The Town Demon Suppression Division

Confess and be treated leniently; resist and be treated harshly.

In the bright, minimalist interrogation room, Lu Siye shifted his bored gaze away from the eight bold characters on the wall behind him.

More than ten minutes had passed since he'd been brought into the room. Apart from the two officers who had come in at the beginning to ask him some basic personal questions, no one else had shown up.

Lu Siye leaned back in his chair, staring straight ahead. He looked as if he were daydreaming.

In reality, he wasn't daydreaming. He was looking at a system panel visible only to him.

Host: Lu Siye

Fear Points: 937

Cultivation Power: None (a weakling)

Martial Arts Techniques: None

Special Item: Evil-Exorcising Fruit Knife

He had 937 Fear Points now. Subtracting the 90 he'd had left before, that meant one Takeout Ghost had given him a total of 847 Fear Points.

That was a massive haul.

But what exactly were Cultivation Power and Martial Arts Techniques? Could he train in the martial arts manuals from wuxia novels?

The thought made Lu Siye excited. Every boy had once dreamed of becoming a legendary martial hero.

Even though he'd grown up, that dream hadn't changed.

In the monitoring room, a tower of a man and a woman in an exquisite qipao stood in front of the screens. The woman's outfit showed off her stunning figure.

The screen showed Lu Siye sitting in the interrogation room, apparently daydreaming.

"This young man has a pretty good temperament. It's his first time encountering a ghost, yet not only did he fight back and kill it, he's still so calm," the woman said, her captivating voice carrying a hint of allure.

"I'm more curious how an ordinary person managed to fight an Evil Ghost with nothing but a single enchanted item," the man rumbled.

"Why don't you go ask him?" The woman ran a slender finger down the man's thick arm.

"Shangguan Qingxue, I'm warning you. Stop putting your hands on me all the time. I only like women who are stronger than me."

The man caught the woman's pale wrist and gently pushed it away, then left the monitoring room without looking back.

"Meng Jianmin, you..." Shangguan Qingxue stomped her foot in frustration and hurried after him.

Bang!

The sound of the interrogation-room door opening drew Lu Siye's attention.

At long last, someone had come to see him.

He looked toward the door. A man at least 190 centimeters tall, built like a tower, turned sideways to enter.

A tall woman followed him, wearing a qipao. Every movement of hers radiated irresistible charm.

She passed the man and walked up to the table. With a graceful motion, she pulled out a chair and sat down.

Then she leaned forward, revealing her graceful curves as she rested her ample breasts on the table.

A faint, delicate fragrance drifted toward Lu Siye. He instinctively glanced over, and the instant he saw her breasts, a glint of golden light flashed deep in his eyes, unnoticed by anyone.

Holy crap, they're huge!

Lu Siye nearly lost himself staring, but out of politeness, he looked for only a moment before turning his eyes away.

A trace of surprise, too subtle to notice, flashed through Shangguan Qingxue's eyes. An ordinary person had resisted the effects of her charm.

She turned to Meng Jianmin and gave him a slight nod.

Meng Jianmin understood. He stepped in front of Lu Siye and looked down at him, rumbling, "Look up. Look at me."

Lu Siye instinctively raised his head. The instant his eyes met the man's—

He saw a fierce tiger open its enormous jaws before him, as if it would pounce and devour him alive the very next moment.

His pupils contracted sharply. In that instant, Lu Siye forgot he was in an interrogation room and that two mysterious people stood in front of him. All he could see was the striped tiger.

His heart began to pound, his blood pressure rose, and adrenaline surged through him. Sensing mortal danger, his body immediately responded with the most primal urge to survive.

He fought down the instinct to run and swung a fist at the tiger's eye.

He had only one thought: even if he was going to die, he'd make sure the other guy felt some pain.

But to his surprise, his fist passed through the tiger as if it were an illusion, hitting nothing.

The tiger vanished, and the interrogation room returned to normal.

"Not bad! Excellent spiritual strength, excellent courage," Shangguan Qingxue said, her tone carrying a hint of praise.

She sat up straight, her air shifting in an instant from seductive and alluring to dignified and elegant. A warmth seemed to radiate from her.

"What was that?" Lu Siye looked around in confusion. He was still in the interrogation room. So that striped tiger had been an illusion?

His tense muscles finally relaxed. Exhausted, Lu Siye slumped back in his chair. At some point, cold sweat had soaked through his shirt.

"I'm sure you've already figured it out: the deliveryman you killed wasn't human. He was a ghost."

Meng Jianmin took a fruit knife from behind his back and placed it on the table. It was the Evil-Exorcising Fruit Knife.

He pulled over a chair and sat down. His extraordinary weight made the chair creak loudly beneath him.

It was hard not to wonder whether it would collapse the very next second.

"Are you two from some government agency?" Lu Siye asked tentatively.

"A government agency?" Shangguan Qingxue smiled. "If you mean the one you're thinking of, then yes, we are."

"Right, I should properly introduce myself. I'm Meng Jianmin, captain of the Metal Unit at the Tianhai City branch of the Town Demon Suppression Division. This is Shangguan Qingxue, captain of the Water Unit." Meng Jianmin straightened up as he spoke.

"Does the Town Demon Suppression Division divide its teams according to the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth?" Lu Siye asked curiously.

"That's right!" Meng Jianmin nodded.

"Don't worry. The Town Demon Suppression Division handles incidents involving ghosts and monsters. Killing a ghost isn't against the law. Just tell us everything that happened tonight," Shangguan Qingxue said with a sweet smile.

Her breathtaking beauty and gentle tone made one instinctively want to spill everything.

Lu Siye raised a hand and patted his cheek, shaking off the urge to tell them everything.

He concealed the fact that he had a system, changed some details, and embellished parts of the story before recounting what had happened that night.

He said the fruit knife he'd bought at the supermarket for a little over twenty yuan had instead cost him several thousand at an antiques market.

He also changed the one-sided beating he'd given the Takeout Ghost into a fierce battle against a ghost, which he'd only just managed to win.

After hearing Lu Siye's account, Meng Jianmin rubbed his chin. "There's too much luck involved. The other members can't use it as a reference."

Shangguan Qingxue nodded in agreement.

"By the way, what exactly are ghosts?" Lu Siye asked with curiosity.

In his previous life, he'd never encountered anything like a ghost. And having grown up under the red flag, he hadn't really believed such things existed, so he hadn't paid much attention to them.

"Ghosts? That would take too long to explain. Simply put, humans have Three Souls and Seven Spirits, while ghosts have only one soul and seven spirits. After a person dies, there's a chance they can become a ghost before their three souls disperse," Meng Jianmin explained, tapping the table.

"But because a ghost's soul is incomplete, it can't control its emotions. Gradually, it becomes dominated by one or more extreme emotions, and that's how all kinds of ghosts come to be."

"I see." Lu Siye nodded.

No wonder the Takeout Ghost had been afraid. Its seven spirits, which represented the seven emotions, were still intact.