"Team leader, is my logistics department really to be bullied like this?" In Li Xinghe's office, Zhang Ziliang's eyes were bloodshot with agitation.
Su Changqing and Wen Hua stood expressionlessly to one side, not knowing what they were thinking about, and neither said a word.
Li Xinghe cast a silent, turbid glance at Zhang ZiLiang and lightly sighed: "But your logistics department really has no one capable left."
"Who said Wang Ye must die!"
"At least no one has found his corpse yet!"
Zhang ZiLiang's emotions grew more agitated.
Wen Hua's small eyes narrowed as he smiled ingratiatingly: "People have already gone deep into the wastelands, how can you find a corpse?"
Su Changqing gently nodded in agreement: "Old Zhang, let it go."
"Let it go and hand over your son?"
Zhang ZiLiang's icy gaze looked towards Su Changqing, like a maddened lion, full of ferocity.
"Heh heh, Wenqian has already awakened three times after all." Su Changqing let out a cold laugh.
"Three awakenings!"
Zhang ZiLiang was stunned for a moment, growing increasingly irritable: "You're abusing power for personal gain!"
"Enough."
As the argument grew more and more heated, Li Xinghe rubbed his temples in frustration, the fatigue evident on his aged face: "From today, Team A will switch to a challenge system, the winner gets in, the loser gets out."
"If there's nothing else, you can all leave now."
Having said that, Li Xinghe softly sighed and waved his hand.
"Team leader!!"
"This is unfair! Lin'an City is still fighting!"
"Wang Ye's blood has not yet dried, is this not too much?"
Zhang ZiLiang's fists were tightly clenched, and in that moment, his whole person seemed to have aged significantly.
"Hmph, if Wang Ye is unwilling, let him fight to get back in."
"That is, if he can still survive."
Su Changqing coldly glanced at Zhang ZiLiang and turned to leave.
Wen Hua's small eyes kept blinking, seemingly pondering something. It was a long time before he finally nodded at Li Xinghe and left silently.
With the two of them gone, silence filled Li Xinghe's office.
After a long while...
"Still acting?"
Li Xinghe looked at Zhang ZiLiang with a mocking smile.
At some point, Zhang ZiLiang had reverted back to being calm and collected, with his hands clasped behind his back. There was no sign left of his previous rage.
He went to the window and looked out over the capital city: "If I'm not angry, how will the foolish fish take the bait?"
"I just wonder if those two old fellows will be anxious when my logistics department takes all the team spots."
Zhang ZiLiang said lightly.
Li Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Oh? You're that confident Wang Ye isn't dead?"
"I installed a satellite locator on his phone."
"He...will be back soon."
Zhang ZiLiang spoke breezily, as if it were a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
"Then I'm rather looking forward to it."
Li Xinghe smiled lightly, the fatigue still evident on his aged face: "Word from Daocheng is that their young master has gone out to train, and may be coming to our capital soon."
Zhang ZiLiang was startled, then sank into scheming thoughts.
After a long while...
"If the young master clashes with Qingfeng Village people..."
Zhang ZiLiang muttered to himself, then fell silent again as he pondered further. The room became quiet once more.
The exhausted Wang Ye opened his eyes, his lips parched. He looked up at the postal service vehicle's navigation and heaved a sigh of relief.
The post office had finally let up on him, this was the road back.
It looked like he'd be able to reach the capital city soon.
The relentless pain from his body and the aftereffects of using the Ghost Cleaver made Wang Ye frown slightly.
This time...the losses were a bit too great.
However, thinking of what he had gained, Wang Ye felt a trace of anticipation.
The effects of that wooden fish were still unknown for now, but the junior post office privileges had Wang Ye rather curious.
Hopefully they wouldn't just casually send him away.
After all, back in Lin'an City, if he hadn't happened to run into Mao Yong'an, things would have been much more difficult to resolve, at least with the endless ghost slaves he wouldn't have been able to take a single step.
Exhausted, drowsiness came over him and Wang Ye once again sank into slumber.
The door to Wang Ye's house opened soundlessly. Zhou Han leaned against the doorframe, looking inside at the figure identical to Wang Ye sweetly smiling away.
"Hey, spooky guy, he'll be back soon, you know."
"Better watch out not to capsize your boat in the sewer."
Zhou Han's voice was sweet as she spoke smilingly.
On the sofa, the Wang Ye who now looked much more lifelike and less stiff than before silently turned his head to glance at Zhou Han. A pondering expression appeared on his somewhat stiff face, and after a long while...
He silently got up, turned off the TV, and meticulously cleaned up the room's dust.
The room was spotless.
Finally, as if recalling the TV plot, he seemed to think of something. His mouth opened slightly but no matter how hard he tried, no sound came out.
He could only lift up one hand and lightly tap the air twice.
Zhou Han studied him intently for a good while with a black expression before finally pouting and saying: "Melodramatic! I really don't know where you crawled out from."
Then Zhou Han swung her twin ponytails and went to fetch a bottle of perfume from her room which she threw at Wang Ye.
Wang Ye carefully tapped the air a few times in the room, then handed the perfume back to her.
"It's dirty, don't want it."
Having said that, Zhou Han shot Wang Ye a disgusted look before heading back to her own room and shutting the door with a bang.
Back in her room, Zhou Han blanked out for a second. When she looked up at the clock again, Wang Ye had meanwhile gently sliced open his own abdomen and reverently placed the perfume inside.
Faintly visible were two children's books in his belly apart from the perfume.
His belly slowly healed up while he quietly left Wang Ye's room, gently shutting the door.
The tidy room faintly smelled of perfume, the only pity being that the windows had been welded shut and couldn't air out.
Wang Ye looked somewhat regretful as he pushed open the door of the adjacent room and walked in.
The postal service vehicle came to a steady stop at the entrance of Wang Ye's residential compound.
Inside the car, Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes and warily surveyed his surroundings before heaving a long sigh of relief. He pushed open the door and staggered out.
As Wang Ye alighted, the postal vehicle started up again and vanished into thin air.
Barely making it back to his house entrance, Wang Ye sighed slightly at the sight of the fallen hair by the door as usual.
Ever since his rebirth, his house had become more and more lively.
He really wondered whether he actually lived alone.
Bracing himself, he picked up the Bone Cleaver and cautiously opened the door to see the spotless room. For a moment he was somewhat taken aback.
Last time...
Didn't even the sofa get shredded to pieces?
This time, it seemed things weren't quite as he had imagined.
Silently walking into the room, he carefully searched around for a bit. Determining there was nothing out of the ordinary, Wang Ye heavily collapsed onto the bed and closed his eyes.
As he fell asleep, his powerful body rapidly worked to repair itself.
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