"As expected, we have to wait until midnight,"
Wang Ye murmured as he looked at the abruptly appeared wooden door, a hint of thought flashed in his eyes.
"I'm finally going to awaken my superpowers."
Ripples appeared in Wang Ye's calm heart for the first time, he was a little nervous, but soon calmed down again, pushed open the wooden door, and returned to the post office.
The front desk.
A pair of blood-red gloves were quietly placed on the front desk.
Beside the gloves, a familiar note floated up with a few lines of words on it.
"Wearing the gloves on your hands can awaken the superpowers in your hands."
"Next delivery time: seven days later."
Wang Ye nodded thoughtfully, "As expected, the interval between each mail delivery is seven days."
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye fixed his eyes on the gloves.
The dark red gloves had red lines on them that looked like human meridians, flickering with a faint red glow.
It seemed less like a glove and more like a flayed hand of bone and sinew.
Wang Ye's expression was solemn as he picked up the gloves in his hand.
Indeed, it had a fleshy texture, Wang Ye could even feel the meridians on the gloves vibrating at a frequency.
With a hint of determination in his eyes, Wang Ye put on the gloves without any hesitation.
The next second, the meridians on the gloves were like tiny needles, gently pricking Wang Ye's hands.
Then, the gloves emitted a faint red glow, the meridians gradually lit up, and Wang Ye's blood flowed along the meridians into the gloves and back to his hands, forming cycles.
Wang Ye's face instantly turned pale, the intense pain in his hands forced sweat out of Wang Ye's face.
Finally, Wang Ye couldn't help but roar in pain.
In this bizarre post office, only Wang Ye's roars continued to echo.
After half an hour, the pain in his hands finally gradually subsided and disappeared. Wang Ye was like a man fished out of the water, his clothes completely drenched.
Wang Ye shakily raised his hands, the gloves had disappeared at some point, and Wang Ye clearly felt that his hands were different from before.
It seemed...
After sensing it with his eyes closed for a while, Wang Ye suddenly opened his eyes wide.
"Three kinds of abilities?"
In most cases, after awakening a part of the body, most supernatural beings only had one ability.
A minority of gifted ones, like Zhang Kai, could have two.
Having three kinds was almost unheard of except for the most freakish prodigies.
After all, each additional ability greatly enhanced one's strength. Later on, many people who awakened three body parts still only had three abilities total.
Silently sensing the abilities in his hands, Wang Ye showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Finally...
When facing supernatural events in the future, he would have the confidence afforded by his own abilities. This was something that even the most superior martial arts could not replace.
Returning to his room, exhausted, Wang Ye fell asleep in bed.
...
Morning.
A phone ring woke Wang Ye up.
Seeing the phone number displayed on the screen, Wang Ye frowned slightly.
Zhou Han...
Choosing to answer, a familiar sweet voice came through.
"My dear receptionist, time to work~"
"Speak," Wang Ye quickly became alert, got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, and said lightly.
"As expected, still such a cold tone," Zhou Han's voice was full of grievance, making people instinctively want to pity her.
"But this time we'll be working together in person, finally I'll get the chance to twist your head off, hehe."
Seemingly thinking of something, Zhou Han's tone became excited, unable to hold back her laugh, although the sweet laughter contained a touch of gloom.
"I need information, address."
It looked like the supernatural event this time was going to be tricky, requiring the logistical staff to assist on-site.
Could it be...
This supernatural event can block phone signals and the like?
Wang Ye silently analyzed.
"Humph! File code: Crybaby Ghost."
"Go check the news yourself, I hate you! But you only have 30 minutes left, if you're late, I'll have plenty of reason to dismember you and reassemble you~ I'm really looking forward to it..."
This mad woman, Wang Ye frowned slightly, unhesitatingly hung up the phone, turned on the computer, plugged in the USB drive, and looked it up.
Sure enough, the latest information on the website's homepage was this so-called 'Crybaby Ghost'.
"Code name: Crybaby Ghost."
"Address: Candy Amusement Park, Shangjing City."
"Killing pattern: Unknown for now."
"Itself has a magnetic field that blocks signals, blankets the amusement park, and is accompanied by a maze fog. Ordinary investigators who enter will quickly get lost. Only faint crying can be heard."
"The amusement park happened to be under maintenance, with no visitors, but 52 staff members are trapped, number of deaths unknown."
Looking at the information on the computer, Wang Ye fell into thought.
"Ghost domain level 2..."
Currently still in the early stages after the end of the eternal night, everyone was relatively immature, and many levels were not yet defined.
But later, for such ghost domains, a clear ranking list had been drawn up.
Like the school building last time, with minor illusions that couldn't block signals, was just a level 1 ghost domain.
Ones that affected vision, cell phone signals, positioning, and had illusions, belonged to level 2.
As for the levels above, they were no longer something an ordinary person like Wang Ye could come in contact with.
"Candy amusement park."
Sighing, Wang Ye tied a rope around his waist, then tied a flaying knife stained with blood to his calf, and brought along a few nails made of gold, making sure he didn't forget anything. Then he set off for the target address.
In this horrifyingly revived era, all benefits came at a price.
When he obtained the corresponding rights, he would also take on the corresponding risks.
This was fair.
As Wang Ye walked out of the room, at the entrance of the residential complex, a black sedan was parked at the gate, and an investigator in uniform stood in front of the car.
Seeing Wang Ye's figure, the investigator stepped forward two steps, "Are you Wang Ye?"
Wang Ye nodded slightly.
"Please get in the car, I will brief you on the details in the car."
Then, the investigator opened the car door, after Wang Ye got in the car, the investigator closed the door and hurried to the driver's seat, starting the car.
"The supernatural event has been ongoing for 40 minutes now."
"Director Zhou Han is already on site."
"There are also two other supernatural beings who arrived at the same time."
"Three logistical staff."
"Previously twelve investigators went in to investigate, but after entering, the signals were lost and the positioning system failed."
"Bizarre crying can be heard from outside."
"The highways are blocked, there won't be traffic jams. We'll arrive in 20 minutes."
The investigator briefed Wang Ye on all the current information as concisely as possible while driving.
Wang Ye nodded slightly, looking at the blocked highway and the crowds of curious ordinary people on both sides of the highway. He closed his eyes, relaxed his mind, and strove to get himself into optimal condition.
The investigator driving in front stopped talking and concentrated on driving.

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grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)

ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!

ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!