Ying lay down on the massage chair according to Ya's instructions.

At first, Ying didn't feel anything; it was just a moving chair. But as the force gradually increased, Ying's body began to lose control.

"Ah, it's itchy, painful, and tingly!"

Ying couldn't help but cry out, but immediately felt embarrassed after doing so.

"Let me down quickly, this is so embarrassing! I don't want to live anymore!" Ying's arm broke free from the massage chair's restraints, one hand covering her face, the other propping herself up to get up.

Oliver's father immediately came over to hold Ying down, "Ying, don't get excited, listen to the sounds outside."

Lumine asked with tear-streaked confusion, "What?"

Ya turned off Ying's massage chair, and Ying's attention followed the sounds outside.

"Ah, Mother! It tickles, hahaha, save me, Mother!"

"Who's shouting? How embarrassing!" The voice outside was loud and clear, and Ying could hear it distinctly with just a slight listen.

Knowing that it was a middle-aged man shouting, Ying trembled and almost fainted, "He, he, he, how can he shout like that! There are so many people outside, isn't he ashamed?"

"Don't worry about him, come over and take a look first."

Yara pulled Ying to the window on the door, where Ying could see what was happening outside.

Ying imitated Ya's actions and leaned against the window.

The scene outside left her dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man finished a round of massage with a shout, and after getting off, he didn't leave. He stood next to the massage chair, laughing heartily. While moving his body in a strange posture, he recommended to the people around him, "This thing is really comfortable, I'm not lying!"

The person next to him asked, "You're crying out so miserably, does it feel good?"

"It's because the massage hits the right spots that it feels itchy and painful, but it's very comfortable!"

In the crowd, an elderly woman with a peculiar gait was itching to move, "Is it that good? Then I'll give it a try too."

The elderly lady lay down on the massage chair, her cries louder than that of the gentleman.

Ying Dan frowned, looking worriedly at the older woman, but the older woman didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she made the same gesture as the gentleman just now.

After each person finished, they all said it was good, and more and more people were willing to try. In just one morning, Ying heard dozens of people squealing and saw their ferocious and wide-mouthed smiles.

"This world doesn't have that many spectators. Even if there are spectators like us, they just watch for a laugh and then forget about it. Whether human or elf, people don't really fuss over these little embarrassments in life."

Those who had received the massage truly didn't mind; they left with a smile, blending into the crowd, slowly becoming indistinguishable to Ying.

Su Yao sat in front of the stall, resting her chin on her hand, and asked Ying, "If you see someone else embarrassed, would you feel awkward?"

"I will," Ying replied resolutely, coming back to her senses.

"Will you always feel awkward? Remember it forever?"

This time, Ying's answer was somewhat vague: "Not forever, but for a while."

"Alright, now let's switch identities. If you did something embarrassing and others saw it, would they feel awkward? Would they always remember it? They might remember the incident, but would they still remember you, the elf?"

Ying fell silent, slowly contemplating Su Yao's words.

Do others feel the same embarrassment as I do when they witness something shameful? If I quickly forget the faces of those people, they should also forget about me just as quickly, right...?

"There aren't that many spectators in the world..." Ying couldn't help but utter these words, one syllable at a time. After she finished, her eyes glistened with tears. "I understand what you mean! No one will pay attention to me. I just need to be myself!"

The people and spirits around, after listening, couldn't contain their excitement.

Su Yao breathed an even deeper sigh of relief; as long as the method worked, that was all that mattered.

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The matter with Ying was resolved for the time being. They had considered arranging a more comprehensive medical examination for Ying within the clan, but Ying's innate personality was just like that. No matter how much she opened up, she would never be like the e-people.

Su Yao is not a psychologist, but she can more or less see something from it.

Ying's illness was indeed mainly related to her thin skin; she was afraid of others' strange looks. Whenever she imagined these embarrassments being laughed at by others, the pressure in her heart would increase, and then her body would also have a stress response.

Now, as long as they can maintain their composure and have Oliver's parents nearby with life-saving medication, everything will be fine. Any further, and Ying might not be able to handle it. Therefore, both Oliver's family and Ying were satisfied with the current situation.

Ying happily went back with Oliver's parents.

Oliver, on the other hand, was left here.

"Why don't you go back and rest?" Su Yao looked at the boy's sallow face after staying up all night and asked worriedly.

Oliver shook his head: "I'll stay and help. An elf's body can handle it, even without sleep for a few nights. I can't get into my house if I go back now, please let me work here!"

A perfect ox or horse, born with a divine physique for labor!

"In that case..." Su Yao smiled, "Thank you, it is indeed quite busy today."

Oliver was tall and strong, and he worked with such enthusiasm that it didn't take long for him to push Su Yao aside.

By the end of the day, the revenue had directly reached over thirty thousand.

"Boss, are we still going to the night market tonight?"

"No, no, you should rest well."

If Oliver continued, Su Yao's conscience would ache.

After seeing Oliver off, Su Yao and Ya took the little snake and set off on their shopping trip again.

Today, the main task was no longer to urgently make money, but to find the magician who sold the evil spirit bone last night.

During the day, Su Yao had inquired about this person from Oliver.

Oliver did have an impression of this person, after all, it was rare to see someone so poor in the small town of Woshui. There were travelers who sold things as they walked, but none like this person, who couldn't even afford a meal yet proudly only sold evil spirit bones, unwilling to take out the good items in his backpack.

Oliver said, "He should be staying at the inn near Fertile Soil Town. I remember him mentioning it and complaining that coming to the night market was quite a hassle."

Following Oliver's words, Su Yao arrived at the border between Fertile Soil Town and Fertile Water Town.

Because it was a border area, the hotel prices here were very low, and correspondingly, the environment was particularly dirty and chaotic.

Su Yao had just stepped onto this street when her body was inexplicably brushed against several times.

It is a very old-fashioned method of theft.

Fortunately, all of Su Yao's belongings were with the system.

Yaya clung tightly to Su Yao's neck, her eyes constantly darting around. Only when the target appeared in her line of sight did she happily shout, "A Yao, up ahead, to the left, the Tutu Inn."

Su Yao looked up at the Tutu Inn, where the ghostly owner Du Wei stood by the second-floor window, drinking.

Su Yao walked to Dewey's window and greeted him.

Dewey rubbed his eyes, "Oh, I thought I was seeing things. Good evening, beautiful sorceress!"

"Looking for a place to stay? It's quite affordable here."

"I've come to find you."

Three minutes later, Su Yao and Du Wei were seated in the lobby of the Tutu Hotel.

Dewey felt a secret joy in his heart. "How should I address you, magician? I wonder what I can help you with?"

Su Yao took out three gold coins, and Dewey's eyes instantly widened, staring intently at the three gold coins.

Su Yao smiled, took the gold coin back, and said, "My name is Su Yao, and I want to ask you something."

Once the gold coin was retrieved, Dewey's face immediately returned to its serious expression, though his eyes still couldn't hide the disappointment.

"Magician Su Yao, I am quite ignorant and may not be able to help you much."

As soon as the words were spoken, Su Yao took out three gold coins again. This time, without saying a word, she pushed the coins across the table to Du Wei.

Dewey immediately put it away, his smile radiant, but his words were full of greed: "Three gold coins... I can only tell you that to set up a stall, you need to go to the management bureau."

Su Yao didn't say a word and directly took out seven more gold coins.

Dewey received ten gold coins.

"I left my hometown to explore when I was 13. I wouldn't dare say I know everything about the Dragon Chant Continent, but you won't stump me on half of it."

Su Yao smiled and shook her head, "What I'm asking isn't difficult, you definitely know."

"I just want to ask where these Level Four Evil Spirit Bones came from."

Dewey's eyes darted around, a cunning look appearing once more. Su Yao immediately said, "If the answer is correct, I'll give you three more gold coins. If you want more, then I'll have to fight you."

Su Yao's rank was much higher than Dewey's, scaring him into quickly waving his hands. "No, no, ten gold coins are enough. I'm not that greedy!"

Dewey knew how to push his luck but also when to quit while he was ahead. He explained honestly, "Actually, I didn't catch all of these by myself. There was someone even more skilled helping me."

It turned out that Dewey and another wizard had encountered this group of level-four evil spirits together. After Dewey struggled to defeat one, he fainted, and the rest were taken down by the other person. When Dewey woke up, only the bones of the evil spirits and himself remained on the ground.

"Then where did this Level Four evil spirit appear?"

"The northern Central Plains forest."

"Do you recognize this? Did you take the evil spirit bone inside? Are there such things in the Central Plains Forest?"

The pitch-black "clod of earth" was taken out, and a look of confusion appeared on Dewey's face. "Maybe it got mixed in while we were cleaning up? I'm not really sure. As for whether there are more... I don't know either. There are a lot of such clods around here..."

It is a worthless answer.

"But Su Yao still wanted to continue asking. She needed to eliminate the wrong options. 'Did your bundle get opened halfway? Could it be that you mixed it in along the way?'"

"I've set up a stall and opened it. There's a table, no dirt will get in." Dewey really didn't understand why Su Yao valued it so much. "Could it be that this dirt has some special use?"

"I thought you wanted to add weight."

In this world, there are things sold by the pound, but using that reasoning here is still quite far-fetched.

Dewey opened his mouth, but seeing that Su Yao didn't want to talk more, he ultimately didn't dare to ask.

"Three gold coins for you." Su Yao mimicked the manner of a big shot from a TV drama, finally tossing out a line, "Don't go around talking about things you shouldn't. When it comes to dealing with you, I do have some skills."

Dewey nodded and bowed, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Nothing happened today!"

Su Yao turned coldly and walked out of the hall, ready to return to her hotel.

At the same time, in the alley opposite the Tutu Inn, a thief, after receiving orders from his boss, stealthily followed along.