The Beginning

Heming had left Pitch Black headquarters four hours earlier. Rubbing the Purple Mirror in his hand, he thought back to what had just happened...

His strength had now been restored by Pitch Black.

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That meant he had spent every day of the six months he was "dead" practicing the Heart Method for the usual amount of time. Ming Jian had gone to Sichuan to prepare for Lu Bu's resurrection, while Heming had to return to Japan...

There was no clear plan. Ming Jian had only told him to go to Japan first and report to his assigned team...

The Purple Mirror reduced the stamina he used each day by thirty percent. Combined with his Physical Power, Heming now only needed four hours of rest a day to stay fully energized.

He had deleted Appraisal Power, and the power inside the demon's corpse clearly wasn't suitable for him. According to Ming Jian, what Heming had obtained was a Necromancy Grimoire. The Pitch Black Heart Method could naturally increase a person's magical power, but Heming knew nothing about magic or mental energy, so there was no way he could cast death magic...

Laughter. Ming Jian had undoubtedly been the one laughing hardest at the time. Heming still hadn't caught on: most necromancy required a corpse or some strange object as a medium. Yet he had cast necromancy without one, then inexplicably asked why the others hadn't used it.

Heming shook his head. Before setting out, he had spent several days studying with a necromancer from Pitch Black headquarters' special operations team.

According to the necromancer, the Pitch Black Heart Method could naturally increase his magical power each day. The restrictions on necromancy had also changed. Things weren't like they used to be. Necromancy no longer harmed its caster; as long as he had a medium, he could use it anywhere. It was the only magic in the world without restrictions...

Before Heming left, he had asked Ming Jian about the medium. Ming Jian had smiled and told him that someone would give him a container for it once he reached the Japan branch.

It would still take some time to arrive. Heming shook his head and dozed off.

A sweet voice brought Heming back to himself.

Heming realized he had arrived at the airport in Okinawa.

After clearing his head, Heming got off the plane. A company car was waiting for him at the exit.

Once he got in, Heming saw Qiming grinning at him.

"Hey, you should consider yourself lucky. Not only did you claw your way back from the dead, you even got a significant boost in strength. And, luckiest of all, you got to spend time up close with the lovely Miss Yaming." Qiming went straight for the highlights, listing all of Heming's good fortune. He clearly hadn't noticed what was on Heming's hand.

"Team leader, see what I'm wearing? This fell off a demon. It's a god-tier item." Heming rubbed the Purple Mirror as he spoke.

When Qiming heard that, he jumped up in a fit of excitement, apparently forgetting he was inside a car.

He slammed into the roof, leaving a deep dent in it.

Back at the company, Qiming sat in his office chair and said to Heming, "We've received a letter from headquarters. You're now a necromancer. Heh, times have changed. Necromancers used to carry corpse bags around everywhere, but you won't need one. Go to the equipment storage room in a bit and pick up a Necromancy Media Ring. It contains five corpses and some other disgusting things, like blood. You can use them directly when casting spells, and the medium will be deducted from the ring automatically. When you run out or need a refill, just go to the equipment storage room and exchange it for another one."

So that was what Ming Jian had been talking about. Heming finally understood.

Qiming took a document from his desk and said, "This is your latest mission. The target might be an unruly ghost, or it might be a monster. Either way, you're strong enough to deal with them now. Take this report and read it carefully. Afterward, go to the equipment storage room and pick up a Paranormal Tracking Necklace. Remember, capture it if you can. If you can't, kill it. Don't let it go; things like that hold grudges."

Heming nodded, took the report, and left.

The equipment storage room was on the fourth floor. On the way, Heming ran into Amei, whom he had met a few times several months ago. They'd only chatted briefly, but Amei had always had a good impression of him.

This mission is rated two stars. Please exercise caution while carrying it out.

A place called Qingshui Town, not far north of Okinawa, had recently suffered repeated attacks by ghosts and monsters. Three people had already been killed.

The victims were all young. One of the men had died from severe blood loss, but no wounds could be found on his body.

The above is the available information. (Note: Go to the equipment storage room and pick up a Paranormal Tracking Necklace.)

Heming was speechless. The reports were always like this...

After collecting the items, Heming set out.

Company rules prohibited employees from using company cars for solo missions. With no other option, Heming called a taxi. The incident had apparently reached Okinawa, because the driver was very reluctant to head to Qingshui Town.

Eight hours later, Heming arrived in Qingshui Town. Though it was daytime, he couldn't sense any life in the place. With his head full of questions, he went to the town chief's office.

When he entered, several people were already in the office. Heming introduced himself, and the town chief welcomed him warmly.

The others there were the victims' family members.

Heming asked for details about the victims, then, at the town chief's suggestion, stayed at the home of one of them.

The three victims were two men and one woman. The woman had been killed during the day in the garden behind her house. She had died of suffocation, and it had happened three days earlier. Her body had already been cremated.

The two men had been killed at the same time during the night. One had been killed in a warehouse, the other beside a well. The one at the warehouse had died from blood loss; the other had also been suffocated. They had died three days earlier, and their bodies had already been cremated.

No one knew what had done it, and no one had seen anything strange.

That left Heming to rely on himself. He used necromancy, and the contents of the ring summoned five Scout Bats that could switch eyes with one another. They would last for three days. As long as Heming supplied them with magical power during that time, they could keep watch over the whole town.

Before setting out, Heming had already learned how strong he was. The five Scout Bats used less than half of his magical power, and he still had another method he could use if necessary.

All Heming had to do now was practice the Pitch Black Heart Method. If the bats found anything, they would tell him.

After some time, Heming noticed that one of the bats had reacted to something. He quickly switched eyes with it.

The bat was in the town warehouse. A strange man stood by the entrance. What made him strange? He was dressed in the clothes worn by ancient Japanese Shinto priests.

The ancient priest was making strange gestures toward the house to the right of the warehouse. A cloud of black mist poured from his palm and enveloped the house. At that moment, Heming switched back to his own eyes, activated the Pitch Black Heart Method, and ran toward the warehouse...

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