Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

Chapter 235: Chapter 125: The World Is Nothing But a Makeshift Troupe

This can be considered as officially joining the job.

Office work?

Punching in and out at work?

Not happening.

What kind of office work does this position have?

If there’s a mission, go on the mission; if not, do whatever you want in the dorm, no one cares.

If you’re hungry, there’s still a cafeteria in the tomb, and it’s all free. The benefits are pretty good.

Just as Lu Wenwu was considering whether to order some noodles or go sell some egg pancakes for extra cash, he got a notification on his communication terminal.

[You have a new “Are You Dead Yet” designated mission: Foreign Species Invasive Safety Management Office]

Well, looks like that female ghost snatched it up after all?

And what the heck is this “Are You Dead Yet”!

Lu Wenwu clicked open the information that came with the mission.

[There are small animals, quickly come to the Ghost Gate waiting area. Catch any live ones or kill them for a bounty, all yours]

Such a simple and straightforward message!

Lu Wenwu checked the mission details.

It mentioned that some rascal was smuggling a Hell Three-headed Dog and a Four-headed Chimera, and while they were sneaking from Beiyin Mountain, they flipped their ride and got killed by some unknown demon inside.

Now a bunch of unrestrained Three-headed Dogs and Chimeras are having fun on Beiyin Mountain, and many ordinary creatures’ souls have been devoured, urgently needing capture or elimination on the spot.

After the mission, you can enjoy a vacation for the same duration as the mission execution date, depending on whether there’s an emergency recall mission.

Arriving near the entrance of the Ghost Gate, Lu Wenwu could already see from a distance that the previously charming female ghost was wearing a black tight-fitting combat suit, waving at him.

“Violent Dragon, over here.”

“Coming.”

With a step, Lu Wenwu’s figure turned into a stream of light and sped over.

The Eye of Insight showed that her level wasn’t particularly high, just A-level.

No wonder she needed to call for strategic support.

During previous conversations with Old Wang, Lu Wenwu got a general impression of the Ghost An departments.

Every department basically has a few extremely skilled experts, but these experts are often spread across important posts and can’t be easily dispatched for non-critical tasks.

When faced with some important but not too critical tasks, ordinary members find themselves lacking, so personnel must be drawn from the special strategic support group for assistance.

“Sister, how should I address you?”

“Ju Li, just call me Sister Li.”

“Sister Li.”

Lu Wenwu replied.

Having been in the Underworld for some time, he’s become familiar with the old ghosts’ habits of addressing each other.

In the Underworld, unless you can tell at first glance that someone is an elderly figure, calling senior figures “brother” or “sister” is a safe bet.

Anyway, no one knows how long they’ve been here unless they say so.

Who’s to say how old a soul body is?

“Let’s go, we’ll take the Paper Boat.” Ju Li beckoned him to follow, “You’ve seen the mission details, right? A total of thirteen Hell Three-headed Dogs, each with relatively weak A-level strength, plus two A+ level Four-headed Chimeras, are you confident?”

“Absolutely.” Lu Wenwu nodded slightly.

If it was a boss template, it might be more troublesome.

Ordinary A-levels are indeed no big deal for him now.

As for A+ level Four-headed Chimeras, there’s True Sun Fire, just fight them. This thing is particularly effective against dark creatures, not as extreme as against soul bodies, but still quite suppressive.

When the human and ghost duo arrived at the large square behind Ghost Gate, Lu Wenwu was suddenly drawn by a burst of English.

He turned his head in the direction of the sound and noticed that the red-haired and blond-haired foreign ghosts looked somewhat familiar.

Seemed like those guys who, during the Moon Festival, were around the monument shouting “My God!” while kowtowing?

“Sister Li, what’s up with them?”

Ju Li glanced over and laughed: “Are you talking about those foreign ghosts? Don’t bring it up. Isn’t the big monument at Yama District burned during the Moon Festival? It caused a big commotion, and these guys were one of the culprits.”

“What did they do?” Lu Wenwu was a bit curious.

Ju Li sighed: “Don’t mention it, the whole thing was a coincidental accident. On that day, an Old Ghost who liked to fly kites ordered an extra large kite at the Ten Thousand Households Kite Shop.”

“This Old Deng took advantage of the Moon Festival’s big Yin Wind to fly it outside, but halfway through, he ran out of Ghost Qi and couldn’t hold it, so he got carried away.”

“As luck would have it, when he got carried by the big Yin Wind above the big monument, out of nowhere came a Celestial Thunder, striking both him and the kite, hitting right on top of the monument, setting it alight.”

“Now the monument’s designer is still cursing at the security side. He says he’s been designing for over half his life, and never would have thought a ghost could climb to the top of the monument, draw lightning, and set it ablaze. It’s hard to call that a design flaw, nor can he be blamed.”

“This… is quite unlucky.” Lu Wenwu couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

Ju Li led Lu Wenwu onto the Paper Boat, and after fastening the seatbelt, continued: “When the big monument was completely ablaze at the time, those foreign ghosts passed by and thought—Oh wow! A torch tree! The East actually has the same customs as our Western Hell! Then they started worshipping on the spot.”

“Some new ghosts came to join the fun, experiencing the Moon Festival for the first time, and didn’t know what’s what. Seeing the ghosts bowing fervently, they thought it was an Underworld festival tradition, so they started following those foreign ghosts in bowing.”