Online Game: Crazy Skeleton-Chapter 1742 - 1506: Special Ghost Order (Two-in-One)_2

"Tsk, you’re underestimating this Ghost Tablet. With it, destroying a territory is extremely easy!"

Zhang Meng, backed by the Ghost Tablet, spoke assertively, "Today, I’ll open your eyes and let you witness the power of the Ghost Tablet!"

With that said, Zhang Meng took out this rare Ghost Tablet and activated it without hesitation.

"Swish!"

A hundred thousand ghost troops instantly appeared around them, providing Zhang Meng with considerable backing. He smugly said, "See that? These are enhanced ghost soldiers, far exceeding the strength of any level 40 regular monsters!"

"Are you out of your mind? Put them away quickly! What if we’re discovered?"

Han Siying was startled, not expecting Zhang Meng to be so reckless. To show off, he wasted a precious summoning opportunity, making it impossible to launch a surprise attack!

"Why fret? Didn’t you say that poor kid Su Ran couldn’t get into the game? There are no other players here, so there’s nothing to worry about!"

"Su Ran might not be here, but Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained might be. If they see it, we’ll be in big trouble!"

Han Siying was so furious she wanted to slap Zhang Meng. This person seemed sensible on usual days, but why did he falter at crucial moments? It was maddening! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Haha, seeing you so inexperienced puts my mind at ease. These ghost soldiers have a minute of invisibility, so even if Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained were right in front, they wouldn’t be able to spot my ghost army!"

Zhang Meng chuckled, "Besides, I’m counting on them to evolve into two ghost generals!"

"Ghost generals? How does that work?"

On hearing about the invisibility ability of the ghost soldiers, Han Siying finally relaxed. She was somewhat amazed by what Zhang Meng said, unexpected to find many mysteries within the Ghost Tablet, and she quickly asked, "The ghost soldiers summoned by the Ghost Tablet can evolve?"

"Could I lie to you? Out of these hundred thousand ghost soldiers, there’s a certain chance for 2-5 to evolve into ghost generals, with strength comparable to a level 50 silver BOSS! Not to mention the commanding ability, making them extremely useful!"

Zhang Meng said with a semi-smile, "Shuxin beauty, that’s my trump card. It’s only for you; I wouldn’t tell anyone else!"

"Then... how long can these ghost soldiers exist?"

Han Siying’s interest was immediately piqued; her eyes lit up, completely drawn in.

"Everything about them is good except that they’re quite costly. As long as you have money, you can keep the ghost soldiers for as long as you want!"

To showcase himself before Han Siying, Zhang Meng had already gone all out, exchanging nearly three hundred thousand gold coins, allowing the Ghost Tablet to squander freely, estimating it could last quite a while.

The cost of showing off was a large sum of money. Thinking about it made Zhang Meng palpitate, but seeing Han Siying’s surprised, envious expression secretly pleased him. Regret now, huh?

Serves them right; it’s too late already!

"Got it."

After learning the attributes of the Ghost Tablet, Han Siying regained her cool demeanor, "Time is of the essence. We need to organize our personnel quickly."

After speaking, she opened the chat box, sent several messages, and then her expression relaxed somewhat, "Su Ran has already arrived at the People’s Hospital of JM City; it seems his condition has worsened. That’s quite some good news."

"Hahaha, it’s better if he’s dead. An ownerless territory won’t stand a chance against my Ghost Clan army!"

Zhang Meng grew more excited as he spoke, eager to rush over and seize the territory. Then, the name Crane That Doesn’t Dance would once again echo across the entire God-Demon Continent!

"Shuxin beauty, when will your allied forces arrive? They’re taking too long! Hurry up and ask; if they don’t come, I’ll take action myself. If we actually seize the territory, it won’t be something a few million can solve!"

At this moment, Zhang Meng couldn’t wait any longer. The expenditure was too harsh, and the continuously decreasing numbers pained him. The system surely wouldn’t let players gain benefits for nothing; some price had to be paid, right?

"What’s the rush!"

Han Siying felt a sudden unexplainable irritation sprout in her heart. Just as she was about to say something, a friend’s notification sounded, bringing thirteen characters: "Plan has changed, wait for the God Race to act, win amidst chaos!"

(To those counting characters, go stand in the corner.)

"Crane That Doesn’t Dance, the reinforcements can’t come; put away your ghost soldiers and go about your own business. I’ll contact you another day."

Han Siying was displeased. Her prepared attack strategy had become mere paper talk; there was no choice. Without reinforcements, attacking the territory would become a joke...

Her father’s move didn’t consider her feelings at all, but she was long used to it.

"Crap, are you messing with me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Meng immediately refused to agree, angrily saying, "I don’t have time to play with you here. Next time, find someone else you prefer; don’t bother me anymore!"

"This is my father’s idea. Offend him if you wish."

Han Siying was indifferent, patiently explaining, "Father wants us to act on the day the God Race attacks. Your Ghost Tablet should be reserved as the final trump card to take down the territory in one go!"

"Uncle’s way is more sensible. Since we know the God Race plans to lead an attack, and if you act early, seize the territory but can’t keep it warm before the God Race NPCs snatch it away, then you’ll be crying!"

Zhang Meng’s attitude instantly shifted after hearing it was Han Siying’s father’s order. His initial anger dissipated just as quickly as it rose. Analyzing from Han Father’s perspective, he couldn’t help but admit it made some sense.

"To tell you the truth, this mountain has the Instant Movement ability. It should be the Demonic Treasure Mountain that disappeared from the Demon World. It must be Su Ran’s trickery. No, he doesn’t have that much power. It should be Spilt Water Can’t Be Regained’s doing. Not only that, he also moved the entire Sinister Grave Ridge here. What an impressive ability!"

Han Siying shared her speculation, "I initially planned to move the mountain away directly after seizing the territory. Even if the God Race NPCs attacked, they wouldn’t find where the territory was. Unfortunately, plans change quickly; everything now is up to my father’s decision."

"So there’s another layer of reason behind all this; regardless, this territory should be the ultimate prize. I don’t know what stroke of luck that consumptive patient has to own such a territory, even leveling it to six!"

Zhang Meng spat on the ground to express his discontent, "Eat as much as you can swallow; eating too much might choke you!"

"Listen to yourself sounding so sour. If you’re capable, why don’t you get yourself a level-six territory?"

Han Siying seemed to remember something, quickly reminding, "Those ghost soldiers’ invisibility has long worn off. Hurry and put them away!"

"Oh crap, nearly forgot!"

Zhang Meng, overexcited, forgot about this matter in his expressions of sentiment, immediately retracting the ghost army back into the Ghost Tablet, and mourned for those wasted gold coins for a few seconds.

The two didn’t chat much further, both leaving one after the other, with only they knowing what they went to do.

Throughout the process, they didn’t notice the black-robed figure halfway up the mountain. By the time Su Ran found them, they had already walked far away, preventing him from recognizing who they were.

"Brother, how did it go? Does this group intend to attack the city?"

Seeing Su Ran teleport back to the territory, Banana hurried over, excitedly asking, "There seemed to be quite a number of them; it should be a grand battle soon!"

"Banana, I’m telling you, you really ought to get some glasses. That assembled force just now wasn’t actually a player faction. Get ready; it’ll definitely give you a chance to fight to your heart’s content!"

Seeing Banana’s excitement, Su Ran knew the kid had violence etched into his bones. But that’s normal; after all, killing often brings out a man’s true colors!

"Ah, the way you describe it, Brother, I’m getting a bit excited. It’s been so long since the Golden Crossbow saw any action, it should see some blood again!"

Banana couldn’t resist taking out the Golden Crossbow, posing as if he’s ready to shoot a great eagle, and it actually looked quite authentic.

"And you have the nerve to say that, always digging graves, do you even remember you’re a bowman?"

"What’s wrong with grave digging? It doesn’t conflict with my profession. Brother, you were right; grave digging does indeed dig out treasures!"

"What kind of treasure?"