Evolving Ghost System: Phantom Universe Expansion Pack

Chapter 24: Ultimate Tracking

"I'm sorry. I had no choice," Harvard didn't want to recall what he did the previous night. "May It was for the good of the nearby community. Smokey made me kiss her and cuddle with her! I promise!"

"My father can't know that I did that! He also can't know that other people watched us do that!"

Harvest King and Tabitha slept on the other bed on opposite sides, but occasionally got woken up by Smokey wanting something in his sleep.

"Kiss her! Hug her harder! Jump on the bed together! High Five her thigh!"

After yawning a few times, Harvard thought about putting Smokey in the evolution cage, but then he found out he'd explode if he tried to absorb him. He had to find away to remove the cursed ability, and then he could absorb him!

"Thanks guys! You're the best," Smokey sat on Lilac's lap and lied back. "Hehe, King Yama let me be in this valuable position. I told her I only lived to 12 years old on Earth and spent another 1200 in the underworld. I think she felt bad I didn't get the normal 1000 year rush for most children, so she gave me this cool ability! I can kill everything if I want to for miles and miles!"

"Haha, Smokey! Yeah, right." King Harvest walked behind the donkey. He was a bit agitated that he couldn't ride the donkey and instead had to carry Tabitha on his back because she got tired. Him and Smokey had a real feud going on. "Come down here and explode then. You're nothing to worry about!"

[Smokey is angry]

[Please pacify him!]

"Smokey, ignore him. He's just mad I didn't pay for his breakfast."

"Hmph, and here I was going to tell you about the secret dungeon I know about in Central City! I'm sure people would give you an arm and a leg for it, but not anymore! Fatso, go slam into a tree a few times and I might reconsider!"

"Harvest King! Do it!" Harvard pointed at a tree on the side of the road. "Think of all the women you'll get if Smokey is right! We can sell the location of it for millions of Lograms!"

"Screw that!" Harvest King shook his head.

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So what if Smokey was a child when he died. He'd been a 50 year old electrician that shocked himself to death when he tried to plug in a microwave! However, he got nothing from King Yama! The only important things he earned were from working hard!

"Please, please hit yourself." Lilac begged. Her chest jiggled on the donkey so it made it hard not to stare. She was wearing a tight white shirt today because that's what Smokey wanted, and had her hair in pigtails because Smokey liked girls in pigtails. "I'll give a reward you'll never forget afterwards."

"Fine, but this isn't for you Smokey! This is for all of Lilac! Because she's so hot!"

"Yeah, well I still win!" "Smokey took delight in watching King Harvest run into the tree. "Haha! Look at him bounce when he falls! This is awesome, thanks dad and mom!"

[Smokey has grown attached to you!]

[He's now .3 percent chance less likely to explode on you!]

'Oh god, this is going to be a long trip to Central City' Harvard looked down at his donkey that was smiling wickedly. 'It can't get any worse, can it?'

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[ You are being followed!] Harvard woke up to the message from his system. Smokey was snoring happily on Lilac's back right over her bulbous butt like some kind of floating child, and Harvest King and Tabitha were sleeping under the donkey for warmth.

'Doesn't he realize the donkey might have to go to the bathroom?'

Harvard stopped worrying about Harvest King. After all, he'd been really lucky the last few days with drops and Harvard got literally nothing from no monster. He began to wonder if this had to do with the Midnight Ruler's Curse.

'What's this wet stuff on me?' Harvest King coughed and woke up. "Ugh, did it rain?"

"Let's hope so," Harvard leaned down and activated Ultimate Tracking. With it, he began to see little system boxes in various areas. He looked at one and shook his head. This didn't seem useful at all!

[A bird pooped here]

[Estimated time ago: 5 hours]

[You may be able to track this bird. Would you like to find out who dared poop on this regular grass!]

'Let's look for something else,' Harvard coughed and told Harvest King he had to go to the bathroom. "There has to be something that will tell us who's daring enough to follow our caravan!'

Harvard really did have to pee and went behind a couple of trees to let off a cloud of steam. He smiled and noticed he seemed to be pissing on a set of giant footprints. The man had at least a full size bigger shoe than him and a much wider girth!

[A man stepped here]

[Estimated time ago: 3 minutes]

[He's fled off when he saw you getting up to pee! He may not be alone!]

"Harvard! Seriously what is this wet stuff on me? Did you pull a prank?" Harvest King walked over to the tree because he also had to pee. "Damn it! The stench is all on my new armor! I'm going to have to pay a lot to get it cleaned in Central City!"

"Shhh!" Harvard looked down at a set of tracks. "There is someone following us I think!"

[Your donkey is currently being robbed!]

"Behind us!" Harvard pointed at the donkey who seemed to be giggling madly! He spotted a small person in a cape trying to untie a small bag on the donkey. Harvard had put a few items in there that couldn't fit in his inventory. He only had 10 inventory slots, so he had to carry some items when he found a merchant to sell the items to when got to Central City.

However, now his crazy donkey was being robbed! He had to stop it!

"Dude, just let her take the stuff,' Harvest King grabbed Harvard's wrist. "He's just a boy."

"What are you talking about?" Harvard freed himself from Harvest King's grasp. "Did you see those footprints! They're huge!"

Damn it! I can't even untie a knot!" The thief pulled out a large silver dagger and tried to cut the small grey bag off the harness of the donkey. "Can someone help me! Please! I need help!"

[Quest Update]

[A nearby NPC has requested help robbing you]

[Would you like to accept the Quest. Y /N]

When an NPC wanted something, the world would automatically make a quest for it. This meant that anything could become a quest as long as there was a way to complete the Quest. For instance, one time Harvard had walked passed the Black Tavern and he got a Quest from a lady to take her to his hotel room. Unfortunately, May was staying with him that night. He imagined having two girls at the same time would've been a problem.

"Ugh, you can take it!" Harvard ignored the Quest. "Kid, why don't you sit down."

"I'm not a kid! I'm a man," He sounded like a cute little boy. "I-I refuse to be helped by the person I'm robbing!"

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"This is a good meal!" The man tossed aside his mask and took off his oversized shoes. He had three sets of shoes in a bigger set of Hunter's boots. His feet were actually really small.

The boy was only 1.3 meters tall and seemed to be roughly 10 years old. After Harvard gave him some food, he started crying and hugging Lilac.

"I-I'm sorry I tried to steal your stuff." The small boy had large blue eyes with tears in them and long scruffy blonde hair in a pony tail. He couldn't see very well without his glasses, but they'd been broken past repair, so he wore a single lens on a golden necklace. Harvard couldn't help but look at the item.

[Kyle's Lens Necklace]

[Level 10]

[Craftsmanship rated as impeccable]

[self made item. Seems to be made by a child name Kyle. This boy might have a future being a legendary craftsman!]

'What's a craftsman? Do they make items?'

"I want to be a legendary thief when I grow up!" Kyle, the thief, gently snuggled in Lilac's bountiful embrace. "However, my mother is a craftsman for a Noble, so all I do all day is make items! I-I left her to start a journey! I'm going to be the ultimate thief in all existence!"

[Quest Update]

[Return Kyle to his mother.]

[EStimated Reward: 500,000 Lograms, 100,000 experience, 1 Midnight Ruler's Gloves]

'Why so many good items for bringing a kid to his mother?' Harvard smacked away Kyle's hand. He sucked at pickpocketing. He was so bad that Tabitha even dodged his hands in his sleep.

'Anyways, what's the worst that can happen?'