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

It was already evening when Wu You and Lin Yuan entered the Investigation Bureau building.

The elevator went up to the third floor, and Lin Yuan led him into an office. Inside, a uniformed staff member saw them come in, took two small boxes from a cabinet, placed them on the table, and pushed them towards them.

"Comrade Wu You, here is your identification."

Wu You opened the first box.

Inside lay a dark blue document with the golden emblem of the Eastern Spirit Kingdom printed on the cover, and below it was the words: Eastern Spirit Kingdom Abnormal Investigation Bureau.

Inside, there was his photo, name, number, and a page with a red stamp indicating his appointment.

The serial number column reads: LH-36.

He then opened the second box.

Inside was also a document, but the cover was different—dark green, with the police department's emblem printed on it.

Wu You looked up at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan leaned against the table and explained, "Some races' corpses can absorb negative emotions to increase their strength, so information about corpses cannot be made public rashly. The Investigation Bureau also can't appear in front of the world." He paused, "The identity of the Public Security Bureau is a cover; the staff of the Investigation Bureau basically have the identity of public security officers."

Wu You nodded, put away the two certificates, and then picked up the small bronze torch badge from the box. He weighed it in his hand; it wasn't big, but it was quite heavy and the workmanship was exquisite.

"Should we do the training while we're at it?" Lin Yuan asked. "We can also pick up the combat equipment at the same time. The training will only take an hour or two."

Wu You thought for a moment and nodded.

"OK."

. . . . . .

Lin Yuan led him to a training ground, answered a phone call, and left. A staff member in a black trench coat came up with a tablet and asked Wu You to register first.

Then he began his introduction.

"A psionic pistol." He took a black handgun from the cabinet next to him and placed it on the table. "It can fire special bullets. It can cause fatal damage to Tier 1 zombies, significant damage to Tier 2 zombies, but has negligible effect on Tier 3 zombies."

Wu You picked it up and examined it. It was a bit heavier than a regular pistol, and the grip had some fine textures; he didn't know what material it was made of.

The staff took out a small box, opened it, and inside lay several silver bullets.

"Both the gun and the ammunition need to be registered, and you have to sign a form every time you collect the ammunition."

He put down his sidearm and took out a second item—a small, high-tech black box that Wu You had seen before, which Hu Cheng had used last time.

"A one-time use Dark Domain Sealing Device. When used within a Dark Domain, it can seal off the surrounding Dark Domain for 10 to 20 minutes, the duration depending on the intensity of the battle within the Dark Domain and the extent of damage to the seal. During the seal, no one below Tier 4 or any zombie species can freely enter or leave."

Next is the third item.

A small spray bottle.

"Rationality Spray." The staff member shook the bottle. "A harmless special spray that can bring ordinary people into a rational state within two minutes, preventing them from interfering with their work. You should have seen Lin Wen use it last time."

Wu You nodded.

Over the next hour, the staff went through the usage methods and precautions for all three types of equipment, including when to use the sidearm, when to use the stun gun, the spray distance and angle, and even the registration process after use.

The training ended at 5:30.

Wu You received his own set of equipment—a sidearm, twenty bullets, two blockers, and two spray bottles.

He put the items into the inner pocket of the black trench coat he wore during training and found that the special trench coat made by the Investigation Bureau had a much larger capacity than it looked; even with so many things in it, it was as if he hadn't put anything in it.

After the training session ended, he wanted to say goodbye to Lin Yuan before leaving.

But the staff member told him that Lin Yuan had just gone out, apparently because he had an urgent mission to take care of.

Wu You had no choice but to go home alone.

. . . . . .

After dinner, I went to Fengxiang Martial Arts School to practice swordsmanship as usual.

He practiced Phantom Cloud for two hours in the quiet room without being disturbed, and then practiced Phoenix Cry Sword Technique for a while. When he came out, it was already completely dark.

. . . . . .

The next day at school, Wu You remembered that she had stood Hua Linlin up the day before.

He took out his personal phone and sent a message to "Wang Mumu": Are you going today?

After sending the message, I put my phone away and started practicing swordsmanship in the void.

After a while, my phone vibrated.

He took it out and looked at it.

Wang Mumu: I have something to do recently, so I won't be going.

Wu You was stunned for a moment.

Something's up? Never mind, let's do it another day, it's not urgent anyway.

He put his phone away and continued practicing swordsmanship in his mind.

. . . . . .

Wu You's life then became more regular.

I get up at six in the morning, go downstairs to practice sword for an hour, go home to eat, go to school, practice sword in my mind during class, go home to eat after school, go to Fengxiang Martial Arts School to practice sword after dinner, and sometimes wander around the neighborhood after practicing sword.

Of course, you will occasionally receive cleaning tasks.

After receiving his torchbearer's badge, Wu You began to go on missions alone. He was a little rusty during his first solo mission, but after a few more, he became very familiar with the process.

Find the target, clean it up, report it, and then handle the logistical cleanup.

Sometimes there are eyewitnesses who need to be sprayed, and sometimes there aren't, so people just leave.

After several missions, he could complete those procedures with his eyes closed.

. . .

It's another night.

In a secluded corner, deep in a dark alley.

A flash of grayish-white sword light passed by.

The slightly distorted corpse didn't even have time to turn around before it turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated.

Allocable experience points +50.

Wu You sheathed his sword and skillfully pressed the earpiece on his ear.

"The cleanup at D-6-10 is complete." He paused. "There were no eyewitnesses, but the follow-up investigation will require the logistics department's handling."

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

He stood still, opened the Sword Codex panel, and glanced at it.

After these days of hard work, the numbers on the panel have changed.

Phoenix Cry Sword Technique (Perfect)

Phantom Cloud Sword Technique (Beginner) (451/1000)

Allocable experience points: 50

He had a sudden thought.

Allocable experience points: 50 → 0

Phantom Cloud Sword Technique (Beginner) (451/1000) → (501/1000)

A warm current flowed through him, and he gained more insights into the Phantom Cloud Sword Technique. Those parts that were previously a little blurry became clearer.

I'm only halfway to the minor achievement level.

Wu You nodded in satisfaction.

Official business is complete.

Next, I'll need to do some side jobs.

He picked up his sword and began wandering around the secluded areas near Lanxing Residential Area.

Deep in the alley, around a dark corner, behind a garbage dump, an abandoned newsstand, etc.

Twenty minutes later.

He returned to where he started and sighed.

In the first few days, I would go out for a walk every night and I would encounter two or three of them, gaining twenty or thirty experience points. I was very happy.

What now?

After a week, there was practically no trace of the corpse seed left.

It's probably because this area was cleaned up too thoroughly.

Wu You stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.

Perhaps it's time to go somewhere else.

I glanced at my watch: 9:23 PM.

Yes, there are still several hours left.

He raised his head, looked in another direction, and took a step forward.