Chapter 205: You Little Brat Actually Dared to Glare at Me
Chapter 205: You Little Brat Actually Dared to Glare at Me
Chen Xiyi felt that he had misjudged the situation. This kind of protagonist valued women above everything else.
Lin Feng could be saved since his flaws developed later in life. But this Ye Fan? His nature was Xiantian. Probably impossible to change.
He even suspected Ye Fan’s nine masters might all be beautiful women. That was entirely possible.
“Ah, wasted a pear and some grapes,” Chen Xiyi sighed, feeling like this loss was huge.
Chen Xiyi was sure he had failed this time. Later, Ye Fan would probably get lost in a place like Gentle Village.
After some thought, a serious problem emerged: he had no ID card. Many things couldn’t be done without it.
This world was modern, similar to his previous life. But it seemed to be around the year 2000 — smartphones hadn’t appeared yet. People used keypad phones, and lots of public telephone booths existed.
With these conditions, online shopping probably hadn’t developed yet. Businesses relied mostly on physical locations, making many things inconvenient.
But Chen Xiyi didn’t mind. It was still better than ancient life conditions.
“So, first solve the Corpse Collector promotion. One hundred non-natural Death corpses? How?”
Without identification, he definitely couldn’t work at a Funeral Parlor or crematorium. Don’t think such jobs are undesirable — they’re picky about new hires.
Actually, these jobs are practically half of an iron rice bowl. The barrier to entry isn’t low. Not just anyone can get in.
You need both specialized knowledge and sufficient education.
Those online jokes about earning 1800 Yuan a day? Just jokes. Certainly not true.
Sneaking in might work. But in a modern, civilized society with strict body-collection processes, sneaking in would make many actions inconvenient.
Sitting on a roadside bench pondering how to blend in, a tired-looking man in a suit sat down beside him. The man seemed worn out, like he’d experienced something.
“This seat is free, right?”
The man asked.
“Free seat. Public place.” Chen Xiyi thought, ‘You already sat down, and now you ask? Are you going to try selling me insurance next?’
Because that suit sure looked like life insurance sales attire.
Looking the man over, Chen Xiyi couldn’t hide his surprise. “Holy cow! Your kid’s something! Barely three months old? How is it standing on your shoulder?! Isn’t Dad afraid the kid might fall?”
The man instantly froze. “What did you say?”
“Your son. Very pale skin. Temper isn’t great either. He’s glaring at me right now.” Chen Xiyi stared completely calmly at the infant standing on the man’s shoulder.
“You can see my son… standing on my shoulder? Impossible. That’s impossible.” The man’s voice held both joy and terror, mixed strangely.
“Ah… Could it be… a ghost?” Chen Xiyi finally reacted internally, thinking, Holy cow! Why do ghosts exist here?!
Oh. Right. There was that Divine Doctor cultivating immortality earlier. Ghosts actually made sense.
“Gulp.” The man swallowed hard, feeling his shoulder grow heavier.
“Don’t worry. Definitely not. We must believe in science, understand?” Chen Xiyi quickly denied it.
[Soul: Unnamed, Health Points: 100%, Condition: Reluctant]
[Ability 1: Wandering Spirit]
[Recent Events]
[Fourth Month: Stayed by father’s side]
[Fourth Month: Born]
“He died yesterday? Or just had his seventh day since death?” Chen Xiyi asked curiously without thinking.
The man’s face screamed: ‘First you preach science, now you guess perfectly?’
“Died yesterday. Sudden illness. No time to save him.” The man’s voice was low.
“Oh, no wonder he’s following you. Guess he thought you were better than mom? Wait, that sounded rude.” Chen Xiyi realized his words were odd.
“Master! Let me see him! Just once! Name your price!” The man was desperate now, eyes bloodshot, ignoring everything else.
Chen Xiyi blocked him. “Stop calling me master! Science! I’m no master! Seriously! I don’t even know how I saw this thing! I need to figure out why I can see it!”
He genuinely felt lost. Seeing ghosts? He couldn’t find a cause.
Definitely not the Qi Refiner system. Ghosts in the Qi Refiner World weren’t actual ghosts. They were special Qi Mechanisms formed from Yin Qi merging with the dead — essentially Ghost Qi.
Technically, monsters/demons/spirits in the Qi Refiner World were just Qi Mechanism composites. Otherwise, the Home Game system would identify “Enlightened Fox” or “Enlightened Tiger” — essentially animals evolved by Qi Mechanism, not traditional “monsters.”
But this unnamed Soul here? A true ghost.
Even his past “devouring of Souls” didn’t feast on real souls — just something similar to spirit energy.
“???” The man looked utterly confused. “You need to research that?”
“Yes. Research required. I don’t know why I see ghosts… Wait… I might’ve figured it out.” Chen Xiyi scanned internally and found only one plausible source.
The Corpse Collector. Sequence One · History.
Future names like Grave Keeper, Spirit Channeler, Soul Herder clearly related to ghosts. So besides gaining this new Module — Sequence: History — nothing else explained this ability.
“Can’t show it to you. Not part of my powers. Salvation? If physical Salvation works for you, I can help. If his body isn’t buried, I can collect it. That’s my profession.”
Chen Xiyi spoke earnestly. This case wasn’t natural Death. An easy help while passing.
Seeing the man hesitate, Chen Xiyi added, “Relax. No charge.”
“Master, just… how does this ‘physical Salvation’ work?” The man finally asked.
“Oh, simple. I’ll just punch your son into dust,” Chen Xiyi stated flatly.
“…” Absolute silence. The man was speechless. Definitely physical.
“Any… other Salvation methods? Reciting scriptures? Reincarnating into a good family?” The man held onto hope.
“Want spiritual Salvation? Sure. I have a ‘Devil-Purging Pure Yang Talisman.’ I’ll draw a fresh one and slap it on! Guaranteed nothing left, not even dust. Or use this ‘Pure Yang Golden Light Talisman’ on yourself. Then you can tear your son apart. But! For this premium treatment? I handle his corpse collection and makeup.”
Chen Xiyi pulled out a brush, cinnabar ink, and yellow paper from his Pixiu Pouch. If the man agreed to let him collect the corpse, it would be top-tier handling.
“Ahem… Master… Salvation? The kind that sends it to be reborn? Not… annihilation?” The man thought this master seemed either slightly unwell or bad at listening… but absolutely capable.
Look at what he pulled out! A small pouch held the ink and paper? Fine. But that brush? Bigger than the pouch! He pulled it straight out! Not normal!
“Ah… I can’t. Wrong specialization. Farewell.” Chen Xiyi stuffed everything back into his Pixiu Pouch, gave a fist-and-palm salute, and prepared to dash.
He excelled at physical/spiritual Salvation, whether turning something to dust or slicing it apart.
But guiding spirits into rebirth? Totally outside his skill set. That required some future Module. For now? Only those two methods.
Since he couldn’t collect that corpse, no reason to chat. Time to leave and find another way.
Honestly? Partnering with the authorities sounded good. With his abilities, he could become something even rarer than a national treasure.
“Master! Please wait! Please handle my son’s body! I believe in your professionalism!” The man grabbed Chen Xiyi.
Hearing this, Chen Xiyi beamed.
“Let’s go! I’ll handle it!” He immediately threw an arm over the man’s shoulder, squeezing the infant ghost aside.
They walked toward a nearby residential complex.
Entering the complex, they climbed to the third floor. The apartment inside screamed mourning: white everywhere. Four elderly people wept silently in a corner. A woman moved lifelessly doing chores.
On the way, they exchanged names: the man was Ximen Yue. Chen Xiyi didn’t grasp his exact job, but his abilities included “Commerce Expertise” and “Social Smoothness.”
Entering? Chen Xiyi’s eyes widened. Six floating names and health bars instantly popped up. “Holy cow!” he thought.
Chen Xiyi looked closely at the infant ghost on Ximen Yue’s shoulder. Then at the non-sealed coffin containing the small body.
[Infant: Unnamed, Health Points: 100%, Condition: Separated Soul, False Death]
Understanding dawned. He snatched his arm off Ximen Yue’s shoulder. “So this felt off! You and your son tricked me?! Not actually dead?! Calling me over for a corpse?! Think I have nothing better to do?!”
His words shocked everyone silent.
“My… my son isn’t dead? But the official Death Notice… it was issued…” Ximen Yue stammered, voice shaking.
“And you! Little brat! Still glaring?! Just wait! Today I’ll spank your bottom open! Or else I’ll hand over my ‘Clear Void True Person’ title to you!”
Chen Xiyi was fuming! An old cat burned its whiskers! Flipped in a small ditch!
He thought it premature Death! Turned out false Death!
He grabbed ahold of the glaring kid’s leg. In one swift movement, he threw it over his shoulder and slammed it directly into the soulless, falsely dead infant body in the coffin.
The whole room stared dumbfounded.
Then: the sharp cry of an infant burst from the tiny coffin.
Everyone froze in disbelief.
They saw Chen Xiyi grab something from Ximen Yue’s shoulder and fling it into the coffin! Their son/grandson, dead for a full day, was crying and alive!
Dumbstruck joy! They rushed to the coffin! Seeing the crying, squirming baby — indescribable relief and happiness!
Ximen Yue’s gloom vanished instantly. An enormous smile lit his face. He bowed nervously toward a deeply frustrated Chen Xiyi.
“Quick, wife! Pour tea! Open Dad’s treasured ‘Yuhouchun’ premium tea! Master! Please! Sit!”
“Master! Here! Sit right here!”
Everyone rushed around, talking over each other. What Chen Xiyi just did? Miracle-worker status confirmed! No fraud! A genuine Master with real powers!
Chen Xiyi sighed quietly. Impossible to tell if this counted as profit or loss.
He found an inroad to this world. But his first potential Corpse Collecting job completely failed.