The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

The woman in the red dress tilted her head slightly, her face partially visible beneath her long hair. Her lips opened and closed, emitting a hoarse sound, like sandpaper rubbing against glass.

"Did you... discover...?"

The voice was very soft, but all three people in the supermarket could hear it clearly.

The bald boss was sweating even more, the sweat trickling down his forehead and dripping onto the counter. His voice trembled, but he was still trying his best to maintain his pitiful composure.

"What...what did you find?" He shrank back, bumping into the shelf behind him. "If you're not satisfied with laundry detergent pods either, we have more, we have more..."

His mind raced, trying to think of something else to buy time.

He hadn't finished speaking.

A grayish-white light flashed by from the side.

too fast.

So fast that you couldn't even see its shadow, like a beam of light leaping out of a sword sheath and then back in.

The woman in the red dress still had her mouth open, her gleaming white triangular teeth still showing, but her body had already begun to change—starting from the edges, it gradually turned into black smoke, like burnt paper ash, drifting into the air.

One second later.

She has completely disappeared.

Only a wisp of faint black smoke remained on the spot, proving that this second-tier corpse species had once existed.

Allocable experience points +50.

Wu You sheathed his sword and frowned.

Fifty points?

Is a Tier 2 Corpse Species only worth 50 points?

The last time, that third-tier corpse creature gave me 800 points.

His mind raced.

Could it be that Tier 3 is the dividing line between the strength of the Corpse Species? Or was there something special about that monster from last time?

"Thump."

A muffled thud interrupted his train of thought.

The bald boss plopped down on the ground, kicked his legs a couple of times, but couldn't get up. He just lay there, staring wide-eyed at the empty space where the woman in the red dress had just been standing, his face looking like he'd seen a ghost.

Lin Wen stepped forward, took out an ID card from his pocket, and waved it in front of the boss.

"Hello, we are security officers from the Public Security Bureau."

The document was stamped with a bright red seal and read "Lanhe City Public Security Bureau".

The bald boss glanced at it, then glanced at it again, and then—

"Waaaaah—"

He burst into tears like a 150-pound child.

"There's a monster! Waaaaah... There's a monster! Her mouth, her teeth, waaaah... It scared me to death..."

The crying was deafening, and tears and snot covered his face.

Lin Wen calmly took out a small spray bottle from his pocket and sprayed it twice on the boss's face.

"Hiss—hiss—"

A faint, refreshing fragrance wafted out.

The bald boss's crying visibly subsided. A few seconds later, he blinked, looking as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. Although he was still sobbing, he was able to control himself.

This is one of the Bureau of Investigation's standard equipment, which can force ordinary people to calm down, making it easier to carry out subsequent work.

Seeing that the boss had calmed down, Lin Wen put away the spray and spoke in a businesslike tone.

"What just happened is a state secret. Police officers will arrive within half an hour to handle the situation. In the meantime, please do not mention it to anyone."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"If you violate this rule, you may be subject to restrictions on your personal freedom for allegedly violating relevant provisions of the Eastern Spirit Kingdom's highest legal code."

After hearing this, the bald boss nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"I understand! I won't say anything! I won't tell anyone!"

Lin Wen turned to look at Wu You and nodded.

The two walked out of the supermarket.

It was still light outside, and the afterglow of the setting sun painted the streets orange-red. Several passersby walked past the supermarket entrance, completely unaware of what was happening inside.

Lin Wen pressed the earpiece on his ear.

"The cleanup operation at D-6-14 has been completed. There are witnesses; the logistics department needs to handle the situation."

A brief reply came through the headset: "Received."

Lin Wen lowered his hand and looked at Wu You.

Wu You couldn't help but ask, "Is that all?"

"Yes, Lord Wu You," Lin Wen explained. "Our execution department is mainly responsible for real-time on-site cleanup. The work of comforting residents and conducting follow-up investigations is handled by our colleagues in the logistics department."

Wu You nodded.

He had seen posts on the investigation platform before, saying that after cleaning up the fake human corpses, it was necessary to conduct a search of the surrounding area. It turned out that this part of the work was the responsibility of the logistics department, and the division of labor was indeed clear.

"There are no other tasks for the time being," Lin said. "Where are you going next, Lord Wu You? I'll drive you."

"Let's go to Lanxing Residential Area."

Wu You glanced at his phone. The trip to Baiyu Martial Arts School, plus the round trip to Yiju Garden City, had already taken until after 4 PM. He could get back in time for dinner.

. . . . . .

The SUV came to a stop downstairs.

Wu You opened the car door, turned to Lin Wen, and said, "Thank you for this mission."

"No need to thank me, Lord Wu You." Lin Wen shook his head. "It's what I should do."

Wu You nodded, picked up the long cloth bag, and got off the bus.

He watched the black SUV drive out of the residential area before turning around and going upstairs.

Back in his room, Wu You leaned his sword pouch against the wall, took out his phone, and made a call.

It rang twice before the other end answered.

"Hey, Xiaoyou." Lin Yuan's voice was cheerful.

"Thank you for this mission, Uncle Lin," Wu You said, getting straight to the point.

"Oh, it's all a small matter."

On the other end of the phone, Lin Yuan leaned back in his chair with a smile on his face. He did all this simply to build a good relationship with Wu You, a young man with exceptional talent.

Grade 3B, eighteen years old. Nobody can say for sure how far this kind of talent will go in the future.

He paused, then remembered something.

"Oh, right, there's one more piece of information that you might find useful."

"What news?"

"It's about the fact that this year's college entrance examination will include a martial arts subject in addition to the academic subjects."

Wu You was stunned for a moment.

He had already seen the notification on the survey platform.

"I can use it..." He was a little confused. "Uncle Lin, do you mean... I should also take the martial arts exam?"

The martial arts department primarily recruits people who practice martial arts, and it was established to increase the number of martial artists and, consequently, the number of people with special abilities. In other words, the martial arts department is for training martial artists.

However, the upper limit for martial artists is only the third rank, grade D. He is now at least the third rank, grade B.

What is the relationship between Wu Ke and him?

Lin Yuan chuckled on the other end of the phone.

"What, take a martial arts exam?" he joked. "With your skills, do you even need to take a martial arts exam?"

"It's a martial arts university."

"Since we're establishing a martial arts program, there needs to be a place to train martial artists, so a martial arts university will be established at the same time." He paused, "Although we don't have one in Lanhe City, there will be one in the neighboring Yinhua City."

Wu You knew that Yinhua City was not far from Lanhe City, less than two hours by car.

Lin Yuan continued.

"With the opening of the new martial arts university, a large number of martial arts teachers are needed, as are invigilators for the martial arts exams. The selection of these martial arts teachers and invigilators is handled by our Investigation Bureau."

"Although most martial arts instructors and examiners are selected from among the martial artists, we can also take on these positions," he added. "We don't have to do anything, and there are rewards like contribution points, so it's not bad."

"If you'd like to go, there will be a registration portal on the survey platform later. Xiaoyou can keep an eye out for it."

After listening, Wu You understood.

Simply put, it means that the martial arts department has just opened, and you can take up a temporary position as an invigilator or martial arts teacher. It's a job with little work and high pay.

"Thank you, Uncle Lin," he replied.

"Don't mention it, I'm hanging up now."

The phone hangs up.

Wu You put down his phone, leaned back in his chair, and watched the sky outside the window gradually darken.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

It's always easier to get things done when you're in the system.

The news about the Martial Arts Academy and Martial Arts University hasn't been officially announced yet, but news of martial arts teachers and invigilators applying for temporary positions has already surfaced.

He smiled and said, "I must say, it feels pretty good."