Undead Mage from a Cell-Chapter 402 - 400: Securing the Anchor Point

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Hundred Generations of You Sheng handled the procedures very quickly, wrapping up everything in less than an hour.

Seeing that it was still early outside, Hundred Generations of You Sheng planned to take Gu Xi to see another place.

The land or small courtyard near the Celestial Dao White-robed Great Guanyin Statue that Gu Xi wanted to rent.

In the words of Hundred Generations of You Sheng, in all his years in the profession, he had never encountered a customer like Gu Xi.

TODAY, even if he ignored other customers, he had to handle Gu Xi’s matters properly.

However, Gu Xi asked Hundred Generations of You Sheng to wait outside for a while.

He needed to deal with the eerie atmosphere inside the house first.

As for handling the house, what Gu Xi did was quite simple; he opened the City Gate and released a Ghost Squad into the room.

In the next instant, the entire style of the house underwent a fundamental change, as the underground ghosts retracted their heads directly.

This sort of thing is quite normal, alright.

As a ghost, seeing a squad of White Impermanence enter your home is no different than a homebody going to the bathroom and coming back to find a police officer in every corner of his house.

Anyway, the ghost now didn’t dare to show up at all, for fear of being taken away by the White Impermanence if it made a move.

Meanwhile, Gu Xi reminded Luna, telling her about his house purchase, as this house was to become Gu Xi’s anchor point in the city.

All of this still needed Luna to handle.

Luna got the message, but she couldn’t come over at the moment.

She could only wait for Luna to handle this, or wait for a reborn after having been transformed into an undead by Gu Xi to deal with it.

Gu Xi had no way to deal with this situation.

He could only arrange for the Ghost Squad to keep an eye on the house and then set out with Hundred Generations of You Sheng.

Since Gu Xi had already bought his own detached house, although no dedicated housekeeper had been chosen yet, Wudou Minami no longer had a reason to follow Gu Xi.

While Gu Xi was processing the paperwork, Wudou Minami had already left on her own.

Gu Xi wanted to keep her, but Wudou Minami wouldn’t agree no matter what, so in the end, Gu Xi could only see her off, hoping to have a chance to see her again.

Unlike Wudou Minami, who usually stayed at home, Hundred Generations of You Sheng was always out and about.

He was very knowledgeable about various modes of transportation.

The subway was also his main mode of transportation.

The subway in this city is the best transportation for the brave.

Because when you ride the subway, you don’t lose any time at all; you go down at one station and almost emerge at another in a minute or two.

So if you’re in a hurry and the distance is long, the subway is the best choice.

Gu Xi had no objections to Hundred Generations of You Sheng’s suggestion to take the subway.

In Gu Xi’s view, Hundred Generations of You Sheng certainly had a bigger heart, at least he wouldn’t be like Wudou Minami, scared and clinging to Gu Xi.

Seeing that Gu Xi agreed, Hundred Generations of You Sheng immediately led the way.

As he led the way, he also explained the nearby subway station taboos to Gu Xi.

"The subway station nearby is called Ghost-Seeing River, a branch of the Yellow Springs. Besides not speaking, you must avoid entering the station from twelve noon to one at night.

During these two time points, a subway from Ghost-Seeing River will pass through to the Yellow Springs, picking up any undead lingering here.

If you don’t want to be taken to the Yellow Springs, absolutely don’t mess around — the Yellow Springs Road never looks back, and apart from the Death God, no one can return from it."

Death God?

Those killed in Maple Leaf Park?

Upon hearing this, Gu Xi was secretly delighted, was there such a stroke of luck?

Lingering undead here?

Only from twelve to one do they get picked up?

What about usually?

Is no one dealing with them normally?

What would happen if they all were taken away?

While listening to Hundred Generations of You Sheng’s explanation of the taboos, Gu Xi was contemplating his own thoughts.

Only after entering the subway station did they proceed quietly forward.

Gu Xi noticed that Hundred Generations of You Sheng had a subway monthly pass, with "No Taboos" written on the front.

Gu Xi was quite curious about this item and noticed that when Hundred Generations of You Sheng took out the subway ticket, the creepy occurrences around him noticeably decreased. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Gu Xi wanted to ask about this but immediately recalled the taboos of the subway line, and chose not to ask, following behind Hundred Generations of You Sheng and joining the queue at the platform.

At this time, Gu Xi noticed another situation: Hundred Generations of You Sheng seemed to be selecting a specific train car.

Gu Xi was a bit curious, was there also some special rule about the train cars?

With this doubt in mind, Gu Xi observed his surroundings continuously, but he didn’t find anything unusual.

It wasn’t until a subway train covered in mud wobbled and came into view, gathering a crowd of people that Gu Xi realized the truth.

Passengers entering this car carried props for concealing themselves, like briefcases, umbrellas, or newspapers.

It seemed there was something secretive inside this train car.

With a gesture, Hundred Generations of You Sheng squeezed into the car briskly.

Upon entering, Gu Xi took in the car’s situation.

Compared to the subway he took with Wudou Minami, if the previous subway was just heavy on pink ambiance, this was entirely an invisible line of madness.

Gu Xi was battle-hardened and had even dealt with Death Knights, but the current situation was something he’d never encountered.

Even though there were seats available, nobody wanted to sit, choosing instead to pack into the middle of the car.

They shielded themselves with newspapers, or briefcases, or something similar.

Gu Xi, interested in the spectacle, didn’t feel like he wanted to perform on the spot himself.

Thinking it over, he found a place to sit and critically observed his surroundings.

As for Hundred Generations of You Sheng, carrying his briefcase, he skillfully wedged himself into the crowd, clearly familiar here.

Gu Xi didn’t intervene in this situation, as long as it didn’t affect his house hunting, Hundred Generations of You Sheng could do whatever he wanted here.

Certainly, "no impact" had another meaning.

Though time on the subway wasn’t affected, Gu Xi couldn’t be kept watching the show indefinitely.

Some things should be done in moderation, lest repeated actions lead to a negative result.

Hundred Generations of You Sheng also knew what to do at which time.

After four stops, he extricated himself from the crowd.

As he exited, a Mediterranean middle-aged man quickly took his place.

This was a key reason why Gu Xi didn’t intend to perform upfront.