Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Strong Enough to Take Down an S-Rank Dungeon, and You’re a Shop Assistant Here?

A short while later, a sallow, gaunt male ghost cautiously led a female ghost by the hand to the mall entrance.

The female ghost was fashionably dressed, with bright red lipstick and a pearl necklace around her neck.

"Xiaochun, why don’t we go somewhere else to buy clothes?"

"The clothes here... I’ve heard the quality isn’t very good."

The male ghost’s legs couldn’t help but go weak as he looked at the exquisitely decorated clothing stores in the Fierce Ghost Mall and tried to persuade her.

The prices here were far more expensive than in the small shops outside!

He had gotten drunk and bragged that he’d bring his girlfriend to the Fierce Ghost Mall to buy the most beautiful clothes as soon as he got paid.

But now that they were actually here, he was starting to regret it.

A single piece of clothing would probably cost him several months’ salary!

They had just spent several ghost coins on dinner at a restaurant, and he didn’t have much saved up.

"No way. You already promised. I want clothes from this mall."

"All my friends have them. If I don’t get one, I won’t be able to show my face in public!" the female ghost refused resentfully.

As the two ghosts were talking and walking, the female ghost spotted a store called Mengmeng Clothing.

She also knew that the stores on the first floor sold the cheapest clothes.

But among all the shops, this one was by far the cleanest. There wasn’t even a speck of dust at the entrance, as if someone had gotten on the ground and carefully wiped it clean with their sleeve.

Before the two ghosts could even enter the shop, a sales associate who was neatly and respectably dressed, with a pleasing appearance, came over to greet them.

He wore an extremely professional smile and had a friendly attitude.

But upon closer inspection, one could see that his smile was slightly stiff.

The countless tiny muscles in his face seemed to be frozen in that smiling expression, as if the face wasn’t his own.

"Welcome to Mengmeng Clothing. I’m your sales associate. How may I help you?"

Satisfied by his welcoming attitude, which made her feel right at home, the female ghost subconsciously walked into the store. She caught a faint floral scent in the air as she looked at the clothes hanging on the walls.

The sales associate by her side was still enthusiastically attending to her.

"These are some of our best-selling items. Please feel free to browse."

Soon, with the professional sales associate’s recommendation, the female ghost set her eyes on a bright red dress.

Not only that, but she also picked out a shirt for the male ghost beside her.

But the male ghost looked troubled. He glanced tremblingly at the prices—the two items cost over a hundred ghost coins. He only had enough money on him to buy the dress for his girlfriend.

"Honey, go try it on."

Hearing the female ghost’s encouragement, the male ghost’s expression was strained. He prepared to find a random excuse not to buy it.

He happened to feel that the store was a bit cold, so he used it as an excuse, "Forget it. This store is too cold, there’s no heating. I don’t want to try it on. Why don’t we just buy the dress and call it a day?"

"Hmm, it does seem a little cold," the female ghost said with a nod.

Hearing this, the sales associate immediately clapped his hands and shouted "Old Wang!" to someone outside.

Under the two ghosts’ dazed and confused gazes, an old man, his body blazing hot as fire, walked in holding a cane. His pupils were flaming red.

"So you’re the ones who think it’s cold?"

"This—"

The male ghost stammered, unable to get a word out.

His pupils contracted, his eyes wide with shock.

The aura of this spectral old man made him feel like he was facing a dungeon boss.

After all, he was a Resentful Spirit. He worked at a spectral fruit shop, and the owner was a ferocious Fierce Ghost that he was absolutely terrified of!

But this old man’s aura seemed even more malevolent than that of his Fierce Ghost boss!

’Could he be... a Crimson-robed Ghost?’

Before the male ghost could figure it out, the old man was standing right next to them!

In an instant!

A wave of heat surged forth!

Sweat immediately began to drip from the two ghosts’ foreheads. It was as if they were in the depths of a furnace, the heat unbearable!

This was countless times more effective than any heater!

"It’s not cold anymore, is it?" the sales associate asked with a smile.

"N-No... it’s not cold anymore..."

The male ghost forced himself to say.

’It’s not just "not cold" anymore, I feel like I’m about to be roasted alive.’

But no money was no money. He couldn’t afford it, and there was nothing he could do.

So the male ghost made another excuse: "I feel like the lighting in the store is a bit poor... My eyesight isn’t great, and it’s too dark for me to tell if the clothes are any good."

"The lighting is poor?" The sales associate seemed thoughtful, then immediately looked up at the ceiling. "Then let’s brighten it up a bit!"

After he said that, the male ghost’s eyes shot wide open!

He saw a slender spectral being actually walk out of a lamp! Her body was woven from light, with long, thin limbs and a featureless face. It was utterly bizarre!

BUZZ!

In the blink of an eye!

An intense light illuminated the entire store!

The male ghost felt as if he were staring directly into the sun; his eyes were about to go blind!

Two streams of tears flowed from his eyes!

Yet he didn’t dare make a sound, his back drenched in a cold sweat.

’Using a ghost to adjust the lighting?’

’This has to be a scam shop, right?’

’Where did they find so many terrifying ghosts?’

He had a gut feeling!

Compared to this light ghost, his own boss was like a mere ant!

But even so, the male ghost gritted his teeth and held on.

"My figure changes quickly. I might get fatter in a few days, and then I won’t be able to wear the clothes even if I buy them."

After saying this, he immediately sighed in relief.

’This time, I didn’t say anything bad about the store, but found a reason related to myself. The sales associate can’t do anything about this, right?’

Unexpectedly, the sales associate nodded as if it were a matter of course. "I understand."

The male ghost was on the verge of a breakdown when he heard this!

’What the hell did he understand?!’

The sales associate walked out.

A few seconds later, when he returned, a troop of plastic mannequins followed behind him.

The lifeless mannequins were now walking as if they were living people.

Their eyes were all uniformly cold.

It created an extremely strong uncanny valley effect.

Anyone who saw them couldn’t help but feel their skin crawl.

In the blink of an eye, countless plastic mannequins were standing before the two ghosts.

Outside the door, an endless line of them was queued up.

"We have many mannequins here. You can compare them to your figure after you’ve gained weight."

"If you really can’t wear it, we also have larger sizes," the sales associate added with the same smile.

The male ghost’s expression was dazed as he took in the scene.

His mouth hung wide open, but no sound came out.

A drop of cold sweat trickled down the side of his face, but it evaporated from the intense heat before it could even hit the ground.

Just then, he heard the sales associate say, "If you’re really unwilling to try it on..."

"...I can help you."

As he said this, to the male ghost’s horror, the sales associate gently slid his fingers across his face.

In an instant!

A mask of skin appeared in the sales associate’s hand.

That face was identical to his own!

When the sales associate placed the stolen face over his own, in the space of a breath, he transformed into an exact replica of the male ghost!

Even his body type, height, and aura—everything was the same!

The only difference was that his face was still frozen in that terrified, stiff expression.

Silence.

The scene fell into a deathly stillness!

The spectral old man blazed with searing heat, the light ghost shone like a sun bestowing salvation upon all, an endless line of plastic mannequins waited to be chosen, and the bizarrely powerful sales associate was asking if he had any other requests...

The two ghosts trembled uncontrollably.

They didn’t even dare to breathe!

Their hearts were pounding in their throats!

’This is the Fierce Ghost Mall?’

’Even the stores on the first floor have so many terrifying ghosts?’

’What about the upper floors?’

’Could they possibly be even more outrageous than this?’

The male ghost’s composure completely shattered!

’Are they messing with me?’

’I just wanted to save a little face and not buy the clothes, that’s all!’

’Did you really have to take turns coming at me like this?’

’This bunch of ghosts... they have to be Crimson-robed Ghosts at the very least, right?’

’With this kind of power, why would they bother being sales associates in a tiny little clothing store?’

’They’re strong enough to clear out all the S-rank dungeons in the area!’