Terrifying Heavens: I'll directly worship the Black Law of Fengdu!

Chapter 66 The Office is Haunted
Wang Angongcao noticed that Li Xuan seemed unaware of the basic common sense of the superposition of the world's "infinity" and "universe".

He patiently explained, “I did not attain enlightenment in that world, but rather I happened to find this world and took it over to govern. Occasionally, I would go there to collect information. For example, when Lu Jian went to collect information, he met Zhang Miaoyuan, who was of good character, and invited him to serve in Fengdu... Unfortunately, his fate was not good.”

Fengdu is not unique; it is a superposition of countless parallel worlds. For example, my official position, Wang An Gongcao, exists in countless forms unknown to me, some old, some young, some middle-aged, and some even of different genders.

Those with higher official positions can govern more of the world.

If the Ten Kings of Hell exist in many worlds, they are in reality their own true forms, observing these many worlds simultaneously from their own physical bodies!

Li Xuan understood.

Fengdu is a superposition of multiple parallel worlds. The more powerful the ghost or god, the more worlds they can transcend and observe them simultaneously.

It's like a skyscraper, where each floor is inhabited by one person, who can only govern all the floors below them.

Li Xuan scratched his head and said, "I am truly ashamed that my actions have caused the two officials to be punished."

Wang An laughed and said, "Don't be too hard on yourself. Although the Black Law is strict, its purpose is to guide people to do good! We have served as clerks for many years and found you unusual, so we couldn't help but ask. This is our own fault and we should be punished."

Li Xuan said, "I would like to ask the official in charge of cultivation, for some reason, the spiritual energy in my world is extremely thin, and cultivation is not as fast as in other worlds. What is the reason for this?"

Wang An shook his head and said, “It’s not that I don’t want to talk about it, but the world you live in is so extraordinary that its origins are hard to find. Just now I tried to go there, but I spent a huge amount of my magical power and still didn’t make any progress. The reason I can talk to you now is because of your magical power that makes the talisman move, and we can barely communicate... I can’t even tell whether the underworld exists in this world.”

Li Xuan waited hopefully for an answer, but unexpectedly, Wang An didn't know either.

He said, "Could it be the end times of the Dharma?"

Wang An pondered for a moment and said, "I cannot make a hasty judgment, but there is one thing I can say: the world you inhabit is far more real than any other world I know! With my abilities, if I were to go to your world, I fear that even with my magic, I would find it difficult to lift a small stone weighing a few pounds..."

Li Xuan wanted to ask more questions.

Wang An's posture began to falter, and he said, "Heaven and earth are separated by vast distances, and such communication is exhausting. Let us discuss this further in another world. For now, let's leave it at that. I greatly admire you and eagerly hope that we may have the opportunity to work together in Fengdu someday!"

The black smoke couldn't hold on any longer and dissipated...

Li Xuan: “…”

Did the long-distance call make Wang Angong Cao so uncomfortable?

He had mixed feelings. He hadn't expected that after seriously inviting the officials of the underworld and exchanging a few words, these two would be tied to a bronze pillar and given a good beating!
Lu Jian was in an even worse situation, because Xie Yali invited the patriarch, and the patriarch even sent his clerk to Iron Enclosure Mountain.

Holding the black law in his hand, Li Xuan decided that he could not let himself go under the guise of the "Northern Emperor's Pardon." He would follow the rules when possible, and only break them "minorly" when there was absolutely no other way.

He knew all too well that taking someone else's "convenience" for granted was something that people found extremely distasteful.

As someone with social anxiety, in the time that followed, in addition to absorbing the spiritual energy stored in the purple-red gourd for cultivation every day, he still maintained his fitness habit. He had been practicing combat for more than half a year since his last return, and he had mastered the necessary moves and techniques. All that was left was to accumulate experience through a lot of practice.

He signed up for the shooting club and the weapons category at the martial arts club.

Traveling through countless worlds, Li Xuan felt that becoming a "polygonal" warrior was the right path, using melee "weapons" for close combat and ranged "shooting" for long-range attacks, relying on magic for battles from afar, and summoning allies to compete based on background!

I've accumulated quite a bit of spiritual energy this time.

Li Xuan cultivated for a full year before exhausting his energy. Cultivation nourishes the body, and with all the time added up to over a year, his age increased from 24 (in the latter half of the year) to 26. Yet, his facial features seemed frozen in time, unchanged. If one had to compare them to a photo from right after graduation, his eyes now held more intelligence and wisdom, losing their former innocent naiveté…

The spiritual energy inside the gourd has been exhausted.

Li Xuan felt like a man who had spent all his savings; his spine suddenly went limp, and he spoke in a low voice.

He stood in the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and smiled. Moderate exercise was only for attracting the opposite sex, but wholehearted exercise was for attracting the same sex…

Looking at his own beautifully defined muscles, he could only admire himself.

All right!

Time to get to work...

Li Xuan changed into clean and comfortable clothes, stood on the windowsill looking towards the garden, and said, "Assign a task."

Sensing his need, the tender buds in the garden swayed gently, and green light crossed time and space to envelop Li Xuan instantly, before disappearing into a gentle breeze the next second.

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Star Plaza Office Building, New Territories, Hong Kong Island.

This office building was completed many years ago and has always been a top choice for small companies due to its good location. However, starting ten years ago, every year between the seventh and ninth months of the lunar calendar, nine people have died, and now ninety people have died.

Although there is a great deal of religious freedom and faith in Hong Kong, there are some things that cannot be discussed openly.

Because not all of these deaths occurred in office buildings. Besides jumping from buildings, which accounted for the majority, other causes of death included car accidents, flooding, and fires. There were many different ways to die.

It's strange, really. With so many deaths every year, the companies located in those office buildings are doing quite well...

The bosses of these companies are in sync; when recruiting employees each year, they go to great lengths to conceal the fact that nine people die every year, because they treat these deaths as sacrifices.

It sounds a bit horrifying in modern times, but it makes a lot of sense when viewed from the perspective of ancient thinking.

In pursuit of favorable weather and peace along the riverbanks, countless things were done, from sacrificing livestock to the gods and the River God taking a wife to even throwing people into the river...

A young man stood on the street, dressed in a suit, trousers, and tie, wearing inexpensive leather shoes and glasses—a typical "nuclear-powered ox-horse" look for an office worker.

The young man is Li Xuan.

Upon arriving in this world and confirming the historical context, he immediately received a mission from the black notebook: [Please resolve the cyclical curse of nine deaths annually in the Star Ring Office Building by addressing its root cause.]

This name is quite unique and easy to find. He had just arrived at the bottom of the office building when he bumped into a man with a buzz cut, which immediately triggered information about contacting a key figure and learning about the plot of this world.

It turns out that this world originated from a movie called "Office Ghost Story," which consists of three short stories, all of which take place inside the Star Ring Building.

(End of this chapter)