Chapter 39: Initiate a recruitment improvement plan?
Since the day Doom came into Mikel's life, he'd always felt like he'd been dragged through hell and back—again and again, and then some more.
But never in all those days did he ever think he'd literally get dragged for an escape!
"Gah!" Mikel winced, his entire back searing from the friction of the rough road scraping against him. "Ugh!"
He arched his back slightly, mustering just enough strength to try and roll onto his side, but not fully. Just then, the chain around his wrist moved. Mikel glanced down, catching it loosened from the male ghost's wrist and reverting to a dormant bracelet around his own.
He froze, panic swelling in his chest. His gaze snapped up to check if the male ghost was still there. After all, the Blood Chain had latched onto him, and Mikel knew it wouldn't just let go without taking something in return.
A discreet sigh of relief escaped him when he saw the ghost still there.
[Do not fret, Master. The Blood Chain was fed—temporarily. Naturally, it siphoned what little spiritual resilience those fragile souls had left. The Blood Chain is not for such weak spirits to even think of touching.]
[Recommendation: Consider upgrading your labor force, Master. Current recruits lack the spiritual resilience required for auxiliary support.]
[Do you want me to initiate a recruitment improvement plan?]
Mikel scrunched up his nose at Doom's message, who sounded exactly like an HR officer from hell.
Just shut up for once... damn it.