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The night is dark and windy.

In a building where strange crying sounds are often heard at night, the lights are on in the top-floor office.

Tan Wenjie looked up at the line of ghosts standing in front of him, then looked down at the documents in his hand.

"Hey, turn off the green flashlight." He pointed.

"Me? Oh, sorry!"

A man dressed like a drowned water ghost quickly apologized and turned off his flashlight.

"Ahem, let me introduce myself first. I'm now in charge of issuing your ghost certificates." Tan Wenjie interlaced his fingers and rested them on his chin. "You can call me Celestial Master."

The female ghost Zhou Xiaoping, noticing the silence, immediately tried to be obsequious by squeezing out a sound through her nose: "Hmm?"

The ghosts seemed to awaken from a dream.

"Greetings, Celestial Master!" *N
The voices were out of tune and the energy was lacking, but there was plenty of time to correct them later, so Tan Wenjie didn't dwell on these minor flaws.

His gaze returned to the documents.

"The guy in red?"

"Uh...uh...uh." A figure dressed in red walked out.

"You're the vengeful ghost with the best performance last quarter?"

"Uh uh uh."

"Damn, you can do this job even if you can't speak properly?"

A female ghost stepped forward and said, "The senior in red said that he himself did not know why he inexplicably became the top seller. His videos are all over the internet, with over ten million views, and he has even become popular on the other side of the ocean."

"Who are you?" Tan Wenjie looked at the female ghost in the red dress.

"Jessica, the recently popular online horror ghost, that's me," she introduced herself with a smile.

"Oh, I've never heard of that. I didn't tell you not to step forward."

Jessica: "..."

But outwardly, he dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction and always maintained a smile.

The person in front of her was different from her superior. Although he was a living person, he could kill ghosts with ease and truly held the power of life and death over ghosts. Jessica was good at judging the situation and knew when to shut up.

After apologizing, he voluntarily stepped back into the group.

Tan Wenjie's gaze returned to the boy in red, and he made some guesses about his sudden transformation into a vengeful ghost, which was most likely related to the little girl in red that he had personally participated in some time ago.

The little girl in red has disappeared, but the legends associated with her will not. At this time, the boy in red is dressed similarly to the little girl in red, so he naturally receives the traffic from the little girl in red.

A mute, low-IQ brat inexplicably became the most terrifying urban legend of the year.

"you……"

Tan Wenjie looked up and stared at the man in red for a long time.

"Never mind, luck is also a part of ability."

As someone who once relied on praying for good fortune to grow up, he admits that luck is sometimes more important than ability.

“Red-clothed boy, go back. Let’s talk about the next thing, which is also the part everyone is most concerned about: your ghost certificates…”

Tan Wenjie picked up the ID and glanced at it, causing all the vengeful ghosts present to hold their breath.

It's like waiting for the final verdict.

A group of things without a heartbeat were so nervous that they swallowed hard, feeling the tension that only those who were alive could experience.

Tan Wenjie: "The ghost certificates that have already been issued can continue to be used."

"Whoosh—" *N
The ghosts breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Wenjie had no interest in the ultimate fear collected by the vengeful ghost.

"but!"

The ghosts, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, held their breath again.

I'm not afraid of my boss nodding in approval, but I'm most afraid of him saying "but".

"But before that, we agree on three rules: creating urban legends is acceptable, but you cannot harm people, you cannot collude with humans, and you cannot collude with other truly harmful ghosts. Any news must be reported immediately, and there will be a reward for reporting."

"Yes!"*N
The voice was loud and clear, and my heart finally settled down. At least we wouldn't disappear and we would still have a chance to live.

"Also, the ghost character designs you created yourself are terrible. I've arranged a few career guidance teachers for you." Tan Wenjie flipped through those formulaic ghost character designs that were clearly borrowed from horror movies.

They especially loathe the parts of youth-angst literature.

What's so great about dying in a relationship? Compared to Chu Renmei and Kayako, it's nothing. At least you won't be judged as someone with a love-struck mind.

A female ghost asked in confusion, "Employment...guidance...teacher?"

At that moment, the air suddenly turned cold.

Although the ghosts were dead, their souls still had a strong sense of fear, especially the lower-level ghosts when facing beings far superior to themselves.

When the figure of the female ghost, dressed in a blue robe and with her hair veiled, appeared, almost everyone shuddered in unison.

The tangible resentment, like black mist and malice, completely enveloped the figure, leaving only a blurry human outline. When one looked at it, it felt as if one's shoulders became heavy, as if something was pressing down on them.

Wait, it seems they really are leaning on each other's shoulders; everyone has been assigned a "mentor"!
"This is Chu Renmei, also known as Teacher Shancun."

The ghosts: "..."

Then another eerie figure appeared, completely covered in black cloth.

Unlike Chu Renmei, the other party did not have any particularly obvious resentment. Rather than saying that the other party was an evil spirit or ghost, it was more like... a god.

"You can call this teacher Heishan. There are two teachers, one male and one female, who can lead you in practical classes to improve your professional skills in all aspects."

"There are actually male ghosts who can learn from the teacher?" A small group of male ghosts began to get sexually aroused.

They have always been at the bottom of the list of vengeful ghosts. Except for the period of the Rain Night Butcher in the last century, which made male ghosts somewhat famous, female ghosts have the advantage most of the time.

Now that they have a chance to turn their lives around, they all want to seize this lifeline, become ghost kings, and reach the pinnacle of ghost life. From then on, they burn paper money until they vomit, and their own urban legends circulate everywhere.

After the division was completed, each ghost, after being questioned closely by Chu Renmei, expressed that they were "very satisfied".

"Celestial Master!" a female ghost raised her hand. "The next talent show is about to begin, what do you think..."

Tan Wenjie casually pointed to a few kids: "Red-shirted boy, Jessica, and Zhou Xiaoping, you guys go over there."

Although he didn't initially plan to do so, given the current pace of development, this world will most likely fall into his hands soon. Since he's already here, he might as well take it.

After the ghosts left, Tan Wenjie's gaze returned to the ghost certificate.

It's a pity the commander is dead, otherwise we could have figured out who the magical artifacts shrouded in faint resentment came from.

Now he has to start the investigation from scratch and at least solve the problem of the Abyss invasion before he leaves.

Otherwise, I don't know what this place will be like when I come back next time.

"material……"

……

After leaving the office, the ghosts arrived at the elevator.

Zhou Xiaoping, who went from being an unknown female ghost to a member of the management team, was still not quite used to the change in her identity. However, the girl in red and Jessica knew very well who was in charge, so they took the initiative to explain to her the job of a talent show mentor.

Their warmth and friendliness made one feel overwhelmed with gratitude.

The ghosts swarmed into the elevator, none of them wanting to stay with the leader.

Holding up the Ghost Certificate, Jessica said, "This certificate allows ordinary people to see us. Only when they see us can they be afraid of us."

"Yes, yes." Zhou Xiaoping nodded excitedly.

Although the process was somewhat tortuous, I was lucky enough to latch onto the right powerful figure and successfully obtained a certificate for the vengeful ghost.

How did it appear?

"Just think about the things you resented most in your life, but you need to practice a lot. Don't rush, I will teach you properly."

"Oh."

……

Three young men sneaked in furtively downstairs from the hotel, each holding a cell phone.

A blond-haired man acted as the leader, followed by a fat man and a handsome young man carrying an umbrella.

The patrolling security guard was dozing off in the duty room, completely unaware of the uninvited guest who had sneaked in.

A while ago, someone went viral online for "giving away zongzi (sticky rice dumplings)," and then a terrifying female corpse monster appeared at a school, causing a huge uproar.

There's also a crazy woman promoting some kind of "Great Black Buddha Mother" online, causing chaos, not to mention the little girl in red who caused a huge uproar not long ago.

Some people avoid ghost stories like the plague, but others see the key to online fame. It's quick money, exciting, and becoming a major internet celebrity has become the hope for many talented but unsuccessful young people to turn their lives around.

It's just that you might encounter ghosts, but thinking about it carefully, going to work seems even scarier.

"Hey, is this place really haunted?"

"Nonsense, I've heard there are all sorts of crying sounds every night."

"Could it be that kind of thing?"

"Damn, stop laughing so lewdly."

"Hahaha."

"Guanyu, hey, why aren't you saying anything?"

The two people walking ahead, who were joking around, noticed that their remaining companions remained silent the whole way.

"Did you bring the items?"

"Yes, yes." Guan Yu nodded and took out an umbrella.

It is covered with various complex runes and symbols.

They should mostly appear in temples or during sacrificial processions.

"Guanyu is a Zhong Kui dancer, so even if there really are ghosts, there's nothing to be afraid of."

"Yeah, let's rush in together in a bit. Remember to record everything with the camera, and it would be best if we could capture the ghost. If there's any real danger, have Guanyu capture it! If we can get a picture of someone catching a ghost, it'll definitely go viral!"

What if there are many ghosts?

"Take off your pants and use a boy's urine."

"I'm long gone."

Have you ever had a girlfriend?

"I fly planes every night, so people call me the captain."

"Depend on!"

The three of them chatted and laughed as they arrived in front of the hotel building.

I just happened to see the elevator descending rapidly, heading straight for the first floor.

"Are there still people here so late?"

Ding.

The elevator arrived at the first floor and opened automatically.

The place was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight. The blond guy with the camera was the first to peek inside.

He was blind, but the seemingly empty elevator was actually crowded with all sorts of ghostly figures. They even moved backward in unison as he peered in, trying to create some distance between themselves and the elevator.

Huang Mao went into the elevator first, followed by the other one, while Guan Yu stood motionless at the elevator entrance, hesitant.

"Come on, hurry upstairs."

"I always feel..." Guan Yu hesitated, but nodded and stepped inside in response to the urging.

As soon as I stepped down, the elevator alarm went off.

"Overweight?"

"Is the elevator broken?"

The air inside the elevator was cold and damp.

"How about we sit down for a bit?"

"Maybe we really did encounter a ghost!" Yellow Hair was very excited. Looking at his two companions' timid appearance, he mocked, "Damn, you guys aren't really scared, are you? If you won't sit, I'll sit myself."

The elevator door slowly closed.

The blond-haired man excitedly held up his camera and shouted in the elevator.

However, the ghosts in the elevator remained silent.

"How about scaring him?"

"That's not a good idea. The Celestial Master might be unhappy. He just told us to keep a low profile."

"Uh uh uh……"

"What did the guy in red say?"

“He said we were ghosts, and scaring people was our main job.”

All the ghosts turned to look at Zhou Xiaoping. As the henchman of the Celestial Master, they insisted that she make the choice.

"Then, how about we scare you once?" Zhou Xiaoping held up one index finger.

"1, 2, 3..."

*Snap*, the lights inside the elevator flickered on and off.

The numbers started displaying garbled characters and errors.

The air conditioner temperature dropped sharply.

"They're here! They're here!" the blond-haired man exclaimed excitedly, holding up his camera.

With another "snap," the elevator plunged into complete darkness.

In the darkness, Huang Mao could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat, and as time went on, this eerie tension and excitement continued to grow.

My brain started to wander uncontrollably.

"Snap!" The light came on again.

The blond-haired man's eyes widened.

The elevator, which was empty just a moment ago, is now packed with people.

Some crawled on the ground and hugged his legs, some hung upside down on the wall like giant spiders, and others reached out from every corner they could see and scratched at his face.

Ding, the elevator door opens.

"Help me!!"

Guan Yu and Fatty, who were anxiously waiting at the door, saw Huang Mao tumble and crawl out.

Yellow soup dripped from his trouser leg.

The two were slightly stunned, unsure of what had happened.

My gaze followed the wet stains upwards and finally settled on the crotch of the blond-haired man's pants.

The fat man pointed at him and said, "Yellow Hair, you..."

"There's a ghost!" the blond-haired man screamed hysterically.

Tap tap tap, the lights outside started to flicker.

Guan Yu and the fat man reached out and grabbed the blond-haired man, dragging him backward quickly, leaving a long, wet yellow trail on the ground.

The stench was overwhelming.

One after another, terrifying-looking demons crawled out of the elevator.

They just cleverly avoided the yellow damp stains.

"It's a boy's urine!" the fat man exclaimed in surprise. "But that doesn't make sense. That bastard blondie is always chasing girls, how could he still be a virgin?"

Guan Yu had already opened the umbrella; his mind was a bit of a mess.

They used magical artifacts to create a shield, blocking the advance of the evil spirits.

They fought their way out and retreated until they finally left the hotel, at which point they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Guanyu?"

"I think I should contact my dad."

Guan Yu was breathing heavily, gazing at the hotel in the distance. His ears were still ringing, and all he could hear was the pounding of his heart.

This time, we've really discovered a huge problem.

……

"Phew, they're finally gone." The menacing ghosts watched the three run away and breathed a sigh of relief.

When that umbrella opened, they almost thought they were going to be scared out of their wits, but thankfully they managed to finish the performance thanks to their superb acting skills and strong sense of conviction.

The standoff was intense, with both sides fearing the other might suddenly lose their temper and try to fight. (End of Chapter)