Chapter 18

 The person in charge, Lin Dingqi, felt like he was being played with. He said seriously, “Mr. Su, we are being serious here, not joking.”

Su Wen replied, “We’re not joking either.”

Little Qi Wu, standing to the side, looked back and forth between them. Although she didn’t understand what they were talking about, as the King of Hell—oh no, no, as the Hell King Kid herself—she knew this matter well. She said, “Dad is just helping the King of Hell with his work.”

Lin Dingqi found it a bit absurd. If he couldn’t get through to the adults, why was this little kid chiming in?

“Mr. Su, we are a legitimate government-affiliated organization, different from your Temple of the King of Hell,” Lin Dingqi said. “Nowadays, the incense offerings at various temples are already dwindling. If you cooperate with us, we can work together more effectively.”

At this moment, Su Wen was examining the official documents the man had presented. They were indeed genuine, but why was there such an office in the Human Realm that the Underworld knew nothing about?

Moreover, this office had existed for several hundred years.

His eyes scanned the documents on the table, and he asked, “Why do you call yourselves the Underworld Office?”

Lin Dingqi didn’t quite agree with this phrasing. How could dealing with ghosts be called “self-proclaimed”?

It seemed this man still had reservations about their organization, so he explained its origins in detail: “It’s like this. Before the founding of the nation, our organization was just a grassroots group formed by some talented individuals. But the Human Realm was overrun with wandering souls and wild ghosts, and many evil spirits took advantage of the chaos to cause harm. As a result, the organization grew significantly. However, with its growth came those who tried to exploit ghosts for their own gain, making it difficult to manage.”

“After the nation was founded, because these special incidents still persisted and couldn’t be resolved by ordinary means, the government stepped in to establish our Special Incident Handling Department. This was to systematize and standardize the organization. Everyone within the system must have the proper credentials to work and receive their salaries,” Lin Dingqi said with pride. “We’ve worked with the government to solve many difficult problems.”

Su Wen listened for a long time but still didn’t hear the key point: “So what does this have to do with the Underworld?”

Why was this man so fixated on the Underworld? Was it really that important?

But Lin Dingqi continued, “Actually, it’s like this. In theory, some of our ancestors were powerful individuals who had connections with the Underworld. For a long time, we relied on the power of ghosts and gods to make a living. The Underworld has always been the foundation for Mystic Sect Disciples. But now things are different. After capturing many ghosts, we discovered during interrogations that the Underworld never sent Ghost Messengers to take them away, or they managed to evade the Black and White Impermanence Envoys, which is why they lingered in the Human Realm to cause harm. Moreover, according to the information passed down through generations, long before our organization was established, many talented individuals suddenly lost their ability to establish any form of communication with the Underworld.”

“For hundreds of years, it has been this way. Among all the staff we’ve recruited, not a single one has been able to receive any news from the Underworld since then.”

Lin Dingqi was also quite troubled: “I don’t know if it’s because we haven’t had a truly capable person in all these years or for some other reason, but because of this, we’ve detained many ghostly souls lingering in the human world. So, everyone has gotten used to calling our unit the Underworld’s office in the human realm.”

After all, they were doing the work of the Underworld, so there wasn’t much difference.

He was somewhat worried: “Actually, what’s more important is that if we truly lose the support of the Underworld, our Mystic Sect Path might decline.”

Without the Ten Kings of Hell, there would naturally be no medium. Su Wen knew that in the past, Taoist priests with cultivation could borrow the power of Ghosts and Gods, and some could even establish brief connections with the Underworld’s Ghosts and Gods through certain methods. Now, it was normal that such connections were absent.

So that was the case.

Su Wen: “So, you haven’t received any recognition from the Underworld.”

He thought to himself, he hadn’t received any news at all.

The Judge’s Office was the head of the Three Bureaus. Suddenly, a Secretary Office had emerged. How could his Judge’s Office maintain its position?

Lin Dingqi sighed: “We would like that too. Our unit has detained so many ghosts, and we’ve built quite a few new cells. If we had connections with the Underworld, it wouldn’t have come to this. It’s just that there’s no one capable, and no channels either.”

Su Wen nodded: “Indeed.”

Seeing that the man finally believed him, Lin Dingqi eagerly asked: “Mr. Su, could you now reveal what you specialize in?”

“Me?” Su Wen slightly raised his eyes, “I specialize in communicating with the Underworld.”

Lin Dingqi: “?!!”

He stood up excitedly: “Really?”

Su Wen: “Yes.”

Lin Dingqi thought excitedly: This is great, this is great. If it weren’t for our ancestors passing it down one by one, if it weren’t for those who evaded the Black and White Impermanence, everyone would now be doubting whether the Underworld still exists.

The other staff members in the office all showed skeptical expressions. After all, in all these years, they had never met anyone who could communicate with the other side.

One of them spoke up: “Mr. Su, this might be a bit presumptuous, but our unit always operates with strict rigor. If it’s just based on your word alone, I’m afraid…”

He didn’t finish the sentence, but the meaning was clear—it’s not just what you say that counts.

This time, Su Wen didn’t respond. He was pondering the actual level of these people in this so-called unit.

So he calmly said: “You are also just speaking from your own perspective. I want to see if you truly have special abilities as you claim.”

In the past, when the unit recruited new members, such situations would arise. Some people didn’t believe in the unit, especially since the person before them might genuinely be the only one capable of connecting with the Underworld. So Lin Dingqi readily said: “That’s simple. I’ll take you to see where we detain the ghostly souls.”

This way, they could also see if this person really had some skills.

Su Wen nodded.

Lin Dingqi looked at the child beside him: “Then I’ll find a few staff members to accompany the child?”

Su Wen: “She will come too.”

Little Qi Wu didn’t understand what these adults were talking about. She only occasionally heard about the Underworld and listened attentively whenever it was mentioned, but she still couldn’t comprehend it.

She sat on the chair, swinging her short legs, and thought with distress: Ah, being a child is so hard.

Upon hearing that they were going to see ghosts, she immediately sat up straight, placing her small hands on the table: “Qi Wu wants to go!”

Lin Dingqi was surprised: “Could it be that this child can also see them?”

For now, Su Wen didn’t want to elaborate and simply nodded, picking up the Little King of Hell.

The people around were amazed. Good heavens, a three-year-old child with special abilities—this was truly a gift from the heavens. They all looked curiously at Little Qi Wu in Su Wen’s arms but didn’t notice anything unusual. Typically, children with innate talents would show some signs of deficiency in their early years.

But this one clearly looked healthy and energetic, happily sucking on her milk bottle.

The group passed through the building and arrived at another high-rise behind it. They then entered the elevator together. It was Little Qi Wu’s first time riding an elevator, and she looked around curiously. Feeling the sensation of weightlessness, she panicked and clung to Judge Dad’s neck: “Dad, what is this? Are we flying?”

This child has never seen an elevator?

Oh right, they came from the countryside.

Lin Dingqi explained: “This building is where we specifically detain Ghostly Souls. We’re taking the elevator to the fourth underground level.”

Little Qi Wu: “You can go underground too?”

“Of course,” Lin Dingqi said. “Elevators in buildings like this can go both underground and up to many floors.”

Little Qi Wu thought for a moment: “Then why can’t you take this to The Underworld?”

“…” Lin Dingqi was now starting to suspect whether this father and daughter duo were really here to cause trouble. The Underworld wasn’t a place ordinary living people could go to!

Su Wen: “The Underworld and the Human Realm are not in the same space.”

“Alright.”

She had thought they could take this fast thing to see Grandma and the others, so she could go back every day.

When they reached the fourth underground level, the elevator doors opened, and the Ghostly aura was immediately palpable. As they walked in, they could see many small rooms, each with a door and a window, and a small incense burner in front of every door.

It was dinner time, so staff members were inserting lit incense sticks into the burners.

“Number 017, time to eat.”

“Number 018, time to eat.”

“Number 019, attempted to intimidate staff today. Only one incense stick for this meal.”

“I’m sorry, boss! I won’t do it again. I’ll starve to death with just one incense stick. I’m a starving ghost!”

“Enough talk. Go reflect and write a thousand-word self-criticism. Ring the bell when you’re done.”

…

Little Qi Wu was stunned. These bad ghosts were eating better than the ghosts in The Underworld! Sometimes even Dad and the others didn’t get to eat.

She asked: “Do the bad ghosts get incense too?”

“Of course, we’re very ghost-friendly here,” Lin Dingqi said. “Not only that, but we also have staff conduct ideological education sessions with them every day.”

Little Qi Wu was amazed: “You have so many incense sticks.”

Lin Dingqi: “Incense sticks aren’t expensive. We never run out.”

Little Qi Wu sighed: “Dad, they’re really rich.”

Su Wen: “…”

Su Wen spoke so little that Lin Dingqi found himself chatting with the child he had originally doubted: “Well, it’s all thanks to the good national policies. Our funding has always been sufficient.”

Little Qi Wu watched the lives of these ghosts and even felt a little envious.

As Lin Dingqi continued speaking, he suddenly realized that this child could truly see ghosts. He turned to Su Wen and asked, “Mr. Su, can you see them now?”

“Yes,” Su Wen replied, leading Little Qi Wu to one of the cells. Inside, they saw beds, tables, and even lights—the facilities were quite complete. “How long will these ghosts be imprisoned here?”

“According to the laws of the Human Realm, they’ll be kept here until they repent and behave as proper ghosts. Then they’ll be released.”

Su Wen raised an eyebrow. “They’ll be released?”

“Of course,” Lin Dingqi said. “Otherwise, they won’t be able to reincarnate. What if Black and White Impermanence suddenly remember them after they’re released? This is our last resort. We can’t just let them roam around causing trouble.”

Lin Dingqi then turned his hopeful gaze to Su Wen, his eyes burning with anticipation. “Mr. Su, if you truly have connections with the Underworld, then we wouldn’t have to worry about where to send these ghosts. We could just send them straight to reincarnation.”

Little Qi Wu corrected him, “Ghosts who’ve done bad things can’t be directly reincarnated.”

“Huh?”

Realizing she had let something slip, Little Qi Wu quickly covered her mouth and glanced at Judge Dad with wide, innocent eyes. She used the Mystic Seal to ask, “Judge Dad, can I talk about ghosts here?”

The Judge nodded.

Only then did Little Qi Wu explain seriously, “Ghosts who’ve done bad things will be punished by the Judge’s Office.”

“You know this too?” Lin Dingqi asked in disbelief. “Does that mean not only Mr. Su but even his daughter has this ability?”

Su Wen neither confirmed nor denied it.

Lin Dingqi felt he had encountered extraordinary people. Remembering Su Wen’s earth-shattering statement earlier, he eagerly asked, “Mr. Su, earlier you said you were the Chief Secretary of the King of Hell. What did you mean by that?”

Su Wen glanced around and then lightly raised his hand. “Exactly what it sounds like.”

In his raised hand, a jade brush suddenly materialized out of thin air. As everyone stared in shock, Su Wen blinked, and right before their eyes, he performed a stunning transformation.

The staff of the Processing Department watched in awe as the handsome man, who looked like a celebrity, suddenly transformed into someone wearing a long red robe and a brocade crown.

What on earth was this?!

Lin Dingqi, being the head of the Processing Department, managed to stay somewhat composed. “M-Mr. Su, what are you doing?”

Little Qi Wu was also surprised by the Judge’s sudden change of attire. “Wow, Judge Dad changed into his Dharma robe!”

Lin Dingqi nearly stumbled, thinking he had misheard. “What?! What Dad?!!”

Su Wen’s Dharma Body lifted his eyelids, and with the jade brush in hand, he drew a Judge’s Seal in the air within the Ghost Prison. His deep voice resonated throughout the entire fourth underground level: “I am the head of the Three Bureaus of the Netherworld, under the jurisdiction of the King of Hell. In the Human Realm, I am commonly known as—”

“The Judge.”

The final two words pierced through everyone and every ghost present, leaving them all stunned.

Online, urgent: What do you do when you’ve been showing off in front of the real deal?

What’s going on? Are you really the Chief Secretary?!

“Oh my god, oh my god, the Judge is here, the Judge is here! Quick, hide! If we’re not imprisoned enough in the Human Realm, we’ll end up in the frying pan in the Underworld!”

“I can’t get out!”

“Judge, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I really didn’t do anything wrong. I just stole some offerings from a rural funeral. I was too hungry!”

Before the staff could react, the imprisoned ghosts were the first to respond, wailing and shouting from their cells, terrified of being sent to the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Su Wen frowned, “Silence.”

At his command, all the ghosts were instantly subdued, not daring to utter a word.

Lin Dingqi swallowed hard, “Judge, Lord…”

“Is that the correct way to address you?”

Su Wen replied, “You may also call me Mr. Su.”

“I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare.”

Su Wen had revealed his Dharma Body to convince them of his identity and to facilitate future discussions. It was a necessary measure, but now that it was no longer needed, he quickly reverted to his original form.

Only then did Lin Dingqi dare to take a deep breath, “So, Lord Su, what should we do now?”

Humans always harbor an instinctive reverence for Ghosts and Gods, especially when they stand right before them.

Su Wen asked curiously, “Aren’t you the person in charge here?”

Lin Dingqi stammered, “I think… perhaps I’m not?”

In the presence of such a figure, how could he dare to speak? They were supposed to find someone who could communicate with The Underworld, but who would have thought they would find the actual deity himself? There was no middleman here, no room for negotiation!

“The rules of the Human Realm are more familiar to you,” Su Wen said. “Follow your procedures.”

Lin Dingqi nodded repeatedly, “Then let’s step outside to talk.”

On the way back to the meeting room, none of the staff dared to speak out of turn. Those around them wondered what had happened. Why were they so nervous after just stepping out for a moment?

Lin Dingqi’s thoughts were in turmoil, unsure of what to do next. Suddenly, his gaze fell on the little girl who had been carried all this time.

Wait a minute, what had the little girl called the Judge earlier? Dad???

Lin Dingqi wiped his face and mustered the courage to ask, “Lord Su, may I be so bold as to ask, who is Qi Wu…”

Su Wen noticed he was barely standing, “Let’s discuss this inside.”

Back in the meeting room, Lin Dingqi felt the matter was of great importance and suggested, “Lord Su, since you are here in person, should I gather the entire unit for a meeting?”

The Special Incident Handling Department existed precisely for matters concerning Ghosts and Gods. Its fundamental purpose was to punish evil spirits and ensure peace in the Human Realm. Especially for those in this line of work, Ghosts and Gods were like their second parents.

After all, many times, those with extraordinary abilities needed to borrow the power of Ghosts and Gods to successfully subdue evil spirits. They held long-standing reverence and worship for Ghosts and Gods.

Su Wen was concise, “No rush, just you stay.”

“Understood.”

This time, only Lin Dingqi and the two Ghosts and Gods returned to the meeting room. Naturally, Lin Dingqi let Su Wen take the seat of honor, but he didn’t expect Su Wen to place Little Qi Wu in the seat of honor as well.

Little Qi Wu noticed that this person had become uneasy ever since he found out that her dad was the Judge. She asked innocently, “Are you afraid of Judge Dad?”

“No,” Lin Dingqi shook his head, “It’s admiration.”

The Judge raised an eyebrow silently, “No need for formalities.”

Little Qi Wu also comforted him, “Don’t tremble, Judge Dad is very kind.”

“Hmm…” Hearing her voice, Lin Dingqi surprisingly calmed down a bit. He took a sip of water to steady himself and looked at Little Qi Wu, “Earlier, the Lord mentioned, who is this?”

Su Wen straightened up, his voice now carrying a tone of respect, different from when he introduced himself: “Qi Wu is the new King of the Netherworld.”

“That is, the King of Hell you mentioned.”

With a loud clatter, Lin Dingqi fell to the ground, dazedly asking, “The, the King of Hell?”

Su Wen: “Yes.”

Little Qi Wu peeked out, concerned: “Are you okay?”

I’m not okay! I’m not okay at all!

Let someone else handle this, I can’t do it! I want to go home! What did I do wrong to make me see the King of Hell now?!

Lin Dingqi: “Am… am I okay?”

Little Qi Wu tugged at her dad: “Judge Dad, he seems to have gone silly.”

“He’ll be fine in a moment.” Su Wen straightened the fallen chair and reached out to help him up, but before he could touch him, Lin Dingqi scrambled to his feet on his own.

He firmly gripped the table, feeling his worldview begin to crumble.

The Judge was one thing, but why was the so-called King of Hell a child?! If it weren’t for the Judge revealing his Dharma Body, he definitely wouldn’t have believed it, but now he had no choice but to believe.

“Your Lordships,” Lin Dingqi took several deep breaths, “what are Your Lordships planning to do now?”

Su Wen: “You were the one who called us here.”

Lin Dingqi: “…We originally intended to have you come here to work, but now how could we possibly let you work? We can’t even enshrine you fast enough.”

Su Wen said calmly, “You’re too nervous.”

“Lord, do you still have any candy from the kindergarten?”

“Huh?” Little Qi Wu immediately opened her small backpack, “Yes, I do!”

“Give one to this gentleman.”

“Okay!” Little Qi Wu handed the candy over, “Here you go.”

At this point, it wasn’t just candy; if the King of Hell handed him a saber, he would have swallowed it. Lin Dingqi quickly ate the candy, and as the sweetness spread, his emotions strangely began to calm down.

Su Wen: “Are you calm now?”

What kind of miraculous elixir was this candy? It was way too f*cking amazing! Lin Dingqi nodded dumbly.

“Then let’s get down to business.” Su Wen tilted his head slightly, “This matter involves a wide scope, I need to call the other two bureaus of the Three Bureaus over, what do you think?”

The Little King of Hell didn’t understand these things yet, so when it came to major matters, the Three Bureaus had the authority to make decisions.

“Th-the Three Bureaus?”

“The Reincarnation Department, the Netherworld Bureau, which you humans refer to as Meng Po and the City God.”

Little Qi Wu was quietly holding her milk bottle, knowing she shouldn’t interrupt her dad at this time, but when she heard about Grandma Meng Po and the City God, she couldn’t help but her eyes light up, wriggling a little.

Lin Dingqi, however, was different. He thought to himself: What virtue or ability do I possess to have almost met all the heads of the Underworld before even dying?

He had already started acting on instinct: “Alright.”

Meng Po and the City God needed to maintain order in the Underworld, so their true forms couldn’t come over. Now, if they needed to be contacted, a medium was required.

This was the necessity of the King of Hell’s existence.

Where there was a need for her, Little Qi Wu became happy. She sat up straight, put her milk bottle aside, and, mimicking what she had seen, instinctively used the King of Hell Seal: “By the decree of the King of Hell, summon Meng Po and the City God to appear.”

Lin Dingqi: “…”

Sorry, although the scene was serious, it was really, a bit cute.

Ying.

Not long after, the illusory forms of Jin Wen and Kǒng Lǐn appeared in the meeting room, both surprised and nervous: “Lord Yama, what has happened?”

Little Qi Wu tilted her head: “It’s Judge Dad who’s looking for you.”

“Judge?”

Su Wen nodded: “The Lord and I are currently at the National Special Events Handling Department in the Human Realm.”

Jin Wen: “What kind of place is that?”

Su Wen glanced at Lin Dingqi, who had started trembling again: “The Netherworld’s Human Affairs Office, the Secretary Office of Lord Yama.”

Kǒng Lǐn understood what this meant and immediately laughed: “Did you call us over just to tell a joke? What have you been up to in the Human Realm?”

Su Wen remained silent, signaling Lin Dingqi to speak. Lin Dingqi braced himself, and at that moment, a piece of candy was pushed over by a small hand.

This Little King of Hell blinked her eyes and whispered, “Don’t be scared, Grandma Meng Po and the City God are very nice.”

Lin Dingqi: “…Alright.”

He looked up at these two illusions, momentarily at a loss for words, even having the thought: Is there some kind of appearance requirement for being a Ghost or God now?

With that piece of candy, Lin Dingqi finally managed to explain the whole story, and now both Jin Wen and Kǒng Lǐn became serious.

“The Netherworld’s Human Affairs Office,” Kǒng Lǐn pondered for a moment, “Not bad.”

“The order in the Underworld is still gradually being restored. If there’s a place in the Human Realm that can ease things, it would be beneficial,” he said. “Now that the Lord and you are in the Human Realm, isn’t it just the right time to work together with this handling department to accomplish what we need to do?”

“Especially with the Lord as the medium.”

“Mm,” Su Wen nodded, he had thought the same.

“And…” Jin Wen had been observing the place and finally concluded, “It seems to be quite wealthy.”

Lin Dingqi: “?”

Why do this Little King of Hell and this Meng Po keep saying the unit is very rich?

Wait, the program team said Su Wen came from the countryside and was so poor at first that he couldn’t even afford a phone, right?

He mustered the courage to ask: “May I ask, esteemed ones, is the Underworld currently in financial difficulty?”

Jin Wen nodded reservedly.

Kǒng Lǐn admitted frankly: “Using the word ‘very’ isn’t precise. We are extremely, exceedingly difficult.”

Su Wen did not refute.

Lin Dingqi: Ok, fine.

“Don’t misunderstand,” Jin Wen said gently, “We are not asking for your money, just thinking that with your help, our work would go much smoother. We also thank you for those ghosts before.”

Lin Dingqi: “You are too kind.”

Perhaps it was because he had already endured what needed to be endured, or perhaps it was because these Ghosts and Gods were particularly easygoing and down-to-earth, but Lin Dingqi actually felt less nervous now.

He asked, “So what should we do now?”

Su Wen replied, “I will arrange for the Black and White Impermanence Envoys from various regions to coordinate with you. In the future, if you capture any ghosts or encounter situations where you don’t know how to handle ghostly souls, you’ll be able to resolve them.”

Lin Dingqi immediately agreed with this: “Yes, yes, yes! This is exactly what we need!”

Kǒng Lǐn added, “By the way, we can also register the Judge’s work in the Human Realm here, which will make things much more convenient.”

Lin Dingqi was more than willing: “Of course, that’s fine!”

“Don’t you need to report this to higher authorities?”

“Although we’re a state unit, there are very few people who can do what we do. Others don’t have the means or the understanding, so we make our own decisions,” Lin Dingqi explained. “Not to mention the Judge taking a position here—even if the Judge were to replace me in my role, it would be completely acceptable.”

“The Human Realm and the Underworld are different,” Su Wen gently shook his head. “Ghosts and Gods cannot be registered as humans. You are who you are.”

Lin Dingqi acknowledged this, but even so, he knew in his heart that if the Judge were to come, he would still defer to their authority. He would have to create a special position for the Judge when he returned.

Wait…

Lin Dingqi looked at the Little King of Hell: “Does Lord Yama need a position too?”

Su Wen: “…Can your unit employ minors?”

Lin Dingqi slapped his forehead: “I’m being foolish. I understand now.”

Kǒng Lǐn said, “Since things are settled, let’s leave it at that for now. With Lord Yama here, you can always reach out for any matters that arise later.”

At that moment, a woman’s voice interrupted from Jin Wen’s side: “What are you all doing?”

Jin Wen: “Emperor.”

The Beiyin Emperor leaned in front of her, frowning: “You’re having a little meeting without notifying me?”

Then she noticed the Little cub’s Mystic Seal and said disapprovingly, “Little cub, you’re being exclusive? You’ve got quite the nerve.”

Little Qī Wú was very innocent: “But Qī Wú’s Mystic Seal can’t summon the Emperor.”

The Emperor is much more powerful than me!

Only then did the Beiyin Emperor realize. She looked at the current situation and found it rather uninteresting, as she couldn’t understand any of it. So she said, “When is the little cub coming back? Where’s my incense?”

Little Qī Wú obediently replied, “Qī Wú can burn incense for the Emperor when I get home.”

“Hmph,” the Beiyin Emperor turned her head. “Hurry up.”

Then she scolded the Ghosts and Gods: “You’ve been chattering away. Don’t slack off, finish up and get to the real work.”

“Alright.”

After a moment of thought, the Beiyin Emperor looked at Su Wen and slightly raised her eyes: “You’re in the Human Realm, so you’re fully responsible for everything there. Weigh the priorities carefully, and follow the current development of the Human Realm where necessary.”

Su Wen nodded: “Su Wen understands.”

“Alright, carry on.”

Little Qī Wú watched the Emperor’s figure disappear and said with some concern, “The Emperor seems unhappy.”

The Beiyin Emperor, who hadn’t gone far yet, paused in her steps.

Jin Wen thought to herself that the Emperor had never been happy, but thanks to her, there were no ghosts in the Underworld who dared to cause trouble anymore. Anyone who tried would get beaten up.

This little meeting ended here, and everything still depended on Su Wen. When Jin Wen turned back, she saw the Emperor still standing in place.

“Emperor?”

The Beiyin Emperor turned her head. Compared to the day she had just emerged from the Netherworld Gate, she now appeared much more dignified, exuding an aura that made ordinary ghosts and gods tremble with fear.

Yet, at this moment, she seemed to stand there alone, untouchable, enveloped in boundless solitude.

Suddenly, the Beiyin Emperor kicked a stone at her feet, cursing as usual, but then she unexpectedly said, “I can’t understand a single word you’re saying.”

“A thousand years, how did it pass so quickly?”

Jin Wen was momentarily stunned, but in the next instant, the Emperor heard the cries of ghosts somewhere and, muttering curses, she stormed out again, as if she couldn’t stop herself.

Meanwhile, in the Human Realm, Su Wen felt that they could contact him anytime if something came up, but the Little King of Hell needed to eat now. No matter what, they couldn’t let the Little King of Hell go hungry.

So, he decided to take the Little King of Hell with him first.

However, Lin Dingqi insisted on treating them to a meal: “Lord, since you’ve just arrived in North City, there must be many things you’re not familiar with. I can slowly introduce them to you. I know some great places to eat in North City, and I’m sure the Little King of Hell will love them.”

Delicious food! Could there really be something even better than snacks?

Compared to ordinary people, Su Wen was more accepting of the offerings from the Mystic Sect Disciples, as ghosts and gods were the objects of their faith.

Moreover, the Little King of Hell seemed eager to go, so he didn’t refuse. It would be good to see more, better than being completely clueless.

Lin Dingki gathered many of his colleagues from the unit. While the identity of the Little King of Hell was kept secret, the arrival of the Judge from the Underworld didn’t need to be concealed, so this was treated as a team-building event.

At first, everyone was a bit afraid of Su Wen, as the true ancestor was sitting right there, and no one dared to act out of line.

But Little Qi Wu was very natural, hugging the ancestor and chatting away, even actively sharing candies and snacks with everyone, so the atmosphere quickly became very harmonious.

They had reserved an entire floor of a restaurant. The restaurant owner was very perceptive and immediately noticed the two exceptionally good-looking father and daughter in the crowd. So, during the meal, he very tactfully started streaming the live broadcast of “Me and My Kid” on the internet, specifically switching to Qi Wu’s live stream.

Thus, everyone watched in awe as a dog bowed to the worshippers.

Lin Dingki steadied his nerves and quietly asked, “Lord, so that dog is…”

Little Qi Wu whispered back, “It’s Di Ting.”

Lin Dingki: “…”

If the general public knew who was live-streaming and who was standing in front of the altar, wouldn’t the entire nation be burning incense and kneeling in worship overnight?

Little Qi Wu didn’t have a big appetite, and after finishing her meal, she was taken by some of the staff who had finished eating earlier to the window to watch the light show in the city center.

She leaned against the window, exclaiming in amazement, “Wow!”

She asked, “What is this made of?”

“Lights,” the staff members eagerly explained, “multicolored lights.”

Little Qi Wu asked, “Do the lights just glow when they’re placed there?”

The Judge had said that Qi Wu wasn’t his child, so the staff members treated her as just another little ghost or god who had come from the Underworld. They had also received instructions from their supervisor to take good care of her and treat her with utmost caution, so they were very patient and kind. They pointed to all the lit-up areas and said, “They need electricity. In the Human Realm, without electricity, many things wouldn’t work.”

“Electricity?”

“Right, these lights, appliances, cars, and even your live TV broadcasts all require electricity.”

That must be very important!

Little Qi Wu, holding her milk bottle, listened attentively. After some thought, she asked, “If The Underworld has electricity, can ghosts see Qi Wu on TV?”

The staff were stumped by this question. While wondering why The Underworld wasn’t yet electrified, they hesitantly replied, “They should be able to, but they would also need internet access, right?”

If there’s no electricity or internet, then all the TVs, refrigerators, and other appliances, as well as phones and tablets that people have burned for their deceased relatives, would be useless?

Wow.

Little Qi Wu asked, “Is the internet also very important?”

“Of course.”

Little Qi Wu immediately perked up, ran back to Judge Dad, and tiptoed to look over the table at him.

Su Wen then picked her up: “Hmm?”

“Judge Dad,” Little Qi Wu said, “Can The Underworld have electricity and internet?”

Su Wen hummed in acknowledgment and turned to Lin Dingqi: “The facilities you have in the Ghost Prison, they’re made using special methods that can be used by ghosts, right?”

Lin Dingqi nodded: “That’s correct.”

Su Wen slightly raised his eyes: “In that case, can the general facilities from the Human Realm, like electricity and internet, also be used in The Underworld?”

Since they were about to establish a cooperative relationship, Lin Dingqi had already gained a rough understanding of the situation in The Underworld. Hearing this, he put down his chopsticks.

He suddenly realized: “According to what you’re saying, theoretically, it should be possible.”

“Since Master Qi Wu has a special status and can act as a medium between the two realms, we could actually try to see if we can receive internet and electricity in The Underworld.”

Lin Dingqi pointed to the sky: “After all, our satellites already cover the entire globe, even remote forests and the poles have electricity. There’s no reason The Underworld can’t.”

Little Qi Wu looked at him happily: “Then ghosts can watch Qi Wu relax!”

Lin Dingqi was a bit puzzled: “But, these also require infrastructure. The equipment is manageable, but what about the personnel? People can’t go to The Underworld, so manpower is a difficult issue.”

Little Qi Wu asked curiously: “What is manpower?”

Su Wen: “It’s people who can do the related work.”

He recalled the words the Emperor had scolded before and slowly said, “This is not a concern.”

That night, the Nether Law Division under the jurisdiction of the Judge’s Office received an urgent order from their superior and quickly drafted a document.

The next day in The Underworld, Ghost Messengers roamed among the idle ghosts with recruitment notices.

“Recruitment! Recruitment! The Underworld is hiring ghosts! All talented and capable ghosts who are not in a hurry to reincarnate and haven’t yet queued for reincarnation, come and take a look! Many positions with great benefits! Let’s work together to develop re-employment in The Underworld!”