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Chapter 110 A New Profession: The Death-Slaying Executioner!? (15 words, Chapter 1.5)

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Qu Zhe stomped out the cigarette butt.

I suddenly remembered something.

"I remember you haven't filled all your reserve positions yet, have you?"

"No."

Fang Qingyu shook his head.

Qi Hao and Qin Hui each took one, leaving three remaining.

"Then you'd better find someone who knows how to dismember a body."

Qu Zhe poured out all the experience he knew.

"Don't underestimate this thing."

"You are also aware of the types and number of ghosts, but there aren't many people who can distinguish whether there are good things on the corpse of a ghost."

Fang Qingyu listened and nodded.

If we accept what Qu Zhe said, then whether or not the body is dismembered is indeed very important.

Some precious materials, if simply thrown away...

That would break my heart.

Moreover, deciding which half of the body to divide is also crucial.

This requires a great deal of theoretical knowledge and practical experience.

Only then can it be trained.

However, Fang Qingyu suddenly remembered something and pointed to the force field.

"Does Brother Qu have someone like that?"

Qu Zhe nodded: "Yes, it was the one wearing stockings just now."

"Oh"

Fang Qingyu listened thoughtfully.

This seems like, should, and could potentially be considered a profession, right?

So he turned to ask Qu Zhe.

"Can I go in and take a look?"

"just go."

Qu Zhe waved his hand dismissively.

It's just an example of a ghost's fate. This isn't like slaughtering a pig. At most, it's just about figuring out what's valuable about this ghost.

Fang Qingyu re-entered the force field.

I didn't feel anything at first.

A stench of burning flesh mixed with the smell of blood is now rising straight to the top of my head.

hiss.
Fang Qingyu frowned slightly and walked over.

The woman in stockings was kneeling beside the corpse, completely oblivious to the fact that the hem of her black leather jacket was stained with purple pus.

"Om-"

He plunged the knife in his hand into one of their necks.

Suddenly, it flipped three times, and the entire spine was completely pulled out as if dismantling a nine-linked ring, with dozens of connected nerve threads emerging from the rotting flesh.

When the spine is pulled out.

It was still twisting wildly on the iron plate, its end bursting open with blood-red fleshy tendrils.

The woman immediately picked up a liquid nitrogen spray gun, and the white mist instantly froze it.

"Brother Yu."

When he noticed Fang Qingyu behind him, he quickly turned around and greeted him.

Would you mind if I observed your breakdown process?

Fang Qingyu pointed to the corpse.

The woman readily agreed, but hesitated, saying, "I don't mind, it's just the process."

"It's okay, I can accept it."

Fang Qingyu had been standing and watching for a while.

It was indeed very bloody.
However, there was no physiological reaction.

Currently, I have part-time side jobs.

Only the reserve personnel of the Bureau of Sanctuary are advanced professions, and their work is closely related to daily life. They can gain professional skill experience while performing tasks for the Bureau of Sanctuary.

It's quite comfortable.

If only I could get such a job again.

That would be more effective in future operations to hunt down the Fate Demon.

The woman also saw through Fang Qingyu's thoughts.

The subsequent breakdown process is explained from time to time, which is very thoughtful.

Fang Qingyu also learned the woman's name.

Yun Jiaojiao.

Former forensic pathologist at Qingjian City Police Department.

Because he also had some talent in martial arts, he became a reserve officer in his twenties.

They started running around.

Encountering all sorts of monstrous and cursed beings.

"Thank you."

After completely dissecting the navel of the abyss, Fang Qingyu smiled and reached out his hand to her.

Unexpectedly, this was my first time hunting a monstrous, cursed being.

There is also an unexpected surprise.

[The Deathbringer/Executioner class has been detected and is being activated (1/100)]

Although I didn't learn much.

But once the active panel starts appearing, it's just a matter of time.

What to do next.

It's about reading more books about fate and ghosts, and trying to learn as much as possible about decomposition techniques.

Simultaneously.

On the panel of the Sanctuary.

The progress has also started to skyrocket!
【Occupation: Reserve Member of the Sanctuary Bureau, Lv.1 (57/100)】

[Unique Skill for this Class: True Sight Lv.1 (88/100)]

My professional experience jumped directly to over thirty years.

At most, I need to kill two more monstrous-level ghosts to level up.

To be honest, this profession was indeed suspended for quite a long time before.

it's good now.

The roles of both the Bureau of Justice and the executioner are performed simultaneously.

On the way to hunt down the Ghost of Fate.

You can also enjoy the benefits of two career upgrades.

The power is immediately at full throttle.

After returning to the Bureau of Justice with Qu Zhe, Fang Qingyu went back to his dormitory, took the book, and went back to the 28th floor, politely declining Qu Zhe's request to torture him again.

I started sitting in the booth and reading.

Qu Zhe reminded him even after his shift ended.

It's already 6 PM.

Fang Qingyu stood up and stretched.

He suddenly discovered that the study of fate and ghosts was actually quite interesting.

Various life forms exist in incredibly bizarre and uncanny ways.

I want to dissect them.

In addition to techniques, it is also necessary to understand their physical structure.

This is also very useful for hunting down ghosts on ordinary days.

of course
The greatest credit goes to the fact that the book written by the Bureau of Seminary Affairs is detailed enough.

This is the culmination of the efforts of countless SEA combat personnel.

"You've trained today, so why don't you go out and have some fun tonight?" Qu Zhe took the radio off his ear, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Go ahead, I have something to do tonight."

Fang Qingyu's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he politely declined.

"Don't be so reserved. People like us fight and kill all day long, and we have more money than we can spend. We might die any day now, so we should enjoy life while we're still alive."

Qu Zhe put his arm around Fang Qingyu's shoulder.

However, we just got on board.
He was pulled down by Duan Ling from behind.

With a dark expression, he dragged her into the back room.

"I meant going to the amusement park, the rocking horse rides!! Don't hit me, don't hit me!!"

Qu Zhe struggled frantically on the ground, but he was clearly no match for Duan Ling.

Fang Qingyu looked on, shaking his head and chuckling.

This is a good opportunity.

I sneaked back to my dorm.

I changed my clothes and went out to eat.

At the same time, I picked up my phone.

Open the SEA APP.

The account has been automatically registered.

First, open my options.

It records Fang Qingyu's military rank, merit points, and some details.

Candlelight, 243 merit points.

Killing Zeng Jing, the leader of the Gods Guild, will reward you with 50 points; killing a monstrous ghost will reward you with 10 points.

Adding to the previous 183 points.

Just right.

However, it's still a long way from 800 merit points.

Next to it is the forum option.

Click in and take a look.

At the very top is a pinned post in bright red.

"A lair of life-destroying spirits has appeared in Songdu City!! Suspected life-destroying spirits at the molting stage have been spotted!!!"

宋渡
Fang Qingyu frowned as he recalled.

If I remember correctly, Songdu is the city next to the next city.

It's only about four or five hundred kilometers away.

But what exactly is this "Netherworld Ghost's Nest"?

Fang Qingyu, out of curiosity, logged out first and searched for keywords on the forum.

Soon, some popular science posts appeared.

"The lair of the deadly spirits usually refers to deadly spirits that emerge from underground, escape detection and elimination, and slowly survive and multiply underground."

Having understood this concept, Fang Qingyu returned to the pinned post and continued reading.

The post was made a week ago.

4:20 AM.

Monitoring satellites detected abnormal crustal fluctuations at an abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs of Songdu City.

Upon arrival, ground troops discovered a giant crater approximately 50 meters in diameter, inside which numerous signs of life were detected.

Three Transcendent-level combat teams have lost contact.

The threat level of the lair is tentatively set at [Mortal Shell Level]. All combat personnel of Tier 3 or higher from surrounding cities are requested to provide immediate assistance!
Below are some photos.

The first photo shows twisted and deformed steel railings along the edges, and the inside of the pit looks like a wound gnawed by a giant beast, with the bottom of the pit completely hidden in churning purple mist.

Zoom in on the photo for details.

You can occasionally see the afterimages of pale limbs flashing through the mist, as well as scarlet membranes that look like blood vessels clinging to the rock face.

The second photo.

The image was blurred due to violent shaking, but five hunched, crawling humanoid creatures could still be identified.

Their skin is a putrid grayish-green.

The spine protrudes from the body like the limbs of a centipede, and the tips of the fingers have evolved into bony sickles.

The one at the very front is tearing apart animal remains.

On the rotting face, four eyeballs spun wildly at different frequencies.

And the last one.
Photos that will make your SAN value drop like crazy.

Darkness enveloped the entire scene like thick asphalt.

Only two giant, blood-moon-like eyes floated in the center.

Each pupil is a narrow, vertical pupil with spiderweb-like blood vessels bursting at the edges, and the iris patterns resemble some kind of symbol.

Just looking at it for a short while is extremely uncomfortable.

But it's actually not bloody or anything.

Fang Qingyu frowned and swiped down.

Mantis: "Damn! It really is a molting-level creature! The sense of oppression is exactly the same as that 'mandrill' I saw in southern Yunnan!"

Logistics Department Xiao Chen: "@All members, urgently requesting a skilled 'Death Slayer' executioner specializing in underground warfare! Dissection compensation tripled!!!"

Fumo Ke Xuan Chengzi: "The slimy patterns on the pit walls resemble Corpse-type Life Demons? I suggest fire-type cultists or yang-type martial artists go to provide support."

The comments section was even more united than I had imagined.

Everyone was thinking about how to provide support.

Fang Qingyu was very pleased to not see any keyboard warriors or anything like that.

However, the content of this post is somewhat irrelevant to me.

Molting-level Fate Ghost.
Equivalent to a martial arts grandmaster.

If support is needed, it should be provided by at least a Xuan-level martial artist.

I have only just broken through to the mortal realm.

The distance to the profound is separated by the subtle.

He could only look at it for now, so he closed it and looked down at a series of trading posts.

As Qu Zhe said.

There are indeed many people asking for all sorts of materials related to the "Destiny Ghost" (命鬼).

And I looked around.

Life Beads, Blood Essence Crystals, and Meditation Flowers are the true hard currency in the trade.

Very few people need the money.

It seems to be activating new professions.

It is urgent.

After finishing their meal, Fang Qingyu contacted Qin Hui and Qi Hao.

Starting tomorrow.

The two of them will also begin to officially go on missions with him.

night.

Rui Mansion, a manor.

The place where Zeng Jing painted last time.

Five withered, tree-like heads turned toward the night sky at the same time.

The wrinkled neck twisted eerily beneath the black robe.

The second head on the left suddenly split open its withered lips: "A Transcendent Warrior?" The black-haired head in the middle had phosphorescent flames flickering in its eye sockets: "Slaying a Pilgrim?"

"It's true, and he hasn't been possessed by any deity. Everyone in the department knows that, I can guarantee it!!!"

The man in the suit, kneeling on the grass and trembling, suddenly looked up, cold sweat soaking his clothes down his spine.

The figure listened
I gazed at the night sky and pondered for a long time.

The person kneeling on the ground dared not raise their head and could only wait quietly.

Until a voice slowly faded away along with the figure.

"I don't care what means you use."

“Go and bring him to me.”

(End of this chapter)