Chapter 243 | My Class Is Ghost Bride, But This Isn’t Romance

Bai Ci had a moment of complicated feelings.

With the Anomalous Infection mechanic, the system proactively unlocking the use of Gluttony right at the start proved that the danger level of this instance had surpassed that of an ordinary case.

To put it bluntly, there was definitely a massive boss in this round.

The upbeat music inside the car continued to flow. Suppressing the vigilance in her heart, Bai Ci quietly began to search the items she had brought with her.

Looking down, she saw a canvas handbag resting on her lap.

At the same time, she subtly felt her clothes; she was wearing a Western-style dress with no pockets, so it seemed her personal belongings were all inside this handbag.

The handbag wasn't very large, a standard solid-color design, with a cute plush bear hanging from the strap. It seemed to be handmade, as the stitching wasn't as neat as a machine's.

Pretending to look for something, Bai Ci naturally unzipped the canvas bag and quickly scanned the items inside.

The contents of the bag were simple and orderly, without any complex clues—just daily odds and ends.

Her own ID card, a phone with a white, ink-wash-style case, several different types of charging cables, a small amount of loose cash, a pack of tissues, a lipstick for touch-ups, a ballpoint pen...

In addition, there was a lanyard with a work ID card printed with the words “Bright Wedding Planning Company Emcee, Bai Ci.”

Having finished looking through the bag, Bai Ci pulled a small pocket mirror from an inner zippered pocket, holding it up as if to check her appearance.

The mirror was bright and clear. Using its reflection, Bai Ci quietly glanced toward the back seats of the vehicle.

This was a seven-seater commercial vehicle. It was spacious, divided into two seats in the front row, two in the middle row, and three in the back row.

She and the driver sat in the front row.

Sitting in the middle row were a man and a woman. The man wore a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses, looking quite mild-mannered; the woman had a very distinct personal style, the epitome of a chic, big-city fashionista.

Two people sat in the back row as well. Bai Ci could only see half of one person's head, while the other was a female who looked quite young and energetic, dressed like a student.

The reflection's field of view was limited, but it was enough for her to see most of the activity in the back.

The two in the middle row and the person on the left in the back row had all woken up from their rest.

Although their movements upon waking were different, the core actions were similar.

Instead of immediately looking around, they immediately looked down, quickly checking their pockets, bags, and other personal belongings to gather information.

They were undoubtedly players.

The person on the right in the back row was outside the mirror's field of view, and that half of a head remained motionless, so Bai Ci couldn't determine for the moment whether they were male or female, an NPC or a player.

Out of six people, at least four were players. That was quite a high ratio.

Having confirmed this, Bai Ci lowered the mirror.

The players shared a tacit understanding; starting like this, no one wanted to be the first to speak and break the silence.

But Bai Ci didn't plan on staying silent forever. After all, she was a friendly, information-providing NPC.

“I'm still a bit worried,” Bai Ci spoke slowly, a hint of melancholy in her voice, intentionally leaving a vague air of suspense.

She didn't specify what she was worried about, leaving it entirely up to the NPC in the driver's seat—who was supposedly her boyfriend, Sang Lan—to see how he would respond.

If there really was something to worry about, this line would definitely fish out some clues.

Just as Bai Ci expected, as soon as she finished speaking, the stunning, beautiful “older sister” in the driver's seat responded.

“Don't worry, Ci-mei'er.”

The beautiful older sister opened her mouth, and out came a clear male voice. The tone was clean, but carried a hint of some regional dialect, making it sound a bit rustic.

“That place is a bit remote, but the organizer is an old, cooperative client of our company.”

“They host a wedding over there at the same spot every year. We've been working with them for several years now, and the process is very familiar. Nothing will go wrong.”

With this opening of the mouth, who could possibly doubt that this beautiful older sister was actually a man?

What a beautiful “mute bride.”

So this was what it meant to have a male body with a female appearance. Sighing in amazement, Bai Ci turned her head to look at the person in the driver's seat.

The wavy, blonde beauty with the gorgeous face and strong cool-older-sister aura sitting before her was indeed her Rain's Message NPC for this instance, Sang Lan.

Cloud Rendezvous and Rain's Message only bind to the opposite sex.

There was absolutely no water mixed in.

“It's not that I'm worried about the work process...” Bai Ci drew out her words, adding a hint of coyness as she continued to fish for information.

When words are never spoken clearly, how can they be understood? Every single word is like a trap.

More than just feeling like one, this was quite literally a trap.

Sang Lan comforted her in a relaxed tone, “Relax. We just need to focus on doing our jobs properly, and that'll be enough.”

“I've heard colleagues at the company talk about that area before. The local customs are quite bizarre. Apparently, they worship some kind of god.”

“If we just stick to our duties and don't meddle in those things, naturally nothing will happen.”

“But if something really does happen, I'll protect you. Any danger will have to cross over my dead body first.”

Bai Ci frowned and, with a touch of playful scolding in her tone, quickly interrupted, “Phooey, phooey, phooey! It's a perfectly good trip, don't say such unlucky things.”

Having said that, she was reflecting in her heart: Is this how normal boyfriends and girlfriends talk?

...She was a bit disgusted by her own sappiness. Was she really allowed to say this?

Hearing this, Sang Lan let out a low chuckle, the vibration of his chest carrying the warmth of his laughter through the air.

After the laughter subsided, the cabin fell back into a brief silence, the upbeat music still playing.

The players remained silent, all of them digesting the information from the conversation between Bai Ci and Sang Lan.

“Brother...” Having processed it, someone spoke up hesitantly, intending to probe further.

But just then, a louder voice cut in.

It was a steady, middle-aged male voice coming from the right side of the back row. He opened with a classic managerial greeting: “Xiao Sang, where are we driving now?”

Hearing this, Sang Lan put away most of his smile, straightened his posture, and quickly glanced sideways at the car's navigation system.

“Group Leader, we're about to enter the territory of Tongcheng. As for the destination, it's about an hour's drive away.”

From the sounds of it, the middle-aged man sitting on the right side of the back row was their team leader for this trip, the head of this group of colleagues.

Unsurprisingly, this was also an NPC.

“Mhm.”

The middle-aged man addressed as the Group Leader gave a grunt of acknowledgement, pondered for a moment, and then directly issued instructions, not caring whether the others in the car were asleep and might miss it.