One person, one table, one chair, one computer...
The head of the Soul Collection Department is a squinting old man with a white beard who is playing "Sword X".
"Minister, I brought it." Bai Wuchang said.
"Oh," the minister's grandpa reluctantly saved the file, left the game, opened the Soul Collection Department's soul file database, and raised his head to glance at Liu Zeyi, "Liu Zeyi, male, 14 years old..."
What? What? ! ! !
14 Years old——
"Wait a minute," Student Liu couldn't help but ask, "Old man, are you talking about me?"
"Nonsense!" Hei Wuchang shouted sharply: "Aren't you the only new ghost here?"
"But I'm already 19 years old!" Does he look so young?
"Ah?" The white-faced and black-faced man looked at each other in confusion.
"Boy, how do you write your name?" Grandpa Minister asked.
"Liu Bang's 'Liu', Ze Bei Cang Sheng's 'Ze', and the same 'yi'. Huh, how about it? The name is very impressive!"
Boom!
Liang Wu Chang fell on the ground.
At this time, Liu Zeyi realized how unjust his death was.