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Chapter 128 Aren't These Two Supposed to Be Enemies.

Bang! Suddenly, a cupboard in the room flew open, and out stepped a ghostly figure: a woman with disheveled hair, a pale face, wearing a tattered bridal gown, and clutching a ragged doll.

As soon as the ghost appeared, the room erupted into chaos. The few jumped around, trying to escape.

"Ahhh! Oh, sh*t! It's a ghost!" "Mommy, I'm scared! Mommy! Sob..." "F*ck! Stay away from me! My legs are jelly now. Don't cnear mel" "Ahhhh!" Milly covered her ears. How did five people manage to sound like a crowd of fifty? Despite Milly not saying a word, Jonathan and Oliver somehow zeroed in on her location and latched onto her, as if they had a built-in GPS.

Just like earlier, each took an arm while Michelle clung to her waist.

Milly sighed, exasperated.

Are they really that scared? She tried to follow the ghost's movements, looking for any clues on its body. But as soon as she moved, the three cowards clinging to her began wailing again.

"Mommy, don't leave me! I'm scared!" "Milly. I'm your brother! If I die, you'll lose a brother!" "Ms. Milly, if you abandon me, you're heartless and a heartbreaker! Who else would be such a loyal and amazing lackey for you?" Milly sighed deeply.

In just half a day, she had gained a daughter, a brother, and a loyal lackey.

She tried to reason with them helplessly. "I'm just going to see if the ghost has any clues. Since she's out now, we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will be too scared to complete the tasks and find the clues, That's actually an excuse.

The truth is, I can't breathe with these three clinging towhile the ghost is out.

But as soon as she finished, they gave her stern warnings.

"No, no, no! Don't go near it! It's a ghost!" "Yeah, what if it cats you? Ghosts eat people, right?" Chapter 128 Aren't These Two Supposed to Be Enemies Milly sighed again, utterly speechless. "Isn't it possible that there aren't any real ghosts, and this is just ar actor playing a part?" Oliver, still trembling, said, "I know, but it's still scary. And what if a real ghost sneaks in with the fake ones?" Jonathan chimed in, “Yeah! I read a where someone cultivated a third eye and could see real ghosts!" Milly couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Is this really their level of intelligence? I can understand Oliver's mentality since he's pretty dumb, but Jonathan too? It's baffling.

No wonder these two are always at each other's throats.

"Didn't you ever study dialectical materialism? The essence of the world is material; the mind is merely a product and reflection of matter.

"In other words, the fundamental components of the world are material. The forms and processes of matter are the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the physiological response of the objective world in our brains, a reaction from organic matter to material.

"So, in summary: Matter is the only entity that truly exists. Simply put, there are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just figments of your imagination. Got it?" The three cowards uttered hesitantly, "Got it, but not completely." Oliver, trembling and clinging to Milly's arm, admitted honestly, "Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don't believe it. I'm still scared, sob." He tightened his grip on her.

Milly tried to free her arm but couldn't, so she said helplessly, "Oliver, if you're going to hold on, don't tear my sleeve! It's about to coll! "And you, Jonathan, stop pulling on my sleeve too." A trip to the haunted house, and I might lose a shirt.

Jonathan sniffled, still not opening his eyes. "At a tlike this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I'll buy you a truckload of clothes!" Milly looked at him, dumbfound Suddenly, as if hearing the commotion, the ghost actually started moving towards them.

Milly quickly focused on the doll in the ghost's hands, examining its shape and details.

"Are you really... Oliver?" The ghost's voice, altered by a voice changer, sounded eerie.

Oliver shivered, almost collapsing to the floor. "Oh. sh*t I'm not. lady! Y-You stay away from me!" Chapter 128 Aren't These Two Supposed to Be Enemies

The ghost seemed delighted by his reaction, twirling in place. "Ahhh I'm a fan of yours! (really, really like you. I can't believe I get to see you in person today." The excited voice through the voice changer only made it sound more terrifying.

Oliver was so scáred he started crying. "No, please don't like me. I'm not that great. I snore, grind my teeth, love apdieathal and eat a lot. You should like Jonathan. He's perfect for you-handsand kind. Go to him, go to him!" Jonathan, who had been relieved the ghost wasn't interested in him, nearly exploded at Oliver's words.

"H-Hey... I'm not great either. I suck at games and I'm ugly. You should like Oliver. He's the best-kind-hearted, handsome, and generous!" "No, bro, you're too modest. You're the most handsguy in the world! Not only are you a great actor, but you're also so talented." "No, no, you're flattering me. You're the real deal, charming everyone, young and old." "No, you're the handsone." "No, you are!" The ghost was stunned. Aren't these two supposed to be enemies? Why are they suddenly praising each other? Milly noticed something and squinted. "Excuse me. Can I take a look at that doll you're holding?" "Sure." The ghost obediently handed it over.

Milly's arms were still being held, so she leaned in to examine the doll t was an ordinary cloth doll, deliberately stained with red dye to look dirty and scary. Suddenly, the doll emitted a sharp, piercing laugh and began to wriggle uncontrollably.

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