Chapter 1592: Modernization Transformation of Nostalgic Skin

I am...

Looking at the dead walking staggeringly in the gray fog full of death, and looking at the huge gate looming behind the thick gray fog, the man... soul, with a big axe stuck in the back of his head, was stunned on the spot.

Dead? I am already dead?!

After trying hard to recall the memories left before his death, remembering the singing voice full of charm, and the sound of wind suddenly rising behind his ears, the man finally confirmed his current situation, then couldn't help but feel discouraged.

I should indeed be dead...

After the royal ship of the Saiao Kingdom was dragged away some time ago, the vicinity of the Biyue Sea completely became the habitat of sea demons. Passing ships often had sailors driven crazy by their singing, and then jumped off the ship and swam to the reefs to die of exhaustion.

So I took the task from the director and brought the 【Silent Music Box】 to drive away the sea demon colony, but just when I was halfway through driving them away, the first mate on the ship went crazy first, directly picked up the big axe for cutting cables and slashed everywhere, and I happened to be distracted by controlling the music box...

Damn it! I died just like this?

Relying on the soul quality far superior to ordinary people, after temporarily resisting the pull of the Gate of the Dead, the man with an axe stuck in his head couldn't help but hold his head and roar with unwillingness,

How is this possible? I am a level-two cleanup staff who once participated in the promotion assessment with the Food God and finally returned alive! Was I actually slashed to death by someone? And died so stupidly? I... I...

"You over there! What are you doing?"

Seeming to notice this special existence, two souls walked out of the black and white teams of souls outside the Gate of the Dead, ran over with shackles, and scolded sternly:

"Hurry in! The souls of the dead cannot linger outside!"

"Go, go, go! Don't block the people behind! Otherwise, we will lock you!"

"..."

No... what are these two doing?

Looking at the strange souls in front of him wearing strange high hats, holding sticks in one hand and shackles in the other, asking him to hurry into the Gate of the Dead, the man's brain couldn't help but be slightly stunned, then asked with confusion:

"Who are you? Isn't the Gate of the Dead managed by the Food God?"

This person actually knows the Food God... so he is a dead cleanup staff?

After listening to the man's curious inquiry, the attitude of the black and white souls softened a little, then as if they were not very familiar yet, they introduced themselves stiffly:

"We are Black... hmm... Black Temporary and White Temporary... I don't know why it's called this, anyway, it's just called this. The current Ghost Gate has no master of the Death Realm to look after it, so we are required to maintain order here."

"Ghost Gate?"

"It's the original Gate of the Dead."

Seeing that the axe man in front of him was a cleanup staff, "White Temporary," whose face was falling with white ash, explained in a low voice, then pointed to the Gate of the Dead shrouded in gray fog in the distance.

"Look, isn't it written on it?"

"?"

Following "White Temporary's" finger smeared pale, looking toward the Gate of the Dead, the axe man couldn't help but open his mouth wide, stunned on the spot with a bewildered face.

A huge archway made of stone pillars replaced the original Gate of the Dead, standing at this junction of life and death.

And in the center of this strange building with green bricks, black tiles, and four corners flying eaves, a huge rectangular plaque was nailed, on which three strange symbols that were probably characters were painted, emitting red light that made people feel slightly numb.

"The meaning of those three symbols is..."

"Ghost Gate, isn't there a translation below?"

Still have a translation?

Being slightly stunned by the words of the black and white souls, the axe man hurriedly squinted to look, and found that there was indeed a corresponding translation written below the three symbols. However, before he could look closely, he was pushed by the two, urging anxiously:

"Hurry up, hurry up, you have stayed long enough, even a cleanup staff cannot block the way like this, hurry in and register!" "Ah? Do I have to register after dying now?"

"Why are you asking me? This is set by the big figures above... hurry, hurry, hurry! You go and register, and then it's time to go on the Yellow Spring Road."

"Yellow Spring Road... isn't it the Road of No Return?"

"Painted yellow."

"Ah?!"

"Ah, no!"

"White Temporary," who slipped his tongue, hurriedly opened his mouth to make up for it:

"That... according to the statement above, Road of No Return sounds unlucky, and although the road is still there, it has lost its original effect, so it was simply renamed... Why do you have so many questions? Hurry up and go!"

"..."

Although he had ten thousand questions in his heart, under the repeated urging of "Black and White Temporary," the axe man still had to walk quickly toward the Gate of the Dead, which had changed greatly, and then received a form at a table by the door.

"Hello."

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After grinning at the axe man and revealing eight shiny snow-white teeth, the beautiful female soul sitting behind the table smiled and guided:

"Mr. Dead, age, gender, address, cause of death... please fill in these required items first. Even if you are illiterate, you can rely on soul understanding to fill them in. This form only accepts the truth from the soul."

"In addition, the regrets before death, social achievements, surviving family members, and special contributions in the boxes below belong to optional items. If you have them, you can fill them in. If you don't want to fill them in, you can leave them blank."

"But I suggest that if you have them, you should try to fill them in as much as possible. After all, these are only optional items, but they may also affect your post-death re-employment direction, as well as the welfare benefits of related positions, and even affect the promotion speed in corresponding departments."

"..."

Post-death re-employment... can still continue to promote? And welfare benefits? Is this still the Death Realm? Where did you bring me?

Holding the form with extremely strange content in his hand, the axe man's axe on his head couldn't hold back, opening his mouth and asking with a dazed look:

"You guys... you guys..."

"We are a branch of the Cleanup Bureau in the Death Realm, established not long ago. The current tentative name is the Huang Quan Branch, and Emma Lord serves as the director... You can look at the header, there is also the logo of the Cleanup Bureau."

"..."

Following the female soul's fingertip, looking at the shit... Scarab on the header, the axe man's mouth finally closed reluctantly, while trying hard to accept the exaggerated reality, he asked with shock:

"Why is it like this? Could it be that the bureau has already taken down the entire Death Realm?"

The bureau?

After keenly capturing this keyword, the female soul in the suit narrowed her eyes, her smile became much more enthusiastic, and then she took the initiative to speak:

"This respected Mr. Dead, if you served as a cleanup staff before your death, then it counts as a level-three special contribution. After filling out the form, you can take the fast track and go directly to the Judgment Hall to accept the judgment of the judges."

"Judgment? Did I commit a crime?"

"Sir, judgment is not necessarily guilty, it can also be meritorious."

After quickly glancing at the memo board next to the table and going through the work process set by the new master of the Death Realm, the female soul explained with a look of envy:

"According to the rules set by Food... actually, if you have accumulated enough merits during your career as a cleanup staff, you will get corresponding rewards in the Death Realm, or exchange benefits for family members who are still alive."

"Even if your work is hard enough, the accumulated merits are large enough, and there is no malignant crime, and the state of soul and flesh meets the standard, you can even be arranged to take the resurrection process, live to 150 years old and then come over."

"Ah?!!!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1593 =====