Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Holding the ID card, Cloud furrowed his brow, sensing that something was amiss. The person standing in front of him, who had
been awake all night, had a dull look in their eyes. While it was common for frequent late-night internet users to appear
somewhat lifeless, this individual seemed different.
“Do you want to recharge the card?” Cloud asked, raising his head.
Upon lifting his head, he found the person staring directly at him, causing Cloud to react with surprise. Frowning in annoyance,
he questioned, “What’s the matter?”
The man chuckled and replied, “Just recharge the card.”
He then handed him 25 dollars.
Cloud grabbed the money and counted it. He proceeded to issue a card and handed it over, pointing to a designated unit. “Unit
97, over there.”
The man continued to stare at Cloud as he accepted the card, he then walked strangely.
Cloud watched the man as he left.
What’s so odd about him?
Normal people walk steadily. However, the man in front of Cloud seemed to be limping...
Subconsciously, Cloud glanced down at his pocket which contained an amulet Lilly gave him. The man was so strange, it made
Cloud think that he was an abnormal person.
Clutching the amulet tightly in his hand, Cloud adjusted his sleeves to conceal it, feeling somewhat reassured.
Soon, another customer arrived, and Cloud collected the money as usual to recharge their card. However, when reached out in
the drawer to give him his change, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Two underworld banknotes lay quietly in the drawer, one of them being green with the inscription “Universal Use” on it.
Placing these two banknotes on top, they amounted to the 25 dollars he received!

Cloud carefully examined the change he had received earlier, confirming that it was indeed 25 dollars. Taking a deep breath, he
handed the change to the customer, swiftly closed the drawer, and glanced at the amulet in his hand.
It seemed that the presence of the amulet had helped him realize that he received two pieces of underworld bank notes. Without
it, he might not have noticed it at all.
While serving tea to another customer, Cloud observed the person using the computer at Unit 97. After the man sat down, he
played a horror movie, remaining quiet with only the top of his head visible.
Returning to the front desk, Cloud thought about the situation and decided that ignorance is bliss. As it was easy to see ghosts at
night, and it seemed normal for supernatural occurrences to happen in an internet cafe that was operating all night.
Cloud reminded himself about his mission.
He firmly believed that with Lilly’s talisman, he would be protected from monsters and malignant spirits. So, he continued
tracking the IP address as if nothing unusual had happened.
At Unit 97, the man sat in his seat with a vacant expression, his gaze unfocused as he stared at the computer screen.
Unseen by anyone, a ghost clung to his back, laughing and saying, “I’ve found him... I’ve found him!”
“He didn’t notice... hehe...”
“I’ve sent two ghost generals to kill Blake... Now, she’s about to lose two of her loved ones!”
The ghost never expected that the white-haired female ghost would be killed, considering they were both ghost generals.
However, Blake possessed some skills and visited haunted buildings often to capture and battle spirits, making him somewhat
like a practitioner.
“Cloud’s head...” The ghost hovered in the air, fixating its gaze on Cloud.
It wanted his head...
With an intense gaze, the ghost stealthily approached Cloud.
Though Cloud could not perceive its presence, he had a lingering feeling of being watched. He calmly scanned his surroundings
but found nothing out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, the ghost let out a chilling laugh, shrieking as it lunged toward Cloud!
“Boom!”
A radiant golden light illuminated the area.
The ghost was immediately repelled, crashing to the side and yelling in pain.
It stared at Cloud in astonishment.
“He possesses an amulet... It’s so powerful too!”
Realizing that it was useless to continue targeting Cloud, the ghost gave up, “I need to report this to the ghost general...”
As it spoke, the ghost retreated to the man.
The man removed his earphones and tiptoed away.
Cloud watched him leave. He still did not know if he was a human or a ghost.
It was dawn and Blake prepared to leave. He picked up the doll that guarded the door throughout the night.
“Good job,” Blake praised, “You’re more effective than the mythical creatures in warding off spirits.”
The doll was speechless.
I’ll tear you apart!
Blake turned the doorknob and prepared to step outside. However, as the door creaked open, he felt something amiss. He froze
and held his breath. Then, peered through the narrow opening.
Faint footsteps echoed in the corridor.
Soon, a pale man tiptoed instead of walking like a normal person.
His eyes remained fixed on him, staring straight ahead.
Blake’s heart tightened. This was no ordinary person. He watched the man pass by his door and attempted to close it quietly.

Just as he was about to shut the door, the man’s face suddenly turned towards him. Through the narrow gap, their eyes locked
onto each other!
Blake was taken aback.
What the hell!
He swiftly opened the door and pulled the man inside before he could react.
The doll in his hand ignored the situation and landed on the man’s head.
A scream echoed through the empty corridor.
Everything happened in less than half a second, and it was faster than lightning.
The man in Blake’s grasp collapsed to the ground with a thud, looking lifeless.
“Is he dead?”
Blake glanced at the doll. “What did you just devour?”
The doll remained silent, its dark eyes fixed on him.
Blake was dumbfounded.
Meanwhile, in another room, a black figure sat on the edge of a bed with his eyes closed.
He opened his eyes abruptly, furrowing his brow. “Strange, I could sense it a moment ago. Why did it disappear?”
The black figure was none other than a fragment of King Libra’s soul in the form of a human.
He had brought the white-headed female ghost to Lemon County and set her loose to conduct an investigation.
Simultaneously, he gathered local resources and enlisted a group of ghosts and spirits to find Cloud.
He was sure that Cloud was in Lemon County and intended to present Cloud’s severed head at the entrance of Crawford
Mansion.
However, after the white-headed female ghosts left to do their missions, their connection was abruptly severed.

He still had other ghosts working for him, but a resentful spirit had momentarily disrupted his sensory link.
“What’s going on?” the man in black clothing frowned.
Even if a ghost was captured or killed, he would still sense it as It would only take him a second to perceive the ghost’s
existence.
It was very unlikely for there to be a powerful practitioner capable of vanquishing a ghost within a second in such a small county.