An answer immediately surfaced in Qin Ye's mind, but he simply couldn't bring himself to say it.
Hell's Gate, Death Inquisitor …
As soon as one sat on the throne of Hell's Gate, they would be empowered by the laws of the new Hell. The stronger they were, the more Yin spirits they would be able to withstand.
Although Su Dongxue was only an Operative-class Yin spirit, the existence of mimicry made her equivalent to a Soul Hunter standing guard at Hell's Gate!
However …
To have a prostitute who forgets to collect money when she's' happy 'as a Death Inquisitor … Wouldn't the Yin spirits of the new Hell be sucked dry … No … would the reputation of the new Hell be tarnished …
"Are you sure?" Qin Ye asked Arthis with uncertainty.
"I'm sure … Why don't you go back and kill Comrade Wang?
If you can't do it, she's the best candidate right now. "
Arthis responded placidly, "Hell has just been established, and all the Yin spirits in the vicinity have sensed the presence of the new Hell. Believe it or not … you've only been gone for a day, and there are at least ten or twenty thousand Yin spirits right now.
Are you planning to make a trip to Hell every night? "
She glanced at Qin Ye, "Look at the dark circles under your eyes. Aren't you going to sleep?"
Qin Ye sighed. This was also the biggest headache he had right now.
People … no, ghosts!
Leveling the forest required manpower. Rebuilding the buildings required manpower. Furthermore, there were hundreds of Death Inquisitors. There were people everywhere he looked!
And he couldn't trust a single one of them!
Arthis glanced at Qin Ye, who was deep in thought. She wanted to say something, but ultimately chose to remain silent.
There were some things that couldn't be taught. As an official, especially as a Yama-King, he had to manage far more things than he did in the mortal realm.
There were 1.5 billion people in the mortal realm, but the number of people in the netherworld could reach tens of billions in the future!
If he had to be taught everything by others … Hell would soon fall into chaos.
"You're in luck to come with me to Hell tonight." Qin Ye instructed Su Dongxue, "Now, find something and attach yourself to it."
Su Dongxue nodded obediently, and then …
She transformed into a nethergale and flew straight towards Qin Ye's waist.
"Bloody hell … can't you be a little more reserved?!
Get out! "
"My lord … I'm already very reserved … It's warm and comfortable here. After all, I haven't breathed in Yang energy for over a hundred years …"
"... Don't you dare go in!
Be careful that I don't destroy your soul! "Qin Ye gnashed his teeth as he tugged at his belt.
Su Dongxue flew out, feeling wronged. It had to be said that she was indeed a beauty. Once she frowned, it was as if the spring scenery was gently stirred up. Her limpid eyes seemed to be filled with tenderness.
"Milord … it's not big enough, the Yang energy isn't strong enough, I'm not going inside …" She said softly, as if she was angry and resentful.
Qin Ye looked up at the sky and rolled his eyes. Then, he picked up Song Jiafang's portrait and pointed at it with an ashen expression, "Go in!"
"Stingy," Su Dongxue muttered softly. She pouted slightly and transformed into a gust of chilly wind as she flew in.
As soon as he jumped out of the pit with the photo frame, he was stunned.
It was still early in the morning.
It was past four o 'clock.
More than twenty meters away, there were rows of police cars. Dozens of police officers were watching them solemnly. The collapsed house was completely surrounded by a tape.
Around the entrance of the cave, there were a total of seven people!
A white-haired old man stood at the forefront.
Beside him were three men dressed in white coats, each of whom bore the distinct emblem of the SRC on their chests.
Behind them were two other investigators wearing the emblem of the Special Investigations Department, as well as … Su Feng and Lin Han.
"S9527?" The old man stared at Qin Ye with a burning gaze, "Is it … over now?"
Perhaps because he felt that he hadn't explained everything clearly enough, he stared intently into Qin Ye's eyes and took a step forward with some measure of anxiety, "What I'm asking is, has the hunting zone … been resolved?"
Qin Ye thought about it for a moment, and then immediately connected the dots.
What kind of person was he?
He immediately guessed that his earlier conjecture had been right. Li Tao's final statement back in the car had just been confirmed.
"Fourthly, there's a research team in Mount Tai City that's currently working with the SRC on a project. Disrupting them will be deemed as obstructing the research."
Given the standoff between the three daolords and the mortal realm, it would naturally be best for the mortal realm to understand as much as they could about Yin spirits. Since I've resolved the issue, wouldn't I … receive some sort of special benefit?
"Yes." He smiled faintly at the old man.
"Good lad."
One of the men in white lab coats gazed deeply at Qin Ye, "We've been researching this topic for half a year now, but we haven't made much progress. We don't even know where to start, and yet you've managed to resolve it overnight.
As expected of an expert who's managed to breach nine hunting zones in a row. "
Su Feng and Lin Han's eyes gleamed brightly.
Just then, the frame of the portrait suddenly moved, and Qin Ye tightened his grip on it.
Su Dongxue reluctantly grew taciturn.
"Not bad."
The old man heaved a sigh of relief, "I wonder if you're free right now? We'd like to compile a complete dossier of the details, as well as some of your deductions."
"Right now?"
Qin Ye was rather displeased. You … I've just completed my mission. Shouldn't you at least mention my reward?
Life would be meaningless if one doesn't pursue benefits … Isn't it inappropriate for you to come up with a report on my frail body?
Where's the initiative?
"Yes."
Another man in a white lab coat chimed in with some measure of excitement, "Professor Yu's research team is working on the topic of the diversity of Yin spirits.
If we succeed, it would be of great help to the current situation.
It wasn't easy for us to decide on a different hunting zone.
We can't wait to hear the details! "
That's why it's always said that academics are the hardest to communicate with. Look at how constipated I look right now. Shouldn't I have noticed some details already?
What happened to the cultivator's keen observation skills?
Qin Ye's expression turned ugly for some time, yet the other man remained unmoved. Four pairs of burning eyes continued to stare intently at him.
I can't afford to offend him … Qin Ye sighed in his heart, and then responded after several seconds of deliberation, "I can, but … the Yin spirit below me is incredibly strange and unpredictable. I'm also carrying quite a few injuries right now …"
He paused for a moment, and then deliberately coughed several times as he continued, "My head's still a little dizzy right now. If I could recuperate … or perhaps get some help, then things would be much more logical …"
Su Feng and Lin Han's mouths were wide open.
Shameless!
Shameless beyond belief!
Asking for a reward from the SRC?
Do you know what kind of authority the SRC holds?
It's the only independent department in Cathay that's on an equal footing with the Special Investigations Department!
"Awesome …" Lin Han muttered, "Holy shit … this kid actually dares to ask Old Man Yu for a reward? T-isn't he just asking for a reward?
He must be, right?
Does he even know who Old Man Yu is? "
Su Feng was also dumbfounded. His lips trembled several times before he finally managed to mutter, "Bloody hell … I'm going to change this idiot's name to Awesome Man Qin when I get back …"
However, imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.
Even though Qin Ye's acting skills were superb, Old Man Yu and the others who were supposed to play along with him simply turned a blind eye.
Professor Yu took a step forward, and his gaze grew even more intense as he grabbed Qin Ye's hand, "The Yin spirit in this hunting zone is only at the Operative-class. Are you saying that an Operative-class Yin spirit actually managed to injure you?
How did you get injured?
What's so strange about it? "
"... Professor Yu … I mean …"
Aren't you focusing on the wrong thing?
I'm an official!
I'm in need of a break!
Where's the warmth that exists between humans?!
"Mr Qin, your information is particularly important to our research project!"
Professor Yu drew a deep breath and dragged Qin Ye out without further ado, "As soon as we complete this research project, all of us will be awarded a second-class merit.
Second-class merit … will entitle us to four special privileges.
I hope to see your name on the list. "
Hmm?
Qin Ye gently freed himself from Professor Yu's grasp and coughed lightly, "Don't worry, this is my duty!"
His voice was steady and firm.
"How's your health?" Professor Yu asked worriedly after taking two steps forward, almost as though he had just recalled something.
"I'm always striving for the development of the four modernizations!
What's a mere minor injury to me?! "Qin Ye responded righteously.
Professor Yu adjusted his thick spectacles and led the way out of the quarantine zone.
"You're awesome …" Lin Han and Su Feng quickly caught up to him. Lin Han stared at Professor Yu as though he had just seen a ghost, "Do you know who he is?
How dare you negotiate with Old Man Yu?
Do you believe that he can remove your name from the First Academy of Cultivators with a single phone call?
How can you educate others if you don't behave appropriately? "
"What identity?" Qin Ye was taken aback, "Speaking of which, what are you guys doing here again?"
"I knew you wouldn't read the chat app." Su Feng rolled his eyes, "Open it up and take a look for yourself."
Professor Yu was already seated in his car, and he was currently giving instructions to several men in white coats. A number of police officers began to enter the cavern in an orderly manner.
Qin Ye glanced at the screen and opened the chat app.
It exploded.
The First Academy of Cultivators' instructors group had already exploded.
He flipped through more than a dozen pages before he finally arrived at the very first message.
It had actually been sent ten minutes ago.
Zhou Xianlong: "Instructor S9527, first to complete C-grade mission 'Lost Tracks'.
Awarded 20 teaching credits.
First to complete mission. Awarded 10 teaching credits.
C-grade mission. Awarded 5 teaching credits. "
"Instructor S9527, current accumulated teaching credits of 40.
Ranked first in the leaderboard. "
"Everyone, please work hard."
The chat app below had already exploded with activity!
It was four in the morning, and yet these cultivators were popping up like flies, almost as though they couldn't sleep at all.
"Is this for real?!
It's only the first day, and yet someone has already accumulated 40 teaching credits?
Isn't S9527 a little too much?! "-- A5423.
"Bloody hell … it wasn't easy for me to receive a D-grade mission, and I don't even have a clue as to what to do with it. And yet, someone has already completed a C-grade mission?
I'm still kneeling on the ground reading the group chat right now! "-- B0769.
"I'm bowing to you … The Faculty of Combat is in for a treat. I wonder what kind of qualifications S9527 will receive from his recommendation. I've got a bad feeling about the ranking of teaching credits for the upcoming semester … Speaking of which, someone like him should be removed from the ranks of instructors!
He should be placed in the ranks of Anitya Hellguards! "-- A6859.
"Silence!" Zhou Xianlong activated the Group Mute.
Then, he continued, "The C-grade mission was originally expected to be completed in fifteen days. However, Instructor S9527 completed the mission far ahead of schedule.
Therefore, I hereby lift a few of the conditions. "
"Firstly, instructors who have received a C-grade mission may consult Instructor S9527 for details.
There is no longer a need for a C-grade mission. "
"Once again, instructors who fail to attain 60 teaching credits in two months' time are requested to resign. None of you are suitable to teach and educate.
Secondly … "
"Instructors who attain 90 teaching credits and above will be placed on the list of outstanding instructors of the First Academy of Cultivators for the first half of the year."
"At the end of the two months' time, Vice Principal Li will be announcing the benefits and benefits of each and every position in the First Academy of Cultivators.
Everyone … please make the most of this final opportunity.
Time … is running out. "