"I've found you!"
Wang Ye's eyes lit up, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Without any hesitation, he flung out the golden needle in his hand, piercing it into his own shadow.
In the spacious floor, with nothing to obstruct, there was nevertheless a ghost present.
If the ghost was not behind him, Wang Ye could not think where else it could be.
Of course, he did not rule out that the ghost could become invisible.
But he believed Heaven's Organization would not design such a tricky test.
Sure enough, as Wang Ye's golden needle shot out, his shadow started twisting restlessly, as if something was trying to separate itself from it.
The golden needle kept quivering but remained firmly pinned to the ground.
"A ghost that could be easily suppressed by a mere golden needle?"
"Indeed very weak."
Wang Ye mumbled to himself. As expected, Heaven's Organization would not unleash a ghost that kills indiscriminately for this test.
The fundamental difficulty of this assessment was in locating the ghost.
But doing this alone would make things too simple.
After all, with sufficient effort, it was only a matter of time before he could find this fellow.
So the real test was the amount of time spent to uncover this ghost...
Wang Ye faintly guessed in his heart. He then calmly said, "May I ask if the assessment can end now?"
"Congratulations, the assessment has ended. Please proceed to the 21st floor."
An abrupt electronic voice sounded, echoing endlessly in the empty space.
Wang Ye shrugged his shoulders. He ignored the shadow that was still struggling ceaselessly on the floor and turned to leave.
"18 minutes."
The middle-aged man's expression gradually became more solemn as he stared at Wang Ye's figure on the screen, enunciating each word.
"Even 18 minutes is only an A-ranked score!"
The long-haired youth looked somewhat unhappy as he glanced at the screen. He said, "But don't forget, he's just an ordinary person."
The middle-aged man turned his head and looked deeply at the youth. "Alright, I'm going to meet this interesting fellow."
Having said that, the middle-aged man left, leaving only the long-haired youth standing there, lost in thought.
...
21st Floor.
A huge reception hall. A middle-aged man sat on the sofa, looking at Wang Ye standing by the door. A faint smile emerged on his face.
"Let me introduce myself, Zhang Ziliang, Logistics Department Chief."
Wang Ye silently nodded. "Wang Ye. Sun Qian should have told you about my requests."
"Hehe, no problem with that."
Zhang Ziliang said with a laugh, "After all, talent is welcome everywhere."
"Let me briefly introduce the work of the Logistics Department."
As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Wang Ye. "Our entire Logistics Department basically serves the espers of Heaven's Organization."
"For example, gathering information beforehand for them before dealing with supernatural events, to increase their chances of survival."
"Or reporting the supernatural information they have handled to establish archives on the supernatural."
"Finally, espers face the threat of death every day, bearing immense psychological pressure. They need us to provide counseling."
Wang Ye nodded. He was quite familiar with logistical work, having had a dedicated operator in his previous life.
However...
In that unsolvable supernatural event, that lovely girl seemed to have sacrificed herself along with him.
After all, that ghost...
could kill with just its voice.
"If you have no issues, I'll arrange for you to start work."
"Afterwards, an esper will be assigned to you. Your internship will be to handle all the needs of that esper."
Zhang Ziliang said.
Wang Ye nodded. "Alright."
Zhang Ziliang took out a file from his drawer and passed it to Wang Ye. "Take a look. This is the esper you'll be responsible for."
Wang Ye opened the file and frowned slightly.
"Zhou Han, Female, 18 years old."
"Ability: Classified."
"Personality profile: Prone to violence, bad temper."
"Notes: Dissatisfied with the Logistics Department, has chased away three dedicated operators. However, very capable, has handled three supernatural events."
A violent girl huh...
Looks like a problem child.
"Here's a USB drive for you too."
"Plug it into your computer and it'll automatically open a website."
"There'll be a lot of information unavailable externally. But everything inside is Class B confidential, leaking is prohibited."
Wang Ye's eyes lit up. He eagerly accepted the USB drive and put it in his pocket.
He had gone through a lot today just for this. Having higher privileges and more information would allow him the best chance of survival on his upcoming spirit messenger mission.
"I'll send Zhou Han's contact details to your mobile later."
"I'll inform you beforehand if there are any missions. Otherwise, you're free to do as you wish."
"But do keep your phone switched on 24 hours, to avoid being uncontactable."
Zhang Ziliang said.
Wang Ye nodded and turned to leave.
"May I ask an unrelated question?"
Zhang Ziliang's voice suddenly sounded.
Wang Ye stopped in his tracks but did not turn around. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Go ahead."
Zhang Ziliang looked at Wang Ye's back with a strange smile. His eyes flashed sharply. "What's the use of that hemp rope you have?"
His gaze fixed unwaveringly on the plain hemp rope hanging by Wang Ye's waist.
"A decorative item."
Wang Ye said lightly. "Anything else?"
"Have a good time at work."
Zhang Ziliang gazed deeply at Wang Ye's back. His fingers tapped lightly on the table as his eyes glimmered unpredictably.
After a long while, he finally resumed his smile, as if nothing had happened.
"Thank you."
Wang Ye answered expressionlessly. Then he went to the elevator and left.
Soon...
The 21st floor became empty again.
"There's something odd about that hemp rope."
The long-haired youth materialized out of thin air behind Zhang Ziliang and said.
"Hmm." Zhang Ziliang nodded. "But that's unimportant, right?"
"You actually assigned him to Zhou Han. Do you dislike this guy or something? Just thinking about that crazy woman gives me the chills. What a waste of her perfect figure."
At the mention of Zhou Han, the long-haired youth instinctively shuddered.
"I think Zhou Han will like him."
Zhang Ziliang said pensively, his eyes reflecting some contemplation.
"You mean she'll like seeing him dead, right?"
The long-haired youth corrected Zhang Ziliang's slip of the tongue. At this moment, he felt somewhat sympathetic for the man named Wang Ye.
Oblivious to all this, Wang Ye had finally returned home. He eagerly plugged the USB drive into his computer.
He had far too many doubts about the countryside cemetery.
Perhaps this Class B clearance could bring him some surprises.