"Hey, you're dead already. I'm here to take you away."
Just as Jiang Lin was preparing to return with the old woman's soul.
He suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Were the ghost messengers of the Northern Hall working?
Jiang Lin had been busy studying since he first arrived at the Northern Hall.
He hadn't live-streamed the Northern Hall's soul escort work yet.
The voice wasn't far away, and it was still early.
Jiang Lin thought for a moment,
Then turned and flew towards the source of the sound.
It was a good opportunity to complete a system daily promotion task.
...
Jiang Lin could hear it, but the viewers in the live stream couldn't hear as well.
Seeing the streamer turn, they all typed tearfully in the comments:
"Where is the streamer going?"
"Does the streamer still have a mission? Is he coming to my house? (Quickly hide my face.jpg)"
...
The camera panned.
The scene followed Jiang Lin to the rooftop of a residential building.
Not far away, a ghost messenger was standing in mid-air outside a balcony.
Wearing a black cloak but no hat, revealing a pretty face.
It was Zhong Pianpian, who had previously played the role of the gatekeeper and led Jiang Lin into the campus for observation.
Inside the balcony.
A slightly plump soul had just completely separated from its body.
Still dressed as it was at the moment of death, a white tank top, black shorts, and blue slippers.
"Hey, you're dead already. I'm here to take you away."
Zhong Pianpian held her ghost messenger ID card in one hand, a hint of excitement in her eyes.
Hearing her words, the recently deceased otaku soul was stunned.
He glanced at the ghost messenger in front of him and turned to run.
A surge of ghostly energy flew out from Zhong Pianpian's hand.
The otaku ran for a long time before realizing he was still in the same spot.
Feeling disheartened, he changed his strategy and tried to elicit sympathy from the ghost messenger in front of him:
"Esteemed Ghost Messenger, I have elders to care for and children to raise. I haven't finished the game I was just playing, and I haven't fed my cat yet..."
Zhong Pianpian tucked her ID card back to her waist. "Your lifespan in this life has expired. Staying here won't let you touch those worldly possessions."
"I know you don't want to go with me, but..."
Hearing this, the otaku soul looked up.
He saw the ghost messenger in front of him curve her lips, smiling brightly and confidently.
She lifted her black cloak with one hand, "But what if I wear black stockings?"
A gust of wind blew.
Beneath the black cloak was a cool, sleeveless leather outfit with matching shorts.
She wore high heels, and her long, straight legs were accentuated by the black stockings, giving them a touch of sexy allure.
"!!!"
The otaku soul was dumbfounded.
Looking at the black stockings and long legs in front of him.
His mind was in a daze.
Was this a ghost messenger? Escorting him to the underworld?
Why did it feel like she was taking him to heaven?
This was different from the live streams he had watched...
Was something wrong with him, or was this world not right?
As the otaku remained bewildered, he suddenly had an epiphany.
"Am I dreaming?!"
...
"Pfft—"
"Me????"
In the live stream,
The viewers who had been lamenting the impermanence of life spat out their drinks.
The tears that had been welling up in their eyes,
Now, due to this shock, they streamed down.
This turn of events was too unexpected, too shocking.
They had seen serious streamers, comforting ghost messengers, and even ghost messengers who simply stuffed souls into bags...
But no matter what, they at least wore ghost messenger uniforms, like white or black.
This was the first time they had seen someone like Zhong Pianpian.
The difference from their impression of ghost messengers was quite significant.
"Cough cough, what's going on?"
"This is a joke, right? Is it real?"
"Brothers, pinch me, I'm not feeling right. I actually saw a ghost messenger transform and put on black stockings..."
...
Not to mention the bewildered viewers, even Jiang Lin, who was not far away, was slightly taken aback.
The Northern Hall...
Was this their style?
It was a bit unexpected.
The Southern Hall engaged in fights when escorting souls.
The Western Hall arranged for them to watch [Turnarounds] when escorting souls.
The Northern Hall... just let loose?
Was it because there was no King of Hell anymore, or was it always like this?
...
"Hehe, come with me obediently."
While the otaku soul was still lost in his self-perceived dream, Zhong Pianpian waved her hand and put him into a soul storage bag.
Then she put on her cloak again.
Pleased, she was about to escort another soul.
When she turned, she saw a familiar figure not far away.
Her hand trembled, and she almost dropped the soul storage bag.
"Jiang... Jiang Wuchang?"
Zhong Pianpian was stunned and stammered.
Since she had been seen, Jiang Lin couldn't just leave, so he nodded as a greeting.
Zhong Pianpian pursed her lips and flew to the rooftop where Jiang Lin was.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she asked, "So, you saw everything?"
"...Mm," Jiang Lin.
"The live stream was on?"
"Mm."
"Ah—"
Zhong Pianpian covered her face and crouched down.
Oh my god.
What had she done in front of Jiang Wuchang and the entire nation?
Jiang Lin suddenly realized that this might not be the Northern Hall's escort style.
"Sorry."
"No, Jiang Wuchang, you don't need to apologize."
Zhong Pianpian raised a hand to stop him.
Taking a deep breath, she stood up again and faced Jiang Lin.
"Do you believe me if I say I was cultivating?"
Jiang Lin: "...Mm."
Zhong Pianpian covered her face. She didn't even believe her own words.
It was obvious that Jiang Wuchang was comforting her.
Since that was the case...
"I heard you would receive your Destiny Paper. Our advanced class has formed an activity department to assist with cultivation."
Zhong Pianpian invited, "There will be a group activity today, would you like to come and see?"
Destiny Paper?
Advanced class cultivation methods?
Jiang Lin raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.
"Okay."
He was also curious about what kind of cultivation would lead to such a unique escort method.
...
"There's an activity department?!"
"Advanced class cultivation methods... Could it be the secret to black stockings? (Thinking.jpg)"
"My perspective was too narrow. I thought cultivation was just meditation (covering face)."
Seeing this, the viewers also became curious.
The world of ghost messengers seemed quite interesting.
In the live stream,
Zhong Pianpian took out two paper crane mounts, handing one to Jiang Lin.
"I have one," Jiang Lin said, taking out a similar paper crane from his storage bag and mounting it.
"Oh, did you make it yourself?" Zhong Pianpian asked curiously.
"Mm."
"That's not right, you only entered the intermediate class not long ago..."
Zhong Pianpian's words stopped halfway.
She blurted out, "You didn't just stimulate the junior class and then go stimulate the intermediate class, did you?"
Jiang Lin, who was now on the paper crane, looked back at her: "...?"
Zhong Pianpian: "..." Good heavens.
This year's paper crafting class is probably going to be extraordinary.
............