A mysterious wooden door suddenly appeared in the living room.
Looking at the rising sun, a thoughtful look flashed across Wang Ye's eyes.
"Isn't the door fixed at midnight? Is there some special reason for this?"
Pondering slightly, Wang Ye glanced at Xiao Si and walked through the door.
Arriving at the front desk, an ancient long sword was placed horizontally on top.
"The reward this time..."
Muttering, Wang Ye picked up the long sword and drew it out of its sheath.
A glint of cold light flashed within the post office. Under the icy feeling, a look of delight flashed across Wang Ye’s eyes.
"What a fast blade!"
Putting the sword back silently, Wang Ye's gaze fell on the note.
'Ghost Blade: Can dismember ghosts.'
!!!
Looking at this unique introduction, Wang Ye's heart rose completely! Ghosts cannot be killed, but dismembering them can be considered weakening their powe...
As if thinking of something...
Wang Ye froze on the spot.
That bizarre severed hand, and the old man without a head...
The ghost missing both legs...
How did they end up in this state?
Could it be... they were also dismembered existences?
Thinking of the terrifying pressure from that severed hand, Wang Ye couldn't help but shudder.
If that hand was whole... How terrifying would it be...
And the one who could dismember it, what kind of existence would that be?
Swallowing, Wang Ye took a deep breath, and his hand holding the ghost blade subconsciously tightened.
"Please use with caution, the ghost blade will drain bodily functions."
Looking at the description below, Wang Ye fell silent.
Sure enough, such a terrifying thing couldn't be used recklessly right? Just like the Deboning Knife.
It's just that the side effects of this ghost blade were obviously greater.
In addition to their awakened areas, other parts of an esper's body will gradually decay as bodily functions are consumed over time.
If this weapon needed to drain bodily functions, it was no different from accelerating the death of an esper.
Perhaps... only those with fully awakened bodies could use it without worry.
Even so, he had gained another bargaining chip.
Thinking so, Wang Ye gradually relaxed his emotions and continued to look at the note.
"Next mission in 5 days."
Five days?
Wang Ye's pupils shrank slightly. As expected, with the second Eternal Night approaching, the missions from the post office had become more urgent?
Perhaps the outside world was more chaotic than he imagined.
Wang Ye kept thinking back to his previous deliveries. It seemed they were all existences that current human abilities could not handle.
Could it be... more such existences were awakening?
With worries in mind, Wang Ye slowly exited the post office.
What he didn't notice was that Xiao Si looked at the post office, and there seemed to be flickering light in her empty eyes before disappearing again.
Returning to the bedroom, Wang Ye put the ghost blade under his pillow for easy access and fell asleep on the bed.
It was laughable... that even when he was at home now he might not be safe.
Living with a ghost, a neighbor who seemed to have died years ago, and every time he left home, someone seemed to sneak into his room...
What bothered Wang Ye even more was that he didn't dare move.
Who knew if that bizarre wooden door would appear in the living room of his new home.
And... even if he moved, could he be sure the situation would be better than now...
With various thoughts running through his mind, Wang Ye fell asleep unknowingly.
In the next room...
Zhou Han let out a soft moan, opening her eyes.
At some point, the wound on her chest had disappeared, and through her torn clothes, tender new skin could be vaguely seen.
Zhou Han silently got up and looked at her disappeared wound without any surprise. She went back to her room to change her clothes, humming a tune, full of lightness.
...
The day gradually brightened.
"Wang Ye, the last new team member, I think he's not bad. Come take a look?"
After Zhang ZiLiang’s call, Wang Ye was a little helpless.
This old fox had been too diligent recently, starting work early in the morning...
With a helpless sigh, Wang Ye went out the door with Xiao Si.
"Oh, little brother, what a coincidence!"
As expected, Zhou Han's familiar voice rang out.
Her door was open, and she was leaning against the door brushing her teeth, her cheeks bulging cutely on both sides.
Her gaze was fixed on the front of Wang Ye's door.
Clearly she had been staring at Wang Ye’s side, not a coincidence at all.
"Big sister, aren't you tired..."
Wang Ye sighed, and he and Xiao Si looked at Zhou Han helplessly in sync.
"Who are you calling big sister..." Zhou Han's face instantly turned cold, like an iceberg goddess, with icy eyes fixed on Wang Ye.
"..."
Here we go again...
Wang Ye scratched his head.
"Wait for me, I heard we're registering the team today. Zhang ZiLiang asked me to come over."
Speaking, Zhou Han glanced coldly at Wang Ye, turned and walked back into the room.
Watching Zhou Han's back, a hint of thought flashed in Wang Ye's eyes.
Last night... her voice was clearly a little weak, but it seemed to have returned to normal today...
Did he hear wrong?
Wang Ye's wait lasted a full hour...
Under Wang Ye's dark face, Zhou Han was like a queen of hell, with beautiful long legs, black stockings, sexy red lips, and slender waist.
Her whole body was full of strong allure.
"Little brother, let's go."
Zhou Han was almost pressed against Wang Ye, her bright eyes flashing coquettishly as she stroked Wang Ye's cheek with her finger and laughed lightly before walking away.
"It’s the femme fatale look today..."
Wang Ye shook his head helplessly and followed with Xiao Si.
Xiao Si looked at Zhou Han's sexy outfit, and a strange light actually flashed in her eyes...
...
The familiar 21st floor.
There were clearly more staff in the logistics department than last time, and the work efficiency was very high, a far cry from before.
Clearly... Zhang ZiLiang had not been idle recently, constantly recruiting.
Arriving at the conference room.
Wang Qiang stood at the door and his eyes lit up when he saw Wang Ye, greeting him.
Wang Ye nodded lightly.
In the corner, Liu Qian, dressed extra brightly today, looked at Zhou Han, Xiao Si, bowed her head silently, and gently bit her lip.
After a long time she raised her head again, her eyes radiating confident light, smiling lightly at Wang Ye.
"Wang Ye, you're late."
Sitting in a chair, Zhang ZiLiang looked at Wang Ye with a slight frown.
"Well, who can I blame but a good neighbor..."
Wang Ye sighed helplessly, glancing meaningfully at Zhou Han.
What he got in return was Zhou Han's condescending gaze and a burst of laughter like silver bells.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
