C40 (2/2)

Damn, Wu Chengen is a talent, he can even think of such an idea.

”Use this transmission... ”Isn't it a bit rough …” I said, ”Why don't I ask Paper-man Zhang to wire you five hundred meters of distance tomorrow to burn you —”

”This iron chain is the best. Some ghosts do too many bad things. If the net is thin, the transmission speed will be slow. Using iron chains is better than light needles!” It was fortunate that the Netherworld did not rain, otherwise the iron chain would have become a conductive weapon.

”Why does this metal chain look so familiar?” I asked.

”Just that bundle of iron chains that fell from the sky with the tower crane was picked up and used by me. I didn't expect it to be so suitable.” Wu Chengen said.

I took out my Hades' Seal and said, ”Then what are we waiting for? Let's do it!”

White Impermanence took the King of Hell Seal and flew up, placing it on top of the Arc de Triomphe. The Arc de Triomphe instantly became spirited, as if it was given life.

”Xie, bring the newbie here,” I said.

White Impermanence: ”Hehe, I'll do as you say!”

ghosts was brought up to stand on the plaza. Although it was not a small number, compared to the one hundred and twenty million, it was simply a bunch of ocean.

White Impermanence randomly called a dead ghost and got him to walk under the Arc de Triomphe. That dead ghost acted obediently as well, and stood obediently under the Arc de Triomphe.

The Arc de Triomphe flashed a blue light and the dead man was gone.

”What's going on?” I asked.

Wu Chengen said proudly as he stretched his neck, ”The interrogation is over, the transfer is over!”

White Impermanence said, ”Hehe, I'll go take a look and —” With that, she floated away. Not long later, he floated back into the room. ”Hehe, my lord, I've checked, the verification is correct.”

I was elated as I patted Wu Chengen's shoulders, ”Young man, you did well. I think very highly of you! This gate will be under your control from now on! ” With just one sentence, Wu Chengen had gone from a prisoner under a chair for hundreds of years, to an executive of the Netherworld. This was a success story.

Wu Chengen held my hand with tears in his eyes, ”Thank you, Leader. I will definitely perform well in this position!”

The next thing to do was to report their performance. I was surrounded by White Impermanence and Wu Chengen on the steps of the King of Hell Palace as I watched the newbies enter the Triumph Gate one by one. After a series of blue lights, the outcome of ghosts was decided.

Easy, concise, green, and environmental protection. This Arc de Triomphe has saved me a lot of trouble, so that I won't have to throw my seal here every night.

After instructing Wu Chengen to continue working hard, I returned back to the shop satisfied. As he opened the door, he saw that the sun was about to rise. Why was the Black Wuchang not back yet?

Just as he was thinking, a blue light flashed and Black Wuchang came out of the bottle gourd with his soul.

I looked and saw that Jia Master's clothes were all gone, his hair was all missing, his body was crooked, he was covered in blood, just like a blood gourd, he was groggy and his body was still twitching, I had just gotten close to him, ”Ghost!” The guy suddenly straightened up and fainted again after shouting. A few seconds later, he exclaimed, ”It's a ghost!” He fainted again.

I asked, ”Damn, why did you torture him?”

The Black Wuchang said, ”Ah, no... Ah, no … No torture... ”Then...” ”Then...” ”Then …” One... One... Level One... Ah to … Ah to … Ah to … Ten... Ten... Eighteen levels … By... By... All... All... All... One by one … do... do... do... ”Once —”

I patted Faan on the shoulder, ”You are really fast!” There are probably dozens of projects going from level one to level eighteen. You finished them in one night.

White Impermanence raised her mourning stick and said to me, ”Hehe, are you going to delete his memories?”

”Hair removal,” I said. ”Anyway, this guy speaks so extravagantly that I can't tell the difference between the truth and the falsehood. If he said that he really went to the eighteenth level of hell, no one would believe him.” Hair removal, ”I said,” He said that he really did go to the eighteenth level of hell and no one would believe him.

”Hehe, alright,” White Impermanence knocked on Jia Master's head thrice with his mourning stick, then guided his soul back into Jia Master's body. Was this fellow still convulsing? ”Ghost!”

”Is this guy okay?” I asked guiltily, not wanting to damage another soul.

”Hehe, it's fine. His soul wasn't damaged by magic items. He'll be fine after a bit of sleep,” White Impermanence said. I was relieved.

It was morning. ”Hee hee, my lord, if there's nothing else, we'll be starting work!” I nodded, and the Black and White Impermanence started to leave.

”Wait a minute,” I asked. ”Where are you two going to start?”

”Hehe, of course we're going to the hospital. That's where there's the most dead people,” White Impermanence said.

”Go to the hospital,” I said. ”You two take advantage of the dawn and the lack of people on the road, take this guy away and throw him in front of the hospital,” I said, pointing at the unconscious Jia Master.