Wang Ye's expression suddenly changed. He hurriedly took a step forward, looking at the little girl from the logistics department, and scolded: "Don't cry!"
The little girl was stunned for a moment. With an aggrieved look, she gazed at Wang Ye as tears kept swirling in her eyes.
"If you don't want to die, hold back your tears in the end."
Wang Ye's voice remained as calm as ever, as if the corpse that had just died on the ground did not exist.
"Having such poor psychological quality, how did you get into the logistics department?"
Seeing the little girl with a desperate face, forcibly holding back her tears, Wang Ye's eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
"I...I..."
The little girl gradually calmed down from the fear, but couldn't get any words out.
"Hey, this kid is pretty good!"
Tian Qi looked at Wang Ye thoughtfully and said, still full of sarcasm.
Zhou Han smiled sweetly at Tian Qi: "Are you looking to die?"
Zhou Han's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, extremely cute.
"I feel this paranormal incident is not that simple." The burly man's expression became increasingly serious as he solemnly looked around the environment and said.
"Humph, if they didn't drag me down, I could easily resolve this."
Tian Qi snorted coldly, glanced at Wang Ye and the other little girl from the logistics department, and said unpleasantly, "I really don't know what the higher-ups were thinking, bringing some operators here. Other than being a burden, I really don't know what other use they have."
For some reason, Tian Qi was particularly upset about the logistics department, including the one who had just died, his operator.
Wang Ye remained silent, but he was also somewhat puzzled inwardly.
According to reason, operators belonged to secretaries for espers, usually only needing to be responsible for looking up information and reporting situations.
It was rare for operators to be sent to the front lines like this.
Could it be...he offended the leaders?
But he had just distinguished himself a few days ago, proving his own value.
"Forget it, let's keep moving deeper to find the source of that ghost as soon as possible and get rid of it."
Tian Qi was still grumbling unpleasantly, taking the lead walking forward.
Wang Ye looked coldly at Tian Qi's back. His eyes were calm like ancient wells.
This kind of impatient guy would die sooner than anyone else.
Not long after everyone left, the corpse of the previously deceased logistics member eerily opened its eyes, revealing an expression that seemed to be crying and laughing. Finally, it stood up in a strange posture.
Following that, it looked in the direction everyone had left, and gradually followed after them.
...
"Our work in the logistics department has always been processing information in the rear. Why this time..."
Zhang Ziliang stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looking in the direction of Candy Amusement Park, somewhat lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking about.
The long-haired youth had a puzzled look on his face as he looked at Zhang Ziliang's back and asked.
After a long time, Zhang Ziliang finally heaved a sigh and said slowly: "Yang Chen, how long have you been in the logistics department..."
Yang Chen shook his somewhat fluttering long hair: "One year."
"Yes, one year..."
"In this year, you should have seen the situation the logistics department is in."
"We have the highest safety rate, with no right to talk about benefits or bonuses."
"But why do those damned espers blame us when they make mistakes themselves?"
"Is it because we sit in so-called offices?"
Zhang Ziliang's voice was somewhat hoarse, but his tone was still low, even somewhat desolate.
Yang Chen sighed.
He was an esper sent down to be specifically responsible for the logistics department head's security issues.
At first he was very unhappy, thinking that he, a dignified esper, why did he have to be a bodyguard for ordinary people.
But following Zhang Ziliang, watching his every word and deed, every decision, he was gradually convinced.
It turned out that ordinary people could also be so excellent, and could also make huge contributions.
He gradually integrated himself into the logistics department.
But...
Every time a mission failed, the logistics department was always blamed.
And when missions succeeded, it was the espers' credit.
Were the people in their logistics department really just sitting in offices every day, drinking coffee and reading newspapers?
Every piece of intelligence was obtained by the logistics department's people risking their lives.
So Yang Chen fell silent...
"The director has enacted a new policy."
"In a month, Team A will be established."
"There are a total of three team quotas, with 5 people per team."
"I want to compete for one quota to come over."
"That way, our logistics department will have its own esper team."
"But our achievements are not enough, after all, the logistics group is mostly ordinary people."
Zhang Ziliang sighed and said slowly.
Yang Chen's eyes lit up, somewhat excited: "So!!"
"So, achievements need to be filled with lives."
"I want those guys to know that the people in the logistics department are not useless."
Zhang Ziliang's emotions seemed to have calmed down again, and his voice returned to being flat.
"But this will kill a lot of people."
Yang Chen seemed to have thought of something. His complexion turned somewhat pale as he murmured.
"Every reform needs to be washed with blood."
"Today's incident is just the beginning. In the next month, all logistics department personnel will carry out missions."
"Only the people who survive are true talents, not parasites eating food."
"After all, there are too many people who got in through connections..."
There was a hint of ruthless killing intent in Zhang Ziliang's voice.
And Yang Chen fell silent, without rebutting.
...
"Damn it, this ghost domain seems a bit different from the previous ones."
Tian Qi cursed unpleasantly. The constant crying around his ears made him very irritable.
Wang Ye followed silently beside the little girl.
At this time, Zhou Han's brows were slightly furrowed, with an irritable expression. Her entire being was full of spice, pairing well with her red windbreaker.
"Something's coming over!"
The usually silent burly man's expression changed as he looked in one direction and suddenly said.
Wang Ye silently shifted his body cleverly to stand behind everyone again.
This guy has such keen intuition!
He had just noticed it himself, yet this burly man could react at the same time as him.
Wang Ye thought to himself.
Everyone stared deeply into the green mist for tens of seconds.
A figure gradually appeared in everyone's line of sight.
Subsequently, the little girl from the logistics department's pupils shrank slightly, her face full of disbelief!
"It's him!"
This was the colleague who had just died, but how did he come back to life!
Everything happening before her eyes gave her an enormous impact!!!
An immense sense of fear instantly permeated her entire body, making her body turn cold.
"Why did you abandon me..."
The figure's voice was hoarse and low, speaking sorrowfully, and finally unable to hold back sobbing.
"Why..."
"Abandoned me..."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

nto another world, I bought a slave for the first time, never expecting the silver wolf girl to be so cute... Lin Feng: I know it's cold, but you don't have to sneak into my bed! Yuna: Just sharing body warmth, if you dare do anything naughty, I'll definitely...

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"