"What the hell! A ghost!!"
[Urban Contract Worker] tossed the shovel in his hand, which predictably passed through the ghost's chest and landed on the tree behind it.
Looking at the four skeletons freaking out, the ghost floating beneath the tree wore an expression of exasperation and couldn't help but throw out a sarcastic remark.
"What are you guys talking about? Aren't you all ghosts yourselves?"
[Emotionally Stable]: "..."
[Want to Be a Corpse]: "Huh, makes sense!?"
They were undead themselves—what ghost were they afraid of!
Realizing this, the four players immediately calmed down and picked up the shovels they had thrown on the ground.
Looking at the four skeletons now holding shovels, the ghost floating above the snow curiously asked.
"So, what exactly are you guys doing?"
The clanging noises here had persisted for days. The ghost thought the Andes Family had remembered this old mine and came over to take a look.
