No one knew how long it took for the intense pain to finally subside.
The blood had already dyed Wang Ye's clothes red and was stuck to his skin.
The cracks on his skin had disappeared at some point, and his decaying functions were restored to normal again.
Wang Ye got up from the ground and sensed the changes in his body, muttering to himself: "My body has been enhanced?"
"But this surge of energy was a bit too overbearing."
Recalling the recent experience, Wang Ye couldn't help but shudder.
He really didn't want to go through that kind of pain again.
However, it seemed that his body's strength, speed and so on had all been enhanced during the energy baptism.
The martial arts he had practiced for more than ten years in his previous life now looked inadequate in his current body.
"So this is the reward for becoming a ghost courier..."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. Indeed, danger and opportunity always coexisted.
Arriving at the front desk, sure enough...
A set of black, somewhat retro clothes was placed on the front desk.
Looking at the bright red "Courier" character on the back of the top, seemingly painted with blood, the corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched.
Couldn't it look cooler...
It really was a postal uniform.
As usual, an introduction was written next to it.
Ghost Courier Uniform: Resists long-range curses (upgradeable)
Junior Courier Privilege: Can borrow a postal car once a month (3 hours).
Next delivery time: 7 days later.
Wang Ye's eyes lit up when he saw the contents on the note.
He had just experienced the power of the postal car firsthand.
It could travel freely on the outskirts of the wasteland, and even penetrate deep into the wasteland with some risk.
If used well, couldn't he go out scavenging every month!
Moreover, this ghost courier uniform also made Wang Ye very satisfied.
It was known that there were ghosts capable of remote curse killings in known paranormal events.
The most famous one, whose ghost source was still not found, could transmit voices through radio broadcasts.
All who heard the voice would die from various problems within three days.
Fortunately, the transmission rate was not high, which was the silver lining of the misfortune.
"It seems that the post office was also afraid that their couriers would be too unlucky and be killed by remote curses..."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. "I'm really looking forward to the next task."
After speaking, Wang Ye took the ghost courier uniform and returned to his home.
Seeing his own bloodstained clothes and dirty body, he took a cold shower without hesitation and put on the ghost courier uniform.
A chill spread throughout his body. Wang Ye could feel that his physical strength seemed to be increasing at a very weak rate.
"It can also enhance my physique!"
Wang Ye was a little surprised. It seemed that this ghost courier uniform was far from as simple as the post office had described.
For the post office, these were probably negligible things, and the only thing worth mentioning was resistance to curses.
"Although the clothes are a bit ugly, who cares."
Wang Ye sat satisfied on the sofa.
At this time, Zhang ZiLiang called Wang Ye again.
"Hey, I called you just now but you were out of the service area. What happened?"
There was doubt in Zhang ZiLiang's voice.
Recalling that he had just come out of the post office, Wang Ye was a little embarrassed. "I was researching a paranormal item just now, which may have blocked the signal."
"That thing is more terrifying than imagined. They can't hold on anymore. The information sent back so far is... three killed in action!"
Zhang ZiLiang's voice was heavy. "So I need you to step in now."
"Okay, I know. Give me 10 minutes to get ready." Wang Ye fell silent for a few seconds before replying, then hung up the phone.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Ye opened the hidden compartment and took out the ghost vine, peeling off the paper money stuck on it.
His hand holding the ghost vine instantly turned red.
The ghost vine seemed to be stimulated. Its dark red veins emerged, resonating with Wang Ye's arm.
Through the veins, one could clearly see that Wang Ye's arm seemed to be constantly absorbing something from the ghost vine, and the originally dormant ghost face suddenly opened its eyes and let out a series of shrill cries, its eyes full of resentment.
Wang Ye clearly felt waves of energy constantly injected into his hands.
Five minutes later...
The ghost vine completely withered, and the ghost face on it withered and its shape was no longer visible.
As a gust of wind blew by, the ghost vine turned into a wisp of dust and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Meanwhile, a face exactly like the one on the ghost vine had appeared in Wang Ye's palm at some point, but the expression on the ghost face was somewhat strange, seeming to be smiling.
After silently sensing for a while, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth. He withdrew the energy.
The ghost face disappeared from Wang Ye's palm, and everything returned to normal.
Hanging the rope around his waist, checking the flesh scraping knife, doll, and making sure everything was fine, Wang Ye pushed open the door and left home.
The mysterious postal car had disappeared outside the community entrance at some point.
But the familiar black sedan and driver appeared on time.
Seeing Wang Ye come out, the driver hurriedly opened the car door. The situation seemed to be quite serious, with some anxiety in the driver's expression.
"The address is near a shopping mall at the city south road exit."
"The area within a kilometer has been sealed off. The three surviving espers are currently trapped inside."
"Zhang Han, male, 23 years old. Blood awakening, known abilities: His blood can temporarily suppress ghosts when touching them."
"Liu Qian, female, 20 years old. Throat awakening, known abilities: Her voice has seductive power and can influence ghosts' actions to some extent."
"Wang Qiang, male, 30 years old. Skin awakening, known abilities: Extremely strong impact resistance, other unknown."
Wang Ye silently nodded as he listened to the information of the three espers.
Sure enough, Zhang ZiLiang had made preparations. These three espers' abilities were quite complementary and suitable for team formation.
But...
Likewise, the ghost must be very powerful too.
After all, only three were left alive out of the team that Zhang ZiLiang had carefully unearthed... That old fox must be hurting badly now.
Wang Ye suddenly had some schadenfreude at the thought.
Suddenly thinking of something, Wang Ye asked, "What about the information on the ghost?"
"..."
The driver was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "All information about the ghost... unknown."
"Unknown?"
Wang Ye frowned slightly, looking at the driver scrutinizingly.
"Yes..."
The driver was a little helpless. "It has been in a no-signal state all along in there, unable to contact the espers."
"It wasn't until half an hour ago that a brief, weak signal was transmitted."
"Moreover, the signal only lasted for 10 seconds."
"The transmission content was just one short message."
"Zhang Han, Liu Qian, Wang Qiang alive. Help needed!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
