The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 142

When the players saw that Qing Li’s master was Zhan Qinghe, they were all dumbfounded.

After all, the scruffy, disheveled man in front of them hardly seemed like a high-level Taoist master!

But… perhaps one should not judge a book by its cover!

After all, their Qing Li boss was also so plain and unremarkable (earthy).

Zhan Qinghe did not miss the doubtful looks from other players. With a cigarette in his mouth, two streams of smoke billowing from his nostrils, and his hands tucked into the pockets of his big cotton jacket, he dawdled for quite a while. Feeling he had put on enough of an act, he slowly began to speak: “Since its establishment, our Taoist temple has adhered to two main principles, which all of you should listen to carefully.”

The players curiously asked, “What principles?”

Why did they feel that these “principles” were something Zhan Qinghe made up?

After all, the Qing Li boss did not seem like a person with principles!

Zhan Qinghe’s mouth twisted into a sly smile, revealing a cunning grin. He said, “The two major principles of our Taoist temple: one is lack of virtue, and the other is lack of talent.”

Hearing these two “principles,” everyone fell silent.

However, what Zhan Qinghe said next left them all dumbfounded…

“Arli’s Taoist name is ‘Wu De (Lack of Virtue)’, so now all that’s left is ‘Wu Cai (Lack of Talent)’. If you want to join the Taoist temple, you need to hand over all your money, not hiding a single cent.”

He stretched out his hand, his face practically spelling out “hand over the money quickly.”

The players: “……”

So ‘Lack of Talent’ meant ‘No Wealth’!

This pun on words came with a hefty price!

At this moment, Qing Li silently appeared behind Zhan Qinghe. Regarding the matter of shamelessness, she really hadn’t inherited the essence from her master.

“Sorry, pause for a moment to clean up the doorstep.”

Qing Li emotionlessly lifted Zhan Qinghe by the collar of his cotton jacket and left.

After a while…

Beautiful national quintessence music came from the distance.

When Zhan Qinghe returned, his face was swollen like a pig’s head.

He shakily took out a wrinkled cigarette from his pocket, and after lighting it, took a deep drag.

The grayish smoke from his mouth blurred the bruises on his face.

His hoarse voice, filled with vicissitudes and sadness, he smiled while crying: “From today onwards, our Taoist temple will only adhere to one major principle – respect for the teacher and valuing the way.”

After the players finished filling out the forms, Qing Li asked them to assist Jin Chen in wrapping up.

To lead so many survivors off the deserted island, orderly arrangements were needed.

The island’s coast had several boats used by the breeding farm to transport ingredients.

Originally vessels leading to death, they now carried them towards a new life.

Jin Chen organized the survivors into groups: children, able-bodied youths, the elderly, and those who had been modified.

The children were arranged to leave first, for they were the hope.

“We need to move everyone quickly before the Gluttonous Lord notices,” Jin Chen said with a grave expression.

This breeding farm was part of the Tenth Forbidden Area, the City of Gluttony.

Among the ten forbidden areas, the City of Gluttony harbored the most hostility towards humans. Therefore, they built the largest human breeding farm in the horror world, specifically for ghosts to feed on… torture… and slaughter!

Qing Li gave Jin Chen the address of Qingshan Medical College, advising him to settle the survivors there first. After all, the school with its dormitories and canteen was most suitable, and it was also close to the Golden Island Hotel and the Eastern Suburbs Hospital.

“For those who are sick or injured, you can take them to the Eastern Suburbs Hospital for treatment,” Qing Li said, but she didn’t mention anything about medical expenses.

However, Jin Chen widened his eyes in shock: “We’ve just managed to rescue everyone, why are you sending them to their deaths?”

Qing Li: (???#)

The ship started, and thick black smoke stained the azure sky with dense ink.

The survivors on the deck watched the deserted island fading away, unable to recover from the shock for a long time…

Qi Yuan wiped the moist corners of her eyes and softly said, “Goodbye, Little Xue!”

The sea breeze, warm as the sun, gently swept by, no longer carrying the scent of blood…

After all the humans from the breeding farm were safely evacuated, the lifeless island suddenly became shrouded in dark clouds.

“Who is it?”

“Who did this?”

A ghostly face, larger than the island itself, loomed over the breeding farm from the sky. The face, enraged, let out a roar, causing the calm sea to surge with waves.

Meanwhile, the instigator, Qing Li, had already returned to Qingshan Medical College.

“Dear students, your principal is back!”

Qing Li enthusiastically spoke to the empty, ghost-free entrance of the school.

“Strange, why isn’t there a single ghost?” Qing Li muttered quietly.

When she was here on a mission, the school was filled with ghosts, and the students were very enthusiastic.

System: “You’re still as clueless as ever!”

Not even considering the misdeeds she had committed at the school!

Qing Li rolled her eyes: “A whistle comes from afar.”

System: (`?´)

The former ghost school was now eerily silent.

Previously, Xia Yao conducted a brutal sacrifice using the lives of the entire school’s teachers and students. After everyone in the school died, she controlled their souls, preventing them from leaving.

Now that Xia Yao was dead, the ghosts trapped in Qingshan Medical College also left one after another.

After all, what they feared more was Qing Li returning one day to catch them and use them as free labor!

When Zhan Qinghe learned that Qing Li had become the principal of a university in the horror world, his face showed shock as if he had seen the end of the world, a cosmic explosion, and the annihilation of heaven and earth.

“Letting an illiterate who never went to kindergarten be a principal, I predict, the horror world is doomed.”

Qing Li formed a hand gesture, smilingly looking at Zhan Qinghe: “Whether the horror world will end is uncertain, but disciple predicts, master is doomed!”

At the entrance of Qingshan Medical College, a scene of betraying the master and destroying the ancestors was once again staged.

Onlookers: “Are they really master and disciple?”

It seems more like they have deep grudges!

After a bout of exercise, Qing Li left the task of settling the survivors to other players, as she had more important matters to attend to.

(????)

Eastern Suburbs Hospital.

Seeing the return of the director, the intern ghosts of the hospital whispered among themselves.

“Why has the director come back again?”

“Look at how familiar she is with this place, she must be here for Doctor Chu!”

“I wonder if the director has brought any new tools this time?”

After all, during the last medical disturbance, the director pulled out a whip, lubricant, and vibrator from her pocket, shocking everyone…

Qing Li glared at the gossiping intern ghosts: “It seems that I have arranged too little work for you, allowing you to have time for idle chatter here.”

She would ask Doctor Chu to increase their workload later!

After all, with free labor, one should exploit it to the fullest!