Netherworld, at the entrance of the Messenger of Death Registration Office.
Su Wang looked at his current appearance. He was wearing a white robe and a white hat with the words 'make money at first sight' written on it. He had a mourning stick in his left hand and a soul-reaping rope in his right hand.
"This is a messenger of death?"
Su Wang was dumbfounded.
Half an hour ago, he had been crossing the road, but halfway through, a strange voice suddenly sounded.
It was this voice that stunned him on the spot. He stopped in the middle of the road, and then a Wuling Hongguang roared past and died on the spot.
When he woke up again, he found that he was already at the registration office for the messengers of death. After a series of procedures, he became a messenger of death.
"Since we're here, we should take it as it is.”
Su Wang shook his head. Although his death was a little rough, and the strange voice that descended was very strange, now that he had come to the underworld, he should think about what would happen next.
He had just learned that he was only an intern messenger of death and could only stay in the underworld for a hundred years. As long as he could catch a hundred wandering ghosts within a hundred years, he could become a regular. On average, he only needed to catch one every year.
If they didn't, they would be reincarnated after a hundred years.
As long as he became a full-time official, he would be able to become a Soul Reaper from a messenger of death. At that time, his work would be easier and the danger would not be too great. His life would be much easier.
"Let's go back to the human world and see if we can find any wandering ghosts.”
Su Wang strode toward the gates of hell.
The Gate of Hell was a passage that connected the world of the living and the netherworld. However, this place was different from the gloomy and terrifying place that Su Wang had imagined. On the contrary, it was very lively.
"Buying information on wild ghosts, the price will vary according to the strength of the wild ghosts.”
"The most awesome Messenger of Death Squad is recruiting people. Those who are interested, come quickly.”
"A top-grade Soul Reaping Rope can be taken away for only a hundred Underworld Coins. Don't miss it when you pass by.”
Looking at the bustling market in front of the gates of hell, Su Wang was also a little confused. This was different from what he had imagined. Were these messengers of death so free?
"Brother, do you want a good Soul Reaping Rope?”
At this moment, a messenger of death who was setting up a stall came over. He was holding a Soul Reaper's Rope in his hand. It was exactly the same as Su Wang's Soul Reaper's Rope, but it looked a little worn out.
"How did the gates of hell become like this? Aren't these messengers of death going to catch ghosts?"
Su Wang asked curiously.
The man glanced at Su Wang." Are you new here?”
"Yes, I just became a messenger of death."
Su Wang nodded.
Upon hearing this, the man's enthusiasm faded a little because the newcomers were all poor and did not have any Underworld Coins on them. However, he still explained a little to Su Wang.
"No wonder you don't know. It's not that we don't catch ghosts, but in the past thousand years, there have been fewer and fewer ghosts in the human world.”
"There are many messengers of death in our Netherworld. As long as we find a lonely ghost, a group of messengers of death will rush up.”
"It's fine for those old evil messengers. They can still stay in the underworld with their previous achievements. Even if they can't stay, they can reincarnate and reincarnate.”
"But we, the messengers of death who only have a hundred years of experience, are in a tough situation. If we can't catch the wild ghosts, we have to reincarnate when the time is up, and we can't reincarnate into a good family.”
"If you want to stay in the netherworld, you can only spend Underworld Coins to buy time. One thousand Underworld Coins a year is not a small amount.”
"Well, some people's time is almost up, so they come here to set up a stall and sell their ghost artifacts and whatnot, hoping to gather some Underworld coins.”
"The mission of an intern messenger of death is to catch a hundred wandering ghosts every hundred years. Do you think it's easy to catch one a year?”
"You'll know when you go to the human world. Maybe you won't meet a single lonely ghost for a few years. It's because there are fewer wild ghosts that the difficulty of becoming a regular is reduced. In the past, you had to catch a hundred wild ghosts a year.”
The man smiled as he spoke." But you don't have to be anxious. You're a newcomer and you still have a hundred years. Maybe one day, you'll be lucky and catch a hundred wild ghosts in a day.”
Hearing the other party's words, Su Wang was shocked. Previously, he did think that it was quite easy to catch one person a year, but now that he heard what the other party said, if he was unlucky, he might not be able to turn over a new leaf in a hundred years.
"Brother, why are there fewer wild ghosts in the human world?”
Su Wang asked curiously.
"Who knows? Generally speaking, wild ghosts are those who have unfinished business or suffered great grievances before their death and are unwilling to be reincarnated. That's why they stay in the human world and become wild ghosts. Now that there are fewer wild ghosts, maybe people now live very well before their death and have no regrets.”
The man shrugged.
Su Wang naturally did not believe this. He had only died for half an hour, so he knew the human world very well.
After chatting with the other party for a while, Su Wang left. He never expected that the pressure of being a messenger of death would be so great. He couldn't even catch a ghost.
However, he still had to go to the human world to take a look first. Perhaps he would be lucky enough to catch a ghost.
Arriving at the gates of hell, Su Wang took out the Yin talisman that represented his identity and strode in. In the next moment, he arrived in the human world.
"It's just as that old brother said.”
Looking at the white world in front of him, Su Wang was a little uncomfortable.
There were no skyscrapers, no blue sky, and no white clouds. The entire world was a vast expanse of whiteness.
According to what the elder brother said just now, after the messengers of death came to the human world, they could not see the situation in the human world because the underworld had set up a restriction on all the messengers of death.
This kind of restriction was to prevent the messengers of death from running amok after entering the human world. After all, some messengers of death were killed by others. Once they returned to the human world, they would definitely take revenge.
However, this was not allowed in the underworld. When you were alive, the underworld did not care about your good or evil. Only after you died would you be judged.
The netherworld had set up such a restriction. All the messengers of death who came to the world of the living would see a vast expanse of whiteness. Humans could not see the messengers of death, and the messengers of death could not see humans. The two worlds of the living and the dead would not interfere with each other.
Only during the Hungry Ghost Festival would the underworld release the restrictions and allow the messengers of death to walk in the human world for a day.
"Let's look for wild ghosts first.”
Su Wang flew quickly in the air. Although he could only see a vast expanse of white, as a messenger of death, he could still see the wild ghosts. Moreover, in this environment, the wild ghosts were unusually conspicuous.
This search lasted for seven days. Su Wang did not even smell a ghost, let alone find a wild ghost.
On the way, they encountered a few messengers of death, but no one gained anything.
After chatting with these messengers of death, Su Wang realized that wild ghosts had really become an endangered species. If anyone could encounter one, they would have to celebrate when they returned to the underworld.
"Where are we going to catch ghosts?"
Su Wang frowned.
She did not expect that when she was a human, she had to worry about performance. Now that she had become a messenger of death, she still had to worry about performance.
At this moment, a voice sounded in Su Wang's mind.
Seven days have passed. The world's strangeness has officially descended. You are about to enter the newbie dungeon. Please be prepared.
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