Chapter 921 Nostalgic Skin Modernization

Chapter 921 Nostalgic Skin Modernization

I am...

Looking at the dead who were stumbling forward in the gray fog filled with deathly silence, looking at the huge door looming behind the thick gray fog, and the man with a big axe stuck on the back of his head... the male soul couldn't help but freeze in place.

Dead? I'm already dead?!
He tried hard to recall the memories of his life, remembered the charming singing voice, and the sudden sound of breaking wind behind his ears. Only then did the man completely confirm his current situation, and then he couldn't help but shudder all over.

I should be dead...

After the royal ship of the Kingdom of Seo was towed away some time ago, the area near the Moonlit Sea became a habitat for sirens. Sailors on passing ships were often driven crazy by their singing, and then jumped off the ship and swam to the reefs to die of exhaustion.

So he went to the director to get a mission, and took the [Silent Music Box] to drive away the swarm of sea monsters. But when he was halfway through, the first mate on the ship went crazy, and directly picked up the axe to cut the cables and chopped everywhere, while he happened to be distracted by controlling the music box...

Damn it! Am I going to die just like that?

After temporarily resisting the pull of the Gate of the Dead with his soul quality far superior to that of an ordinary person, the man with the axe stuck in his head could not help but hold his head and roared with resentment in his eyes.
How is this possible? I once participated in the promotion assessment with the God of Cookery and came back alive as a Level 2 cleaner! How could I be killed by someone like this? And I died so stupidly? I... I...

"Over there! What are you doing?"

As if noticing this special existence, one soul from each of the two teams of souls, black and white, outside the Gate of the Dead, ran over quickly with shackles in hand, and shouted sternly:

"Go in quickly! The spirits of the dead cannot linger outside!"

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

"..."

No...what are these two doing?

Looking at the strange soul in front of him wearing a strange tall hat, holding a stick in one hand and shackles in the other, asking him to quickly enter the Gate of the Dead, the man's mind suddenly became a little confused, and then he asked in surprise:

"Who are you? Isn't the Gate of the Dead under the jurisdiction of the God of Food?"

This guy actually knows the God of Cookery... So he is a dead cleaner?

After hearing the man's curious question, the black and white soul's attitude softened a little, and then, as if he was not very familiar with it, he introduced himself a little stiffly:

"We are Black... um... Black for now and White for now... I don't know why we're called that, but that's what we're called. Right now, there's no Overlord of the Dead guarding Ghost Gate, so we're asked to maintain order here."

"gate of hell?"

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

Considering that the axe man in front of him was a cleaner, "White Temporary" with white ash falling from his face whispered an explanation, and then pointed to the Gate of the Dead shrouded in gray fog in the distance.

"Well, isn't it written there?"

"?"

Following the pale fingers smeared with "White Temporary" and taking a look in the direction of the Gate of the Dead, the Axe Man couldn't help but open his mouth wide and stood there in confusion.

A huge archway made of stone pillars replaced the Gate of the Dead that was originally divided into left and right, standing at the junction of life and death.

In the center of this strange building with blue bricks, black tiles and flying eaves on all four corners, there is a huge rectangular plaque with three strange symbols painted on it, which are probably words. It is emitting a red light that makes people feel a little creepy.

"What do those three symbols mean..."

"Gate of Hell, isn't there a translator downstairs?"

Is there any translation?

Slightly stunned by the words of the black and white soul, the axe man squinted and looked over, and found that the corresponding translations were indeed written under the three symbols. However, before he could take a closer look, he was pushed by the two men and urged anxiously:
"Hurry up, hurry up, you've stayed long enough. Even the cleaner can't block us like this. Go in and register!" "Huh? We have to register now that we're dead?"

"Why are you asking me? This is the food of your Cleanup Bureau... ahem... this is decided by the big shots above, and we just follow it... hurry up! Go register quickly, and then it's time to go to hell."

"Yellow Spring Road...isn't it a road of no return?"

"It's been painted yellow."

"what?!"

"Oh no!"

I blurted out "white is temporary" and quickly made up for it:

"Well... according to what is said above, the Road of No Return sounds unlucky, and although the road is still there, it no longer has its original function, so we might as well just change the name... Why do you have so many questions? Let's go!"

"..."

Although he had a thousand questions in his mind, under the repeated urging of "Black and White Temporarily", the Axe Man had no choice but to quickly walk towards the Door of the Dead, which had changed greatly in appearance, and then took a form on a table beside the door.

"Hello."

After grinning at the axe man, revealing eight shining white teeth, the pretty female soul behind the table, wearing a black and white suit, smiled and gave instructions:

"Mr. Deceased, please fill in your age, gender, address, cause of death... these are the required fields. Even if you are illiterate, you can fill them out with your soul's understanding. 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 box below are optional items. You can fill them in if you have them, or leave them blank if you don’t want to.

However, we recommend that you fill in as much as possible if you have any information. After all, although these are optional items, they may affect your post-mortem employment direction, the benefits of related positions, and even the speed of promotion in the corresponding department. "

"..."

Getting a job after death... and getting promoted? And getting benefits? Is this still the dead world? What is this for?

Holding the extremely strange form in his hand, the axe man couldn't hold the axe on his head anymore. He opened his mouth and asked dully:
"You guys...you guys..."

"We are the branch of the Cleansing Bureau in the dead world. We were established not long ago. The current tentative name is the Underworld Branch. Emma is the director... You can take a look at the title. There is also the logo of the Cleansing Bureau on it."

"..."

Following the fingertips of the female soul, he looked at the shit on the watch head... After the scarab, the axe man finally closed his mouth with difficulty. While trying to accept the exaggerated reality, he asked with shock in his eyes:
"Why is this happening? Has the Bureau taken down the entire Dead Realm?"

In the bureau?
After keenly catching this key word, the soul of the girl in the suit couldn't help but narrow her eyes, her smile became more eager, and then she took the initiative to speak:

"Dear deceased, if you have worked as a cleaner during your lifetime, it will be considered a Level 3 special contribution. After filling out the form, you can take the fast track and go directly to the courtroom to be judged by the judges."

"Trial? I committed a crime?"

"Sir, a trial doesn't necessarily mean guilt, it can also mean merit."

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

"According to the rules that have been set, if you accumulate enough merits during your career as a cleaner, you will receive corresponding rewards in the world of the dead, or exchange them for benefits for your surviving family members.

Even if you work hard enough, accumulate enough merits, have not committed any serious crimes, and your soul and body are in good condition, you can even be arranged to go through the resurrection process and come back after living to 150 years old."

"ah?!!!"

(End of this chapter)