Chapter 298

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Chapter 298: They Are the Ghosts!

"Phew…"

Looking at the calm yet eerie sea in front of him, Charles puffed on his pipe and asked, "So, what are you thinking about?"

In front of Charles stood a handsome young man leaning against the railing.

This person is none other than Ye Qiu.

"Maybe ghosts don’t even realize they are ghosts?"

"Just like, even now, I still don’t feel like a ghost."

Charles showed a row of big yellow teeth, "It’s like this, we all don’t know we are ghosts, but you got one thing wrong."

"There are no outsiders here now, some things can be said plainly."

Ye Qiu chuckled, "For example, when you said a friend, it’s actually yourself, right?"

Charles also laughed, "Did you figure it out? Good job, buddy, the friend I mentioned is actually myself."

"I’ve told you before, I got the Death Certificate, it was unexpectedly found inside a whale’s belly with my friend."

"But in reality, you got the Death Certificate here." Ye Qiu took over the conversation.

"You are the survivor of the last ghost-catching game, so you know everything here very well."

"So, was your Death Certificate really stolen?"

Charles suddenly reached for his own abdomen upon hearing this, and he ripped open a seam of flesh, then directly stabbed his hand into his abdomen!

*splurt*

As fresh blood surged, Charles actually took out a bloodied Death Certificate from his own abdomen!

"Indeed it was stolen, but I intentionally gave it to him. Who says I only have one Death Certificate?"

"This thing, I sealed it for sixteen years."

"Haha, that old Hopkins is extremely cautious, waiting for sixteen years and still not daring to enter the eye of the Death God."

As he spoke, miraculously, the wound on Charles’s abdomen suddenly healed.

"But there’s something I just found out – it turns out there can be more than one ghost, as long as we have enough Death Certificates, we can all be ghosts."

"Do you remember the two skeletons we saw in the junk room at the beginning? Oh, that’s actually us."

"From that time on, it was clear that two people boarded the ship with Death Certificates."

"So, there are two ghosts."

Ye Qiu leaned back against the railing, "So, answer me two questions: how many truthful things did you say on the way to The Eye of the Death God?"

Charles smiled, "At least friends are real."

Ye Qiu laughed, "So, your entire performance on this journey was just an act. Now, can you tell me what your real purpose is?"

"Since you’ve already entered The Eye of the Death God once, why come back again if you didn’t find what you were looking for?"

Charles sighed, "The first time I came here, it was indeed for the Land of Gold, and that’s still the case now."

"Oh, you will understand later."

"So, going back to our previous topic, friend, there’s one thing you got wrong – we are not ghosts."

"We are the only living ones on the ship, the other eighteen people are the real ghosts."

"Everything we see now is just an illusion."

Saying that, Charles took a step forward and leaped into the Dead Sea.

Ye Qiu also flipped over the railing and plunged into the Dead Sea.

The scene in front of their eyes started to blur, and when Ye Qiu opened his eyes again, he found himself on a beach littered with wreckage of ships.

*Splash.*

Ye Qiu slowly got up, his clothes soaked through with seawater.

He looked back and saw that their trading ship was already in pieces, the sailors’ bodies, as well as Fang Ze and the others’ bodies, were scattered across the beach.

The whole beach was quiet and still, only Charles slowly stood up.

"A Death Certificate is a pass to The Eye of the Death God."

"Those without a Death Certificate cannot bring their life here."

"I told you, we are the humans, they are the ghosts."

Charles took out his wet pipe and placed it on a rock, "Let’s just consider it a dream, buddy. In this so-called ghost-catching game, only the two of us are alive."

Ye Qiu looked at his palm, "Just a dream?"

Charles grinned, "Not entirely."

With that, Charles suddenly pulled out five or six Death Certificates, "At least, these can be shown."

"Can you think about why there are exactly 20 people on the boat?"

"I remember all eleven sailors, I know their names and have a basic understanding of them."

"You must know your seven friends well, more than I know these sailors."

"I mentioned to you before, ghosts can completely copy a person’s personality and abilities, you can’t tell the difference."

"They are all ghosts in disguise."

So, that sentence means this.

Fang Ze and the others are transformed by ghosts, true exact copies.

To explain using Charles’ words, they are actually born from Ye Qiu’s memories.

They are the ones known in Ye Qiu’s memory, that’s why they seem so real.

"I see, but I have another question. What if we are killed by real ghosts?"

Charles sneered, "It’s simple, my friend. If we die, they will come back to life, but they can’t enter the Eye of the Death God."

"They will leave here unknowingly and inherit the memories of ghosts. Then we will become real ghosts."

"Let me explain, I didn’t have a Death Certificate, meaning I was already dead when I arrived here."

"I have become a ghost, but by killing the ghost with a Death Certificate, he became a ghost and we survived."

"With this memory, I woke up overseas in confusion and obtained a Death Certificate."

"That’s the truth."

In other words, those without a Death Certificate who enter here will die.

But ghosts will take their place in this game. If they can kill the survivors, they become the survivors.

And the real survivors would turn into ghosts.

Later, because they didn’t have a Death Certificate, they would be forced to leave here, but they would receive a Death Certificate anyway.

They got a second chance to enter here.

Ye Qiu really didn’t know about these things.

Actually, it was his first time entering The Eye of the Death God.

He also didn’t know that those holding Death Certificates were ghosts on the ship.

Because he didn’t feel like he was killing anyone at all.

He just took a nap, and then people on the ship started dying.

Even the killer himself didn’t know he was a killer, so how could others know who the killer was?

This is what Charles said, ghosts cannot be found unless they have a civil war and shoot the ghosts to death.

。。。