Actually, Wen Xishu really wanted to go back.
But when Wen Tingyun also started to cry bitterly, he saw words that deeply moved him.
[I don't even know... what all this is for! I only know that Chaohua needs to get something very important.]
This was the Spiritual Bullet Screen, Wen Xishu didn't click into it.
Because it was already clear, Wen Tingyun didn't even know the reason, or maybe only a few in the Wen Family knew.
Yet the more it was like this, the more astonished and admiring Wen Xishu felt.
They all knew what they were going to sacrifice, and didn't fully know what they would get in return...
It was all for those who came after. They were asked to sacrifice, to die, and so they went.
Even the "antagonists" in a fool's childhood also had the same character and courage.
The shadows of childhood naturally reconciled in the face of such life-and-death righteousness.
The immense sorrow inside slowly soothed, and the fool's emotions gradually suppressed.
Wen Xishu wiped away the tears and smiled:
"Yes, we are heroes."
The emotional storm from the brief contact with Wen Tingyun finally subsided, and Wen Xishu should now start on his real task.
This was rather troublesome.
Because Wen Xishu didn't know how to find that "Jin Zhenyuan" in this vast sea of people.
The timely appearance of text prompts did not bring any useful information this time either.
[Though, many people are waiting for their enemies to die, thinking that even though they've died first, it would be worth it if they can see their enemy die. The great Brother Crow has suggested more than once to add a revenge service in the Underworld...]
[But those above do not allow it. They said there is no enmity in the Upper Spirit District. After death, everything starts anew.]
[But perhaps, you already know how to combine some processes.]
Wen Xishu stood still, thinking over these words.
"First, my goal this time is to save someone, to rescue a person... that person can be Mr. Jin."
"Of course, I might not be able to rescue them. In any case, I have to find him."
"Secondly, I can use the Mad Dice effect to break the Netherworld rules... to cause harm to people, to steal someone else's Merit."
"And I already know many of the Underworld's businesses."
Wen Xishu now understood why spiritual bodies in the Upper Spirit District could not cause harm to each other.
Because it's easy to exploit a bug.
He quickly conceived a cunning plan in his mind.
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...
Currently, Wen Xishu's Merit value was only two digits, and there weren't many services he could handle.
Wen Xishu quickly inquired about who was the richest in this area, and the result was a low-level warrior of the Slaughter Tower.
He had climbed the tower multiple times, reaching over the seventy-something place on the Celestial Ladder List, but every gain he made was shared with the common people at the bottom.
A person like this is naturally a Great Kind Man.
Wen Xishu didn't want to act against such a person. Fortunately, he had a way to make amends.
This kind person, the warrior of the Slaughter Tower, was named Liang Qin.
Wen Xishu went around inquiring and claimed to be a student whom Liang Qin had sponsored not long before dying, thus it was easy to find Liang Qin's residence.
In the Upper Spirit District, spiritual bodies cannot launch attacks; hence there's no concept of malice. Spiritual bodies cannot be infuriated to death by spiritual language.
So no one doubted Wen Xishu.
Wen Xishu entered Liang Mansion, meaning—a person who can buy a house in the world of the deceased indeed did many good deeds when alive.
Wen Xishu gave a thorough beating, looting all the 3,550 points of Merit that descended.
He also heavily injured Liang Qin's spiritual body, making self-care difficult for a short time.
This was excessive, but Wen Xishu said:
"The situation is urgent, I need money now. Rest assured, when I return to the living world, I will arrange for all the Xishu Divine Teaching to hold a memorial service for you. I guarantee your returns will be more than your losses."
Of course, by the time he said this, Liang Qin's spiritual body was already in an unconscious state.
Merit values cannot be stolen as they are stored within the spiritual body, but if the spiritual body is severely injured, Merit values leak out.
Wen Xishu didn't dwell on it. He genuinely planned to make amends. After seriously injuring Liang Qin, he locked him in a secret chamber in the Liang mansion. Liang Qin couldn't leave until he fully recovered.
And with a five-digit Merit, Wen Xishu only felt refreshed. So he returned to the skyscraper in the city center.
He headed to the twelfth floor of the building, the place where he recently met Wen Tingyun.
Wen Xishu walked straight to the counter at the Office of Affairs in the mortal realm.
"I need to handle a dream transmission service," said Wen Xishu.
This time, the one in charge of handling the service for Wen Xishu wasn't a Minotaur, but a Horse-headed Man.
Wearing glasses, donning a white shirt and a badge on the chest that bulged slightly due to her impressive bustline.
This was a horse-headed lady.
"What kind of dream transmission service do you need? Since communications between the two worlds will be encrypted, we will review some information that may significantly impact the human world."
"For example, if before I died, I was an undercover agent, and I needed to convey certain information to my organization that I failed to do before I died."
"Then you cannot use dream transmission... to convey the information."
"To ensure your dream speech isn't distorted by the divide between the worlds, we suggest you only express longing."
Actually, not many people use dream transmission.
Many spirits choose dream transmission out of loneliness, out of longing for their living relatives... from the desire not to be forgotten.
Occasionally, seeking a little presence in a dream is their utmost afterlife capability.
Wen Xishu also understood that the dream speech for dream transmission should preferably not alter the course of certain events in the real world.