Susie whispered to herself, "Strange, Huck seemed to become more enthusiastic as he continued persuading."

He definitely didn't realize the seriousness of the situation.

She whispered, "Huck, you were being watched not just because you were a newcomer..."

The fundamental reason is that he was a ghost with perfect merits.

The virtuous ghost is somewhat different from other ghosts. Even though she concealed all of his golden light, she couldn't hide his aura.

As long as it's a slightly higher-level ghost, like an evil ghost, it's very easy to see that Huck is a ghost with perfect merits.

The ghosts, who considered the accomplished merits as a great supplement, all wanted to take a bite.

Huck was a walking cream puff to other ghosts, especially to the seasoned old-timers who had spent a long time in the underworld.

"How about it, Huck? Are you scared?"

Huck's eyes twinkled with a smile as he said, "Cream cupcakes... Susie's analogy is so adorable. Huck wants to eat cream cupcakes right now. Are they sold here?"

He looked curious, very interested, and couldn't wait to explore.

Susie and the ancestors: "..."

An old person and a young person hung their heads in dejection, sighing, "Ah, they wouldn't listen to advice!"

Huck had already seen the "cake shop" and eagerly pulled Susie and the old ancestor over.

"Welcome!"

A hanged ghost was hanging at the entrance of a cake shop. As the door was pushed open, she jingled like a wind chime and said welcoming words with a smile on her face.

Just a hanged ghost... The smile on its face made it even more eerie.

Huck was startled and instinctively said, "Why is it hanging here..."

A woman walked out of the cake shop, looking like the owner. She smiled and said, "This is the doorman I hired for 2400 yuan a month. Other customers really like him, don't they?"

Huck's mouth twitched.

Do you call this a doorman?

He suddenly had a thought and asked, "How much is the monthly salary of your cake master?"

The boss lady was surprised and asked excitedly, "Hey handsome, are you here to apply for the position of our cake shop's master?"

The original cake master was fired!

She said eagerly, "Our cake master usually earns six thousand merit points per month. If you come to work, I can offer you eight thousand a month!"

"It's not impossible even for ten thousand..." The landlady giggled and reached out to grab a hold of Huck's collar.

Huck took a step back, and the landlady felt bored, so she had to let go.

"How about it? Ten thousand! This salary, only I can offer you on the whole street!"

Huck muttered to himself, "The conversion of merit points seems to be similar to the earthly world. The basic salary is 2,400, and chefs earn 5,800 to 10,000."

In the mortal world, money is everything, while in the underworld, it is merit.

Huck nodded, "I understood a little."

The ancestors could tell what he was thinking when they saw him asking, and they rolled their eyes.

He knew what he knew. Merit points were what most ordinary ghosts needed. When it came to Cultivating Ghosts, besides being able to exchange for dream guidance, visit loved ones in the human world, and bless descendants, merit points had no other purpose.

For Cultivating Ghost, things with Yin energy are the only useful ones, such as the Sunset Stone, which cannot be exchanged for tens of millions or even a hundred million merits.

"Susie, let's go." The ancestors decided to take Huck to experience something truly challenging.

Susie was leaning on the cake shop window, looking at each small cake.

Huck approached and asked, "Susie, do you want to eat? Huck will buy it for you!"

After finishing speaking, he patted his body and habitually wanted to take out his wallet/phone, but suddenly realized...

He had no money now.

"Um, Huck didn't have any money..."

Suddenly, he thought of something and pulled out a stack of paper money: "Is this acceptable?"

This was the time when he died, and his family burned paper money for him. Besides paper money, there were also gold, silver, jewelry, cars, and villas.

The ancestors of old covered their faces in disgust.

Susie tilted her head and didn't think much of it. "Bali is Bali, what's there to be embarrassed about?"

She also went to Bali!

Huck blinked his eyes, innocent and pure, with a clear and incredibly foolish look in his eyes.

The uncle and nephew both opened their innocent eyes wide and looked sincerely at the landlady.

Boss lady: "..."

She glanced at Huck and then glanced at Susie.

Oh dear, this is really... the little one wants to play around, but the big one...

She couldn't help but giggle, "Hey handsome, this is useless here, you can only buy cotton candy, buy a car to play with, or fold paper airplanes when you're bored in Ghost Capital."

Ghosts could float, and they could float faster than cars. To be honest, cars were not very useful either.

Except for Ghost Capital, money was useless.

Huck scratched his head and gave a shy smile, "So that's how it is, thank you, I understand now."

Susie also had a sudden realization, "Just like the difference between paper money and gold, right? My dad said that during the war, paper money was worthless, only gold was valuable."

Compared to the underworld currency, merit points are like gold.

Compared to merit points, Sunset Stone is like gold.

Compared to Sunset Stone, Mend Stone was like gold...

It follows that different environments require different amounts of money!

The boss lady sighed, "The little one is quite smart! Here, Auntie will give you a small cake!"

So when the three of them went out, Susie and Huck each held a small cake in their hands. They took a bite and both of them had a satisfied expression on their faces.

Ancestors: "..."

Exhausted, do you still remember what you came here to do?