Rules-Based Horror? Even Chinese Immortals Make It Kneel

The eerie returned, and ghost stories came to life.

Jiang Ran transmigrated here and became the lowest-ranking artifact cleaner in the Crisis Containment Bureau, assigned to a cannon-fodder mission in an A-rank death zone.

His teammates used every trump card they had. The captain was blinded and lost an arm, and everyone fell into despair, ready to die for their country.

The captain shoved the last stick of beast-attracting incense into Jiang Ran's hands. “Light it to lure the eerie away, then run!”

Jiang Ran's hand slipped, and he lit the [Untitled Black Incense] in his own pocket.

“Jiang Ran, temp worker in the logistics department, respectfully summons the underworld's servants. Black and White Impermanence, appear!”

The next second, a chilling wind swept backward, and chains stretched across the sky.

Two hundred-foot-tall black-and-white divine figures tore through the firmament. The terrifying ghost story, which had possessed an “immortality rule” just moments before, had its soul shattered by a funeral staff on the spot, then fell to its knees and kowtowed.

The badly injured captain stared with his one good eye. “??? Are the signal flares HQ issues really this powerful now?”

Later, when water ghosts rioted, Jiang Ran summoned the Third Prince Nezha.

When an evil Western god descended, Jiang Ran summoned the Great Sage Equal to Heaven in front of the entire world.

The whole world was stunned. “You call that a temp worker in the logistics department?!”