Back home, sitting on the sofa, Wang Ye still had vivid memories of the scene earlier.
It was as if the old man's appearance was deeply etched in Wang Ye's mind.
Why haven't I ever heard of this damn "Suburban Cemetery" in my last life!
It must be at least an S-level site!
Or maybe when I died in my last life, this place still hadn't erupted!
Or perhaps...
Even as an A-level squad member in my last life, I didn't have the qualification to know this information!
Wang Ye sighed softly, trying to control himself from thinking about it too much. He went to the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face and felt much more refreshed.
Back in the living room, Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, somewhat speechless.
"Did it have to appear so suddenly?"
Somehow, that mysterious wooden door had appeared in the living room again.
It seemed to be just an ethereal projection, but when Wang Ye touched the wooden door, he could feel its physical existence.
Hesitating once more, Wang Ye now had plenty of time to carefully observe the surroundings.
Inside the post office, apart from the front desk, there was a huge storage cabinet on the left.
The cabinet was filled with all kinds of items.
Bloodstained spears, rusty nails, little bronze tripods.
And so on...
Full of mystery.
On the right was another huge cabinet, filled with letters, identical to the one Wang Ye had sent out earlier.
While his letter only had faint red bloodstains, most of the letters in the cabinet were half red.
What caught the eye the most were the three letters at the very top of the cabinet.
They were completely stained red with blood, emitting an eerie aura that drew people in irresistibly.
Wang Ye shook his head slightly, snapping out of the bizarre feeling.
It looked like the letter he had submitted earlier was the simplest, most ordinary one...
The deeper the red, the greater the difficulty?
The simple letter today had nearly trapped him, and he had even met a frightening old man.
What kinds of horrors would the top three blood-soaked letters represent...
And what did the other mysterious item represent...
Wang Ye looked up into the distance.
A staircase stood in the nearby darkness, seeming to be mostly obscured by the shadows. Just one glance made Wang Ye's soul shiver.
He knew this was not a place he was qualified to explore.
But this meant the post office had a second floor.
Drawing back his thoughts, Wang Ye looked towards the front desk where he had picked up the envelope.
A hemp rope lay quietly on the desk.
"Is this my reward?"
"Ghost rope?"
Wang Ye murmured to himself as he picked up the hemp rope.
A bizarre feeling emerged in Wang Ye's body. The rope was icy cold, seeming to carry a gloomy aura.
But this aura didn't harm Wang Ye. On the contrary, it faintly lingered around him, setting off a unique temperament.
There was a familiar note by the rope.
"Ghost rope: can restrain ghosts."
"Collect the next letter in 7 days."
The short two sentences answered all of Wang Ye's doubts.
Come back here to collect the next letter in seven days?
Wang Ye fell into contemplation. For now, this mysterious post office was of unknown circumstance, but it seemed that with the appropriate effort, generous rewards would also be given.
It was like...
I'm something like a courier, or...a postman?
Today's letter, at least so far, appeared to have suppressed the crisis of Grave No. 3.
Could it be to suppress the ghosts inside?
What exactly was the purpose of this post office? Was it purely to maintain peace?
At least there didn't seem to be any downsides for now.
Wang Ye calmly analyzed the situation. In any case, things still seemed to be moving in a positive direction. His rebirth in this life also seemed to become more interesting, right?
Looking at the hemp rope in his hand, a smile crept up the corner of Wang Ye's mouth.
Although the post office's introduction of the rope was simple, Wang Ye knew clearly that any paranormal object was frightening. As long as utilized well, they could produce unimaginable effects.
Also...
Being able to restrain ghosts without gold, this was simply outrageous in paranormal events.
One must know, even his entire A-level squad in his past life only had one damaged paranormal object.
Although the tasks were dangerous, the rewards were equally generous.
Wang Ye felt this was very suitable for someone like him with a serious gambling addiction.
Perhaps the paranormal abilities he couldn't awaken in his past life could be realized in this one.
Life was gradually becoming...
Interesting.
With a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, Wang Ye fell onto the bed and slowly drifted off to sleep.
In his past life...
He also had another nickname...
The Mad Gambler.
...
The Crimson Hunting Squad.
"Zhang Kai, are you sure he's just an ordinary person?" The middle-aged man with the rib meat wings asked Zhang Kai solemnly.
"Yes, and he seemed very familiar with paranormal situations," Zhang Kai said thoughtfully, recalling Wang Ye's behavior that day. "Also, he gave me a feeling."
"What feeling?" the man asked.
"He is too indifferent towards life, whether it be others' or his own," Zhang Kai said decisively.
Recalling how Wang Ye had stepped onto the illusion without hesitation just to test it for danger, as well as his actions in the 4th floor hallway, Zhang Kai felt a chill run down his spine.
Although he could also make sacrifices for the mission, he knew he could never be so nonchalant about it.
"It's as if..."
Zhang Kai seemed to be looking for the right word.
"Like what?" the man pressed.
Zhang Kai frowned deeply. After a long while, his eyes lit up, "Gambler, yes, a gambler!"
"At the stairs, he was gambling that it was just a low-level ghost unable to alter the terrain."
"In the 4th floor hallway, he gambled that only water drops falling on his skin would trigger the ghost's killing pattern!"
"It was just naked gambling behavior!" Zhang Kai stated decisively.
As long as it wasn't a doomed situation, that student-looking person seemed willing to gamble without hesitation!
"I see..." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, seeming lost in thought about something.
After a long while, the man instructed, "Investigate that student's information, and report the situation to the Heaven Unit."
"Report to the Heaven Unit?" Zhang Kai hesitated.
The man smiled. "No matter how gifted, he is still just an ordinary person after all."
"We might as well send his information to the Heaven Unit. Perhaps we can even get some points in exchange."
Zhang Kai nodded blankly.
Finally, this familiar feeling again.
No need to think, just follow orders.
This damned sense of security.
"But you need to awaken your second organ soon, otherwise with your current condition, your body functions will decay in at most two months," the middle-aged man said seriously, patting Zhang Kai's shoulder.
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!
transmigrates into the role of a villainous rich second-generation kid in an urban fantasy novel, and gets bound to a god-tier choice system. Right at the start, he catches the female lead stealing exam papers! This triggers the villain's choice options! [Choice 1: Pretend you didn't see anything] [Choice 2: Loudly call her out, drawing everyone's attention] [Choice 3: ...] And thus, a twisted villain is born. To avoid getting killed by the protagonist, he has no choice but to take down all the protagonists first. Jiang Che: Nobody understands being twisted better than me!
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.
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!
