.

But then, the man heaved a deep sigh, his eyes heavy with exhaustion, and held up his empty hands.

"Mr. Sun, still no supplies today?" a woman with crippled legs asked in despair.

In their group, Shangguan Mu was the absolute leader.

And Mr. Sun, as a logistics employee at the Reincarnation Hospital, was often able to skim some extras, which he converted into necessary living supplies.

The medicine, food, and clean drinking water they needed...

a large portion of it was brought by Mr. Sun.

He was effectively the group’s second-in-command.

"There was nothing I could do. I was reported by that Great Cold Country player again today."

"He’s watching me every day now. I just can’t get any supplies with him monitoring me. I’m sorry—"

Mr. Sun’s face was filled with apology and distress.

That was an understatement. Recently, a player from the Great Cold Country had also infiltrated the logistics department and was deliberately watching him. The moment he made the slightest move, they would report him directly to his superior.

His anomalous superior was already somewhat displeased with him.

That Great Cold Country person was even bribing the superior, trying to get him fired so they could slot in another person from their own country.

Hearing this, the Dragon Country people present all fell silent.

You have to understand, the ones who chose to stay in the Reincarnation Hospital were either too timid or physically injured.

Without Mr. Sun’s stable supply of provisions, how were these old, weak, sick, and disabled people supposed to survive?

They had truly reached the end of their rope.

"Dammit, I’m gonna fight those bastards from the Great Cold Country!" a young man clutching his side snarled resentfully.

Hearing this, Mr. Sun gave a bitter smile. "Fight them with what?"

"The Great Cold Country has over thirty players, and most of them are healthy adult men."

"What’s more, their leader is now the lover of a doctor from the obstetrics and gynecology department, and he’s managed to get many Great Cold Country people positions in the hospital."

"If we try to take them on with our current strength, it’s basically suicide."

The young man clutching his side looked humiliated upon hearing this.

The leader of the Great Cold Country group was a man in his thirties.

It was said that he was a fitness coach in the real world.

Somehow, he had hooked up with the attending physician of the OB/GYN department—an old female anomaly nearly sixty years old. The two were thick as thieves, and as a result, the people from the Great Cold Country benefited greatly.

He had made one critical remark because he couldn’t stand it, and the Great Cold Country people had cut out one of his kidneys for it.

If Mr. Sun hadn’t intervened, he probably would have lost both of them!

"So, you’re saying our only hope now is Miss Shangguan?" someone else asked grimly.

"That’s all we can do. If she can find those items and become an official doctor, maybe we’ll still have a chance..." Mr. Sun said bitterly, his words sounding like he was trying to deceive even himself.

They knew Shangguan Mu’s goal.

But it had already been three years!

And they still hadn’t seen the slightest chance of success!

The locations of those three items were all far too dangerous!

No one held out any hope.

...

Just as the Dragon Country people were hanging their heads and the atmosphere had fallen deathly silent...

BANG!

The door to the medical waste storage room was suddenly thrown open!

Before the group’s shocked and bewildered eyes, a group of terrifying anomalies stood in the doorway.

The one in the lead was a subordinate anomaly of the deputy director of the HR department.

He was carefully observing the scene inside the room, frowning from time to time.

His cold gaze swept over the terrified crowd.

Seeing this, Mr. Sun’s back was instantly drenched in a cold sweat!

’How did these anomalies find them?’

"Sir, I’m Little Sun from the logistics department... Could we perhaps have a word in private?"

Mr. Sun took out the last Ghost Coin he had in his pocket, a 5-denomination bill.

This Ghost Coin was the money he had been saving for Ranran’s treatment.

But just as he cautiously put on a fawning smile, the anomaly shot him a cold glance and then waved his hand. "It’s them."

"Take them all away. Leave no one behind!"