Although She’s Only a Level 1 Noob, She’s Still Incredibly Powerful - Chapter 4 Part 2

Bai Qiuye looked at her panel and fell into deep thought.

[Work matter: bone washing.]

[Work progress: 1/2.]

You have learned about a new funeral custom, the funeral practitioner occupation skill has been updated:

[Bone Washing (Alienation Skill): Du Village possesses an unusual funeral custom in which the skin and flesh of the corpse are stripped off and the bones are washed with living water in the early morning hours of the day after the death, thus washing away the grievances and purifying the soul of the deceased so that it can rest in peace. Because the dead will suffer great pain when picking the bones, it is necessary to use corpse oil lamps to cover the breath of the living, so that the other party will think that it is a small ghost picking the bones, and will not be able to seek revenge.]

[Proficiency of Occupational Skill Bone Washing: 1580%]

[Occupational skill proficiency affects the success rate of the job. Failure of the job will trigger serious consequences.]

1580%?

Why does she have 1580% proficiency?

[Because you kept cycling through tasks and unknowingly increased your proficiency.]

System 09 explained.

Bai Qiuye: “Even this prompt has been updated.”

On the previous prompts, where the proficiency was, it showed “????”.

[I briefly connected to the lord god for some updates while they were entering the copy].

[You shouldn’t have enough time to listen my introduction right now.]

[If you make it out, you will find that the world has changed a lot.]

“After thirteen years, how could it not change a lot.” A smile spread across her face.

The despair of experiencing betrayal, being locked up in the same place again, repeating the same things over and over again, constantly coming back from the dead, and trying to change at every turn, only to return to the beginning no matter what, was something no one could ever experience.

As a pampered young lady, a college student who had only just entered the world, she had been tortured bit by bit by this hellhole.

System 09 had said several times that she had tended to be psychopathic, and heavily delusional.

Although she didn’t admit it and tried her best to save herself, deep down, she knew very well that if it wasn’t for the fact that she had been trying to see the face of the person in her dream clearly, a thought that supported her like the last piece of driftwood, she probably wouldn’t have really been able to hold on.

At this moment, the change in the task and the update of the system gave her a tangible sense of reality.

She became very excited, even more so than when she first met Mo Jie and the others.

Seeing her expression, Fu Yao was shocked and felt that Bai Qiuye’s smile was very creepy.

“She can still laugh in this situation, how abnormal!” Fu Yao couldn’t help but feel nervous, “Is she crazy?”

Fu Yao couldn’t help but take two steps back and bumped into the long table at the door of the small room.

Immediately after, she realized that everyone’s gazes filled with shock, fear, and stiffness fell behind her.

Was there something behind her?

Fu Yao did her best to look behind her with her afterglow, and she saw a cold, blood-stained hand resting on her shoulder.

“Help-” Her body jerked backward as the hand dragged her.

Mo Jie immediately reached out and grabbed her, his legs like nails on the ground, his body exerting force to pull Fu Yao out.

The offering table tumbled to the ground, the three bowls containing white rice made a thumping crunch, the ceramics splitting apart.

Fu Yao slumped on the ground, feeling confused after surviving the disaster.

The hairband man looked into the room in shock, “Zhong Ying’s body is gone.”

There were only traces of blood in the room, and Zhong Ying had turned dead and disappeared.

“She’s up there.” Bai Qiuye raised her hand and pointed upwards.

Zhong Ying still had a knife stuck in her body, her limbs were tied, her back was pressed against the beams of the room, and her long hair hung down blocking her face.

When was she dragged up there?

“It’s already one o’clock, we have to finish the bone washing before four in the morning, time is running out.” Mo Jie glanced at Zhong Ying hanging from the ceiling and lowered his voice, “Go first.”

This place was too evil, more things might happen if he stayed any longer.

He lowered his head and pulled Fu Yao up from the ground.

Fu Yao, as if suddenly awakened from a muddled situation, shrank her shoulder, “Ouch!”

“My shoulder-” Fu Yao pulled back her clothes in shock, revealing her shoulder, only to see a black handprint on it.

Bai Qiuye opened her own hand and compared it above that handprint.

The imprint was a little smaller than hers.

It was a woman’s.

The others also realized this and looked up in unison.

Could it be Zhong Ying’s?

As if Fu Yao had been struck by an evil spirit, she recklessly pushed Mo Jie away and rushed out of the house.

Bai Qiuye also vaguely sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly followed her with her lamp.

In a moment, the building was empty, with only Zhong Ying’s body left, hanging on the ceiling like a puppet.

[I’m afraid Zhong Ying has changed.]

In the live broadcast room, an incoherent pop-up flew across the screen, instantly dropping the temperature to freezing point.

Only viewers who had seen Zhong Ying’s perspective knew what had happened before.

After Zhong Ying entered the room, the incense stick she had lit burned partially, the ashes unexpectedly disappeared before falling.

It was as if it had been eaten away bit by bit.

[I’ve heard a saying that gods eat incense and ghosts eat ash. In this room, I’m afraid there are ghosts.]

[When Bai Qiuye came out, there was still incense ash on the rice. When she came in, there was probably no ghost in the room.]

[Tsk, this is fate!]

[No matter how you think about it, it’s more cost-effective for Zhong Ying to survive…]

[Bai Qiuye earned a lot, she got 850 survival coupons for nothing and remained alive.]

[850 survival coupons, how many years do I have to save up?]

[Zhong Ying insisted on switching places with her. I was afraid she knows something, but she turned out to be too smart for her own good.]

[I just checked, Zhong Ying’s older brother is Zhong Xuan who is ranked 207th overall. I guess her brother had some inside information and told her in advance.]

[No wonder she’s only level 22 and has so many survival coupons.]

[Her brother is Zhong Xuan? This person is super small-minded.]

[Bai Qiuye is screwed. Zhong Xuan will definitely get back at her.]

[But it’s a deal that she was willing to make, right?]

[Zhong Xuan wouldn’t care about that.]

Zhong Xuan would most likely think that the person who killed his sister was Bai Qiuye.

With his character, he would definitely not let it go.

Not only would he make Bai Qiuye spit out the 100 survival coupons, but he would also strip her clean of her skin and bones.

The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with sympathy for this level 1 noob who didn’t even have a camera on for a while.

They all ran out and chased after Fu Yao for a while and saw Fu Yao standing on the road with her back to them.

Mo Jie: “Fu Yao are you alright?”

Fu Yao turned back, a forced smile on her face, “I’m fine, I might have been startled just now.”

She didn’t know why, but after coming out of that room, she was in a bit of a trance.

Fu Yao turned her head, “I feel like someone is following us.”

The four of them turned back at the same time, behind them was the silent street, the shadows under the shade of the trees were completely dark, the houses in the distance were shadowed, and several small roads were blurred where they intersected with the main road. The buildings along the way looked like statues standing by the side of the road, numb and silent as they watched over the group of outsiders.

The hairband man said, “You’re too sensitive, don’t scare yourself.”

Fu Yao s voice trembled, “There really is someone.!”

She looked at Bai Qiuye with a supplicating gaze “Bai Qiuye, did you feel it?!”

Bai Qiuye lowered his voice and said, “Could it not be a person?”

Fu Yao, who was originally like a taut leather band, almost collapsed at the words, her body shaking.

The hairband man glared at Bai Qiuye, “What do you know, don’t talk nonsense, be careful of being entangled.”

Bai Qiye: “?”

Why did she feel that the hairband man was concerned about her.

Although the way the other person rolled his eyes while talking made her want to punch him in the nose.

The hairband man rolled his eyes and complained, “It wasn’t this far when we came here. Why can’t we get there?”

Fu Yao took a few steps and stopped again, touching the shoulder that was left with a handprint while saying, “There’s really someone behind us!”

She reached out to pull Bai Qiuye and Mo Jie, “You guys turn around and look!”

Bai Qiuye and Mo Jie were both pulled by Fu Yao, and the hairband man didn’t dare to continue running forward alone and was forced to stop.

Mo Jie’s face was grim as he asked Fu Yao to point it out, “Where is it?”

“Look guys, next to that house.” Fu Yao tremblingly pointed over there, “That thing is hidden there.”

Bai Qiuye looked over, only to see that the location Fu Yao was pointing to was a bungalow, and a short distance away from it, there was a house.

The passage between the two houses was very narrow, only about twenty centimeters. Unless the person standing inside was slender and stood on tiptoe with his chest out, it would be almost impossible to hide someone in that kind of place.

This kind of layout, is called the Heavenly Chopper. It was as if an axe had split a house in two, and living in it was prone to death.

Bai Qiuye recalled all the houses in the village.

But she couldn’t remember any of the two buildings that were similar and crowded together.

There were none.

They had appeared out of thin air.

Mo Jie asked, “Is it still there?”

“Didn’t you guys see it?” Fu Yao was a little hysterical, “It’s a woman, she’s poking her head out to look at us!”

Naturally the temperature in the copy was warm, after hearing her words, several people simultaneously shivered.

They couldn’t see the person Fu Yao was talking about, but they were able to visualize the complete picture through what she said.

In the crevice of the house, there was a woman with long hair up to her waist, her body squeezed into a weird position by the wall. Half of her face was exposed, and the moonlight shone on her face, her skin pale to the point of turning blue. A pair of squeezed pupils were looking at them, and slender arms reached out, trying to push her deformed body out.