As soon as the time arrived, a large number of soul-guiding messages appeared on Jiang Lin's work log.
Because of the increase in team members, the workload had also increased several times over.
"Let's get to work."
Jiang Lin didn't say much, directly distributing the soul information to each team member.
Only by working could he quickly understand everyone's working style.
Idle chatter was truly unnecessary at the moment.
"Yes! Captain!"
The one hundred and twenty team members, either alone or in groups of two or three, set off.
In just a short moment, the eighteen halls were emptied.
Seven-colored Egg flew out with the robot, "Master, we're going to school~"
"Mm."
Jiang Lin responded without looking up.
He looked at the thick work log in his hand, lost in thought.
Just now, when he opened the work log, he found that besides the usual soul-guiding information, a golden area had appeared.
There was nothing inside.
Only small text next to it read: Special Mission.
Seeing this, Jiang Lin remembered the special mission in the Southern Hall.
—The Underachiever Ghost Realm.
It was quite difficult.
If he hadn't had the advantage of the live stream, he wouldn't have completed it so smoothly.
He remembered when he, Qin Zhouzhou, and Gui Qi Fang A Si were eating together.
Qin Zhouzhou had said that special missions were related to gods.
She also said, "Actually, both of your cultivation realms and qualifications are quite high. Even if I don't say it, King Yama will let you take on this type of mission before long."
At that time, Jiang Lin had only considered it a guess.
He hadn't expected that his work log would change as soon as he returned.
Should he say...
Was Qin Zhouzhou's guess too accurate, or was her information too readily available?
Moreover, judging by King Yama's words.
After completing this special mission, the performance points would be calculated separately.
It was a high-paying mission.
Jiang Lin rubbed the golden area and looked at it for a while. It was still blank.
"It seems there are no special missions assigned to me yet..."
Jiang Lin put away his work log and walked out of the eighteen halls.
On his first day back in charge of the eighteenth team.
Let's see how everyone's work was going.
...
Seeing the streamer open the passage to the underworld, the viewers who were just chatting and laughing immediately panicked.
This, this, this, the streamer is going to the human world?
What is the streamer going to the human world for?
The viewers remembered what happened when the streamer first became the captain of the eighteenth team.
The live stream had followed him all the way, with every team member guiding souls...
"Holy crap, the streamer isn't out inspecting again, is he?"
Last time there were only twenty ghost messengers, but this time there were over a hundred...
Wouldn't that mean at least over a hundred people were going to die?!
"Quick, cover my face. (This face is useless jpg.)"
"What's the use of covering your face? Writing a will is the real business!"
"What death or not... What the upstairs said makes some sense!"
"Makes sense +1"
No one knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow.
After watching the live stream for so long, the viewers had summed up some experience.
At this moment,
Some were taking out their phones, others were getting paper.
Some made a phone call to their families.
"Hello Mom, what are you doing? It's nothing, I just miss you."
Some took the plunge and confessed to their secret crushes.
"Zhou Zhiyang, I like you! I like you!"
The boy who was confessed to was stunned, his ears turning red instantly.
"Wh-why are you suddenly saying this?"
"Because I'm afraid I won't have a chance later."
The girl said with a flushed face.
To come to the human world and not even be able to confess would be too regrettable.
...
Some were writing and drawing on paper.
Leaving wills, or writing a letter or two.
For a time, there were many fewer bullet comments in the live stream.
"Everyone's leaving messages?"
A viewer posted a bullet comment, which drifted by alone.
Someone asked: Aren't you writing?
That viewer replied: Of course I'm writing. Every day since I knew about the existence of the underworld, I write one letter.
The content of the letters is updated daily.
Before, I used to write diaries and daily expenses, but now it's all replaced by writing letters.
I'm just afraid that one day an accident will come first.
The hundreds of thousands he worked hard to save must not be wasted!
From now on, they will all be left to his parents and wife.
As for his son...?
Children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. If he can't earn money, why would he get married? It's good enough to take care of himself.
"...You're amazing!"
"..."
...
In the live stream footage—
Jiang Lin didn't know that the viewers now had the awareness to be ready to die at any moment.
He had already walked out of the underworld passage and arrived in the human world.
The first person he observed was Hong Ya, who had an earlier soul-guiding time.
Actually, Jiang Lin had hesitated when assigning new team members to Hong Ya.
He was afraid that this girl, in her excitement, would also lead the new team members into the drama-chasing squad.
However, on second thought, having a hobby wasn't necessarily a bad thing.
As long as the assigned work could be completed properly.
Considering Hong Ya's past work completion rate, Jiang Lin finally chose to let go.
Let her try.
What he didn't know was that Hong Ya's heart was also full of conflict.
She looked at the new team member in front of her who had just been officially appointed. She was neither fat nor thin, and her face carried a youthful vigor.
The key point was— she looked like a model youth!
Could she still chase dramas and novels properly?
As she was thinking, the model youth in front of her turned around and said enthusiastically, "Senior, is this the place?"
That expression, those eyes, seemed to be radiating the light of being a 'model youth'.
Hong Ya gave a dry chuckle and looked at the road below. "Yes, that's right."
As a skilled drama chaser, she immediately spotted the TV being played by a passerby by the roadside.
'Hold on!'
Hong Ya glanced at the model youth in front of her, holding back a breath.
The captain trusted her and let her lead new team members...
She could chase dramas anytime, but she absolutely couldn't lead the model youth astray!
Hong Ya kept reminding herself in her heart.
However, neither Hong Ya nor Jiang Lin expected this.
This new team member gave them a 'big surprise' as soon as they arrived!
...
At this time, it was the peak hour for commuting in the human world.
Cars were rushing against time, either heading to their workplaces or engaged in their daily work.
On the road at a three-way intersection.
"It's over, it's over, I'm going to be late!"
Seeing that the traffic light had only two or three seconds left, the person in the driver's seat glanced at the time, feeling extremely anxious.
He gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator.
He absolutely couldn't afford to have his salary deducted again!
Screech—
Bang!
The sedan collided directly with a truck at the turn.
The car body was more than half caved in.
In a short while, blood began to flow out of the severely damaged sedan.
Drip, drip,
The smell of blood quickly spread through the air.
Above,
Hong Ya looked at the model youth with a serious expression, "It's your turn to play."
"..."
The model youth didn't move.
He turned his head and smiled at her.
Then his eyes rolled back, and he actually fainted straight away.
"!!!"
Hong Ya, with quick hands and eyes, caught him by the waist, preventing him from falling to the ground.
But, what was going on???
Hong Ya, holding the new team member in one arm, was completely stunned.
...