A Job-Hunting Slacker's Special Way of Applying for Work

Qin Xiu, who was driving, said coldly, "It's still a troublesome job."

They already knew what kind of trouble the body, which had been transported separately from them, was causing.

Yan Ran rested her hand on the back of her head, humming a song randomly, and didn't respond.

Qin Xiu: "."

She was about to give a scathing critique of her unreliable colleague when her expression suddenly changed. Her gaze, peering through the car window, fixed on a nearby house, her expression tightening. Yan Ran and Pang Wen noticed as well, both looking towards the detached house. It was a villa in the city center, incredibly expensive in this city where land is so valuable. Despite this, the villa owner had luxuriously created a garden outside, although the garden was somewhat dilapidated due to neglect.

"That is..."

The three exchanged a glance.

"Stop the car," Yan Ran called out.

Qin Xiu didn't say much and pulled the car over to the side of the road.

The three of them got out of the car nimbly and arrived at the villa's front door together.

The three people standing at the villa's entrance were as tense as statues, their pupils constricted due to tension.

In the silence, Pang Wen glanced at the two women, and after receiving their nods of approval, he rang the doorbell.

Ding-dong--

No one answered.

Ding-dong. Ding-dong.

No one answered.

"..."

"What are you doing?" A question suddenly came from behind, the voice flat and slightly cold. The three of them turned around at the same time and saw a slender young woman. The woman looked at them, her face was very pale, her pupils were very dark, and there were shadows under her eyes, which gave her a strange sense of despondency.

She walked towards them, her gaze shifting to the door in front of them.

Yan Ran immediately understood, moved aside to make way for the woman, and said with a smile, "Sister, are you the owner of this villa?"

Ye Jiang wasn't like that. She had just figured out some things and followed Yan Ran and her group to discuss something with them. When she arrived, she happened to see them standing in front of this villa.

Just as she was about to answer truthfully, Yan Ran had somehow already confirmed that she was the villa owner and asked her, "Sister, did you just come back from outside? Could you open the door and invite us in for a drink of water?"

Only someone as unreliable as Yan Ran could come up with such an excuse as going inside for a drink of water. Qin Xiu, listening nearby, twitched at the corner of her mouth. Who would believe such a thing these days? Was the convenience store across the street closed?

Ye Jiang fell silent. Qin Xiu couldn't take it anymore and was about to try to salvage the situation when Ye Jiang suddenly spoke up, asking them, "Do you want to go in?"

Yan Ran nodded happily. "Yes, because I was so thirsty!"

Ye Jiang: "..."

Qin Xiu: "..."

Even Ye Jiang wouldn't be fooled by such a lame excuse.

but...

Ye Jiang looked at Yan Ran, then at her colleague. The flimsy excuse and the easy judgment of their own identities— Ye Jiang sensed it all. She sensed a sense of urgency emanating from these three people.

They were very eager to get into the villa.

Ye Jiang calmly withdrew her gaze, then gently pushed the garden gate, which opened automatically. She walked through the open gate and then opened the main house's electronic door in the same way. Behind her, Yan Ran followed with a bright smile on her face. She really was the homeowner!

The doors that had been blocking their way were opened, and Yan Ran, like a fish swimming, was the first to slip into the villa. Once inside, she reached out and pulled Qin Xiu and Pang Wen in with a swift motion. Then... with a bang, right in front of Ye Jiang, she shut the door out to Ye Jiang, the "owner," and deftly locked it from the inside.

"Little sister, why don't you go outside and admire the flowers for a while!" Yan Ran's voice came from inside.

Ye Jiang: "..."

Is this the right way to act?

The upright monster Ye Jiang believed that these three humans were government officials who had entered the villa on official business and were in a hurry, so she did them a favor by unlocking the door for them. But now, she was a little unsure whether she had done the right thing.

She stared blankly at the door.

Inside, Yan Ran's smile had vanished. She stood in the unfamiliar villa's living room, where a luxurious crystal chandelier hung high, its lights on, yet the room was empty. The chandelier rotated on its own, slowly and elegantly, its light swaying.

Yan Ran felt a chill run down her neck. She controlled her trembling body and stared intently at the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

"Really?" Qin Xiu asked Yan Ran through gritted teeth, her thin cheeks sunken from the movement.

Yan Ran nodded.

What could possibly instill such deep fear in them if not the Living Dead?

Ye Yanran, the director of the Special Affairs Office, stared at the stairs, her hands clenched into fists.

In response to the sudden appearance of the Living Dead, the state has specially set up Special Affairs Office. Currently, the office has only four staff members: Director Ye Yanran, Deputy Director Pang Wen, Secretary Qin Xiu, and Technician Jia Le. All staff members also serve as field workers.

The Special Affairs Office exists only for the Living Dead, but in the Cao An incident, the mayor contacted Ye Yanran, and Ye Yanran accepted the call because the prophecy of the Savior Master was very well studied, as if it described the Living Dead.

Ye Yanran took a step towards the stairs, her heart feeling as cold as if it had been plunged into ice. This was a characteristic of places where the Living Dead appeared, and it became more and more obvious the closer she got. Undoubtedly, there were Living Dead on the upper floor of this villa.

In the central square, the Living Dead fell from the building.

Now, Living Dead have been found in villas in the city.

Two cases in one day.

There are more Living Dead now.

Chapter 150: The Unique Job-Seeking Methods of a Job-Hungry Person

In the living room of a villa in the city, a crystal chandelier rotates gracefully and slowly, its light swaying.

It was as if something was being poured down the solid wood spiral staircase like water, dissolving into the air. It was invisible to the human eye, but the sensation was palpable. It was as cold as steel, making one's scalp tingle, one's heart palpitate, and one break out in a cold sweat. This was the unique aura of the Living Dead.

As soon as Ye Yanran stepped onto the stairs, a chilling aura enveloped her instantly, causing her to catch her breath. It took her several seconds to adjust before she slowly exhaled.

"How is it?" Qin Xiu and Pang Wen asked nervously from behind her.

Ye Yanran gave a frivolous smile and replied "So-so," only to be immediately glared at by Qin Xiu: "Be serious!"

Ye Yanran smiled and observed carefully; deep in her eyes, there was no shortage of seriousness.

The Special Affairs Office has only been established for half a month, and the unit has handled a total of 6 cases of Living Dead. 5 of them were alive, and the most unusual one was the one in the central square, where the person had already fallen to their death, and they received the corpse. Now, they are facing the 7th Living Dead case since the unit was established.

Based on the previous six cases of the Living Dead, the Special Affairs Office discovered that the concentration of the aura emitted by each Living Dead was different, some strong and some weak. As for the seventh case... Ye Yanran frowned imperceptibly. The aura of this seventh case far surpassed that of all the previous ones, which was why they sensed a difference when they passed by the villa.

Ye Yanran said casually, "It's really just average, I felt nothing at all!"

She said, "So you just wait here. I can handle this Living Dead by myself. Wait a few minutes, I'll go upstairs and be right back."

After she finished speaking, she went upstairs.

Footsteps sounded behind her. Ye Yanran stopped, turned around, and said with a helpless expression, "You guys..."

Qin Xiu and Pang Wen stood on the stairs, both shivering at the same time. It took them a while to adjust. Pang Wen chuckled, "Yan Ran's lies are still so easy to see through."

Qin Xiu lowered her eyelids and rolled up her sleeves. "What can you expect from someone who can use an excuse like 'borrowing a place to drink water'?"

Ye Yanran: "..."

"What should I say to you guys..." Her companions had already seen through her and were catching up. Seeing this, Ye Yanran didn't mince words and laughed, "Alright then, let's go upstairs together!"

Dealing with the Living Dead is risky; the term "Living Dead" is exactly what it sounds like—alive or dead, it's hard to tell.

The Living Dead are humans who have become ill due to an unknown infection. After becoming ill, they lose their senses, become cruel and irritable, and have a very strong tendency to attack.

Ye Yanran originally planned to go up alone, so that the risk would fall solely on her, but her comrades' good intentions and the importance of team unity made her decide to go together. By Special Affairs Office, they were destined to advance and retreat together.

Just as Ye Yanran was about to take the opportunity to express her fondness for her companions, Qin Xiu didn't give her the chance at all, passing her and walking ahead. Pang Wen followed closely behind with a smile. Ye Yanran touched her nose and caught up with the two of them.

The three of them climbed the spiral staircase, their steps and breathing light, their hearts pounding. Suddenly, the living room light flickered, and they all stopped simultaneously, turning to look at the opulent crystal chandelier.

They hung there quietly, returned to normal, and began to rotate gracefully. They waited a while, but there was no second flash.

Ye Yanran touched her arm, wiping away the goosebumps that had appeared on her skin from fright.

"... Do electrical circuits in wealthy people's homes also have problems?"

Muttering something to himself, the three continued upstairs.

Thump!

At the entrance to the second-floor staircase, a potted plant was somehow misplaced. The bottom of the pot tilted, and the plant rolled down the stairs, landing dead.

The three people. "..."

Qin Xiu said expressionlessly, "Rich people's homes should have security cameras, right? They won't try to blackmail us later, saying we broke the flowerpot, will they?"

Pang Wen stroked his chin. "I've heard that wealthy people often keep potted plants in their homes that look ordinary at first glance, but are actually worth five or even six figures."

After he finished speaking, all three of them fell silent.

Danger!

Their wallets are in danger!

Suddenly feeling the threat of poverty, the three abandoned their previous caution and timidity, and strode upstairs. They needed to finish this task quickly, then find the security footage to preserve evidence; poverty was more terrifying than the Living Dead.

The three of them rushed up to the second floor in one breath, where the unseen chilling aura grew even stronger, and the source...

The source was a bedroom.

The three exchanged a glance, walked towards the bedroom, and each drew a sharp dagger from their person.