Entry System

Confirming that the demon before him was finally and thoroughly dead, Shen Qing let out a long breath and slumped onto the sofa behind him, a panel visible only to him flickering into view.

[Name]: Shen Qing

[Cultivation]: Ninth Grade Initial Stage (Body Tempering)

[Traits]: Stone Lock Strength (White), Soul Stabilization (Green), Spirit-Absorbing Root (Green)

[Karma Cutting Value]: 10

As a transmigrator, Shen Qing naturally possessed a golden finger—by hunting demons, he could plunder their attributes, transform them into traits, and imbue them into his own body.

From low to high, they were divided into five levels: Mortal, Strange, Weird, Legendary, and Mythical, or simply put: White, Green, Blue, Purple, and Gold.

[Soul Stabilization]: The soul finds peace, the heart remains unshaken. Soul strength +30%, provides a certain resistance to mental attacks, and increases the probability of breaking through bottlenecks.

Possessing memories from two lifetimes and the existence of these traits, he naturally wouldn't be so easily swayed by the Tree Demon's charms.

Feeling the strange sensation rising from the soles of his feet after the demon's death, Shen Qing shifted his gaze to the newly appeared trait.

[Spirit-Absorbing Root]: A spirit root is born, absorbing for use. Spiritual energy absorption speed +50%; passive absorption occurs upon contact with the earth, at approximately 30% of normal cultivation speed.

The thin spiritual energy in the surroundings was actually surging into his body of its own accord.

"Spirit-Absorbing Root... rooting into the earth like a tree?"

Shen Qing muttered to himself. Was this the function of the new trait? However, now was not the time for research.

"When do I get paid?"

He turned his head to look at the young man still standing there in a daze—Xie Chong, a fellow employee of "Hummingbird Delivery," though the other man was a full-time staff member.

"Seriously, brother, how could you just beat it to death like that? And so brutally, too?"

Xie Chong finally snapped out of it, leaning in with a look of disgust as he peered down at the unrecognizable corpse on the floor.

The entire face was mangled beyond recognition; it had been beaten to death so thoroughly that even its own mother wouldn't recognize it.

The floor behind it was cracked, red liquid was splattered everywhere, and the air was filled with the stench of rotting vegetation.

Xie Chong clicked his tongue, never having expected a newcomer to be this fierce, showing no fear whatsoever when facing a demon.

Back when he first fought a demon, he had spent ages mentally preparing himself.

This Shen Qing was truly a man who acted when there was money to be made!

"A life for a life, isn't that normal?"

Shen Qing waved his hand dismissively and stood up, heading toward the bathroom. "Although those who get caught must have had some other intentions, the Tree Demon has an innate charm ability that is hard for ordinary people to resist. This is already the third one."

Xie Chong followed behind, still chattering away.

"You've got a point, but the boyfriend just asked you to help check if his girlfriend was home. You, on the other hand, went and beat his girlfriend to death. Tsk, tsk."

He pulled out his phone to check the order information.

"Hummingbird Delivery"—delivering takeout and local courier services was true, but monitoring, tracking, and even eliminating demons was also true.

Shen Qing turned on the faucet, washed the blood from his hands and face, and shook off the water as he walked out of the bathroom.

"Heh, he should be thanking me. I just helped him clear a landmine."

Xie Chong sighed helplessly and shoved his phone back into his pocket. "Fine, fine. At least the mission is complete; that's better than it getting away. These plant-based demons are hard to find because they can hide their aura. It took us five whole days!"

This demon had been killing people in his jurisdiction, and the pressure on him had been immense. Now, it was finally resolved.

Xie Chong's tone lightened as he patted Shen Qing on the shoulder.

"It turns out I was right to use you as bait. A demon like her, who feeds on human essence, has absolutely no resistance to a handsome guy like you."

As he spoke, he looked Shen Qing up and down with a playful expression.

At one meter eighty, with long legs and a physique that looked good even without a shirt—damn, he was a little envious. Was this the advantage of physical-type abilities?

"Go on, flattery won't get you anywhere."

Shen Qing waved his hand and pulled down his sleeves. "Isn't this the opposite of what you said about my physical-type abilities being useless?"

Xie Chong shook his head quickly to deny it. "That had nothing to do with me; that was the conclusion reached by the headquarters specialists. I was just relaying the message. But, you can't really blame headquarters for having poor judgment. A week ago, you were only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, barely reaching the edge of F-rank. Now, you've managed to beat a demon nearing E-rank to death. Who could have predicted that? Especially when you didn't show any changes other than your physique."

He stroked his chin and added, "But it works out for us. When the assessment comes, we'll scare the hell out of them."

Shen Qing didn't respond, his gaze drifting absentmindedly over the emaciated middle-aged man on the bed who had clearly been dead for some time.

"Last time it was a ghost, this time a demon. I fear the situation will only get worse in the future."

Having been reincarnated for over twenty years, he only recently learned that this world was not as simple as it seemed, as extraordinary events had begun to surface across various regions over the past few years.

The memories of his past life had grown blurry; he only remembered finishing a night shift, seeing someone fall into the water, and jumping in on a hot-headed impulse.

He had forgotten that he couldn't swim, and when he woke up, he was an infant.

Relying on the memories of an extra lifetime and a decent family background, he had assumed he would sail through this world, which was similar to his previous one.

Perhaps he had been a bit too precocious; he didn't even wait until high school to "fade into mediocrity," as his two convenient parents had conveniently gone missing right after he started elementary school.

With no other relatives, he had no choice but to move into an orphanage.

With the help of the government and his good big brother, he successfully completed his studies and entered the workforce, living the 996 life.

That was how it was supposed to be.

That was until last week, on his way back from a job interview, when Shen Qing encountered a ghost.

Literally, a real ghost.

However, as the saying goes, people fear ghosts three parts, but ghosts fear people seven parts, especially those with vigorous blood and qi—and he was in the prime of his youth.

Under the stimulation, he even awakened the innate ability [Stone Lock Strength], after which he was recruited into this official extraordinary organization called "Hummingbird Delivery."

They specialized in monitoring and tracking all kinds of extraordinary events.

With six types of insurance, two pension funds, a starting salary of fifteen thousand upon becoming a permanent employee, and commissions on missions, he would have to be a fool not to join.

Of course, the most important thing was the ability to obtain information on demons.

More and more extraordinary events proved that peaceful days might be gone forever.

If one lacked strength, the middle-aged man before him was a prime example; since he couldn't hide from it, he had no choice but to face it head-on and hunt down more demons.

Having been given a second chance and possessing a golden finger, there was no reason to remain obscure, not to mention the situation didn't allow for it.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'm heading back. Remember to wire the money."

Shen Qing shook his head and withdrew his gaze. "It was hard enough to get a day off from training, and now a mission comes in at this hour. I'm going to get nagged again when I get back."

With that, he strode out of the room and headed downstairs.

Only Xie Chong remained, looking at the chaotic room with a headache. "Damn, what a lack of loyalty. Just running off like that? Forget it, I'd better figure out how to write this report."

He took out his phone again. "Hello? Yes, the Peace District hotel. Please send someone to handle the cleanup. Also, for her boyfriend, help delete his memories. Finally, regarding the bonus for this mission, Shen Qing completed it himself..."

As Xie Chong's voice faded into the distance.

By this time, Shen Qing had already left the hotel, the night breeze blowing against his face, carrying the scent of roasted sweet potatoes from the street.

He glanced at his phone: 7:30 PM. Making it back by seven for dinner was now impossible.

"I hope this 'bribe' will save me from being nagged for a while."

Shen Qing looked up at the sweet potato stand across the street, jogged over, bought a portion, and hopped onto his electric scooter, rushing home.

The electric scooter wove through the traffic, and he soon reached his destination.

Shen Qing parked the bike and looked at the somewhat dilapidated building before him. His tightly wound emotions relaxed for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he grew tense once again.