Room No. 1365 on the 13th floor.

Inside Zhong Shenxiu's single-bedroom dormitory.

As a residence for a full-time employee, it had a bedroom, a separate bathroom, and covered over forty square meters.

The decoration was unique, complete with household appliances, internet cables, and WIFI.

On this floor, aside from a 24-hour self-service restaurant that always had fresh food, there was also a gym and a swimming pool, comparable to a luxury hotel.

At least, Zhong Shenxiu was very satisfied with the living conditions here.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, immersed in his spiritual practice for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt a sense of clarity in his mind and recalled his slightly neurotic behavior from before, he couldn't help but show a wry smile.

'The body and mind are actually correlated, having a connection in mystic studies... The transformation of my body into a celestial being had a rather intense effect on my True Spirit...'

Before, he had felt as if there was a new spring in his soul, constantly emitting madness and pollution.

This made Zhong Shenxiu's actions slightly aggressive and full of exhibitionism, with some changes in personality.

Completely different from his previous self!

After this session of practice, however, he felt the sudden emergence of a cold and detached rationale in his soul, akin to a lake that submerged the previous flames of insanity.

"Hard practicing for half a month and yet not even completing the first layer of the Ghost Immortal Reincarnation Skill..."

He shook his head in thought, "To max out forcefully, it would probably require over ninety thousand Heavenly Show Points... Not a single loophole to exploit, truly frustrating indeed..."

During this period of practice, he had also come to understand.

The Ghost Immortal Reincarnation Skill only cultivated the True Spirit, without any supernatural flair.

Its greatest use was to continuously accumulate one's own rationale, just like a dam holds back river water.

"Even... I need to wait until I reach the third layer of practice to let rationale completely cover the continuous pollution brought on by the transformation of my body into a celestial being, allowing more retention than release of water... When enough has been accumulated to the ninth layer, the True Spirit can return, calming the madness of the body's transformation and gaining complete control over the flesh."

"A very simple truth... But although this world's flow of time is much different from that of the Seven Luminaries Heaven, I must hurry and complete it, delay could mean trouble!"

Zhong Shenxiu was pondering when he suddenly sensed something, grabbed the large black umbrella next to him, and walked out of the room.

In the grand living room facing the elevator, a group of people were gathered around a package.

It had conspicuously appeared on the ground, wrapped in a layer of pure white paper, giving off an ominous feeling.

"This... looks like spirit paper, the kind of paper that upscale funeral shops use to make paper effigies or paper money..."

Chu He pushed up his glasses.

At this time, couriers assigned to a temporary team-building task had a premonition and came out of their rooms, watching the package.

Written on it with a brush was a delivery address—'Burial Mountain Cemetery No. 027'.

Murong Hong quickly flipped through her phone, "This is a cemetery on the east side of the D City, quite small and remote with no public transport access, an hour's drive..."

"There's no time constraint on the work message, as long as it's done today."

Liu Xin pondered, "Which means we must deliver the package by 11 p.m. at the latest, leaving an hour for a team dinner..."

"I... I think..." Han Bingjie glanced at Zhong Shenxiu, mustered courage, and said, "is there a need to go at night? In the stories, aren't ghosts always haunting around at night? We could go at noon, when the yang energy is at its strongest..."

"Faulty thinking! What we are facing is not the ghosts from folk tales. Even during the day, even under the midday sun, 'Gui Yi' can still appear, still kill..." Zong Sheng scoffed.

"But daylight is to our advantage, it can at least calm the nerves."

Chu He looked at the time and smiled, "Let's all go back and get ready, we'll choose to have lunch together at noon then, no one wants to go to the cemetery at night, right?"

"No problem."

"I don't either."

Zhong Shenxiu nodded along with the crowd.

"So..." Chu He took a step forward, ready to pick up the tightly wrapped parcel, "I'll take care of it..."

If the parcel were lost or damaged during delivery, the courier would inevitably be cursed by the company, dying a gruesome death.

Besides that, the person responsible for delivering the 'cursed' parcel to the recipient didn't receive any special treatment, instead, it was full of danger.

Therefore, no one fought with Chu He for this task.

But a hand with large joints and calloused skin pressed down on the parcel.

A calm voice came through, "I am also an executor of this job, the parcel should be under my care!"

The owner of this hand was a man in his thirties, with rough skin, a stubbled face, and eyes sharp as a hawk's, though now bloodshot.

"Manager Cao?"

Chu He seemed surprised, "You're an executor too?"

The newcomer was none other than Cao Liuyu, the regional manager of the 13th floor. He nodded expressionlessly, showing a company text message that had the sender's information scrambled into an unintelligible mess.

Then, with an authority that could not be questioned, he took the parcel.

"What a hassle..."

Chu He sighed as he watched Cao Liuyu's receding figure.

At the Anywhere Express Company, a temp worker could become a regular employee after completing three jobs, and a regular staff member could only be promoted to supervisor after completing six jobs.

To be promoted from supervisor to manager, besides the volume of work, one must also have participated in an annual meeting!

And Cao Liuyu was the only survivor of the previous year's meeting on this floor!

His vast experience alone was enough to command awe.

Not to mention, Chu He had vaguely heard some news that Cao Liuyu also wielded considerable power outside, having threatened employees to do dangerous pathfinding work for him.

He was someone who would stop at nothing to survive!

"The fact that even a regional manager has to participate indicates the difficulty of this task..."

Murong Hong and Liu Xin, the two women, were almost in despair.

The expressions on Zong Sheng and Han Bingjie's faces were also very ugly.

"Alright, everyone go get ready, I'll go and confirm with Manager Cao one last time..."

Chu He clapped his hands, "Murong Hong will take care of the background investigation on Burial Mountain Cemetery, Zong Sheng will be responsible for the transportation, Liu Xin, you and Gui Yi prepare the necessary supplies and outdoor equipment. You all know the drill, just follow the list... Han Bingjie, you're in charge of packing food and drinks from the cafeteria, after all, for a team-building dinner, there must be a 'dinner'..."

...

Several hours later.

Inside a rented bus, the couriers tasked with this job were all seated.

Zhong Shenxiu, Cao Liuyu, Chu He, Han Bingjie, Liu Xin, Murong Hong, and the driver Zong Sheng, who was said to have been a taxi driver before entering the company and could manage to drive a large vehicle.

Plus two others not so well acquainted with, named Liu Dacheng and Miao Yingying, totaling nine people.

"A nine-person mission, this is a bit unconventional..."

Murong Hong had a gloomy look, as if heading to the gallows, "I've looked up the history of Burial Mountain Cemetery; it wasn't a resting place for an ancient monarch, but a whole village... it was called 'Xiao Jun Village.' It was destroyed in a mudslide twenty years ago, most of the villagers died... they were buried in Burial Mountain Cemetery and then it gradually fell into disuse..."

"Don't be scared, everyone, we have Manager Cao leading us this time, and the wise Chu He is here too, nothing can go wrong."

Liu Dacheng smiled humbly, like a sycophant.

As an average person, even with average intelligence, unable to find a way out by himself, he had no choice but to worship authority.

Within the 13th floor, Cao Liuyu, who had accumulated enough experience to be a manager, was the best person to rely on.

Liu Dacheng and Miao Yingying, who normally prided themselves as Cao Liuyu's confidants, were now licking boots with extra fervor.

Chu He pushed up his glasses, distinctly feeling that as soon as Murong Hong mentioned the words 'Xiao Jun Village,' Cao Liuyu's body shuddered.

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