I’m Actually a Bigshot

"Anyway, old man, you should meet friends there." Looking at the old man in front of him, Su Qingxing bent down slightly, "After meeting, give me a message... It's hard work."

Su Qingxing has never been to the human world, but he has read many books on human history.

In the process of human history, Mr. Chen is only a small part, but it is precisely because there are too many people like this who would rather be contaminated with sin and protect the country and the people around them, so history can go forward so smoothly. Row……

Even the guides from the underworld never call this history "sinful karma".

"Will we meet?" Mr. Chen didn't know what to think, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Okay, okay, this is good, it's not in vain for me to stay on this bus for so long!"

"Let's go, let's go now, go meet the old guys! I've been waiting for this moment, I've waited...for too long."

"Please."

Surrounded by blue light spots, the figures of Su Qingxing and Old Man Chen gradually disappeared.

A story about the bus, the curtain call.

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After Mr. Chen was well settled, Su Qingxing, who had finished his work, reappeared in the streets of the ghost town.

There are schools, hospitals, communities, shopping malls, parks and even a spiritual hospital in this ghost town... Except for the hazy sky and lifeless streets, it is not much different from many cities.

Perhaps the biggest difference here is that the inhabitants of ghost towns are all dead souls!

The former Zhang Biao and many ghosts brought back by Su Qingxing are all arranged to live in ghost towns, and will arrange some work regularly, such as guest appearances in various horror worlds...

When the working period reaches a certain length, they can go to reincarnation and reincarnate as a new person.

This is also why many of the ghosts Su Qingxing encountered during the trial were familiar with him and could show the highest respect.

Going all the way along the straight ghost town street, even in Su Qingxing's eyes, the street seems to be as long as it will never see the point.

However, Su Qingxing had no interest in the scenery at the end of the street. After walking forward for ten minutes, he stopped in front of a shop that looked like a bar.

At the entrance of the bar hangs a neon sign with the words "Ghost Town Management Office" written on it.

It's just that the lamps with the words "Ghost" and "Handle" seem to have been damaged, and only the word "City Management" is still flashing with colorful neon lights.

Apart from the street lights on both sides of the street, this is the first time other lights have appeared in the ghost town.

Su Qingxing didn't knock on the door, but just reached out and pushed the door away.

Although it looks like a bar, the interior of the "Ghost Town Management Office" looks more like an ordinary three-bedroom and one-bedroom. As soon as you enter the door, there is a living room with sofas and a large dining table, and there are several doors around, leading to various different places.

After walking straight to a door on the left, Su Qingxing knocked on the door a few times. Since there was no response from the other side, he turned the doorknob, opened the door and walked in.

"Zhu Sha, how long has it been since you cleaned the room?!" As soon as he entered the door, Su Qingxing was shocked by the appearance of the whole room.

There is a book in the corner of the room, but there are nearly a hundred books stacked on the book, and it looks more like a bookshelf that looks like a book.

There are also books, architectural drawings, and many hand-painted landscape paintings all over the floor.

On the other side of the room was a super-large desk. All three large-screen computers were turned on, running some programs that Su Qingxing could not understand at all.

The three walls around the desk are also lined with bookshelves, which are full of books of various types and fields, making people feel that the people living in this room can survive only by reading books.

"Cinnabar?"

The owner of this room was lying on the desk and taking a nap. He was wearing a random plaid shirt and jeans. His long red hair was slightly curled, which was casually coiled on top of his head and fixed casually with a pencil.

"Cinnabar?" Su Qingxing sighed, walked over and pushed his colleague and friend's shoulder, "I remember the last time we met, you promised me that chuáng would play its due role."

"Qingxing?" The young man known as "Cinnabar" finally woke up, and when he raised his head in a daze, the lines of his clothes were still printed on his cheeks.

He fumbled around on the desk for a while, then found a pair of large red-rimmed glasses and put them on. After yawning comfortably, he said lazily to Su Qingxing, "Our big model worker is finally back!"

Cinnabar looks very thin, and looks a little bigger than Su Qingxing.

"Sorry." Su Qingxing also smiled embarrassedly, "I'm so sorry to let you go to greet that big man in the underworld alone."

"It's okay!" Zhu Sha waved his hand with great loyalty, "We are brothers, who is with whom!"

"Besides, the underworld boss is still here!" Zhu Sha sat cross-legged in his chair very comfortably, "I heard that the boss also named his name and wanted to supervise the work of the guide, so you'll be back just in time. , this arduous task is given to you!"

Su Qingxing: "..."

"By the way, I heard that the underworld boss is none other than the Death God!" Zhu Sha's expression was a little excited, "It's the first time I've seen such a big man!"

Su Qingxing: "..."

Chapter 11 Death is coming

The "Ghost Town Management Office" has only two incumbents for the time being.

The guide Su Qingxing, whose race is unknown, is responsible for going to the underworld for trials, reviewing the dead souls that have just died, bringing some back to the ghost town and sending some to hell.

The builder, Zhu Sha, whose race is unknown, is responsible for creating maps and scripts for the trials of the underworld. Because his hobbies are watching horror movies and horror novels, the trial world he built is also known as the "Endless Horror World".

Except for the two incumbents whose races are unknown, other affairs of the ghost town are basically handled by the dead souls who are residents.

However, since it is the "Ghost Town Management Office", it is naturally a registered and serious department, and it is normal to encounter some surprise inspections or material audits on weekdays.

What's abnormal may be...

How could the legendary Death God come to the little ghost town to inspect in person?

You must know that the ghost town where Su Qingxing and Zhu Sha are located is only one of the many ghost towns at the entrance to the underworld.

All ghost towns have their own numbers, and the number of the ghost town where Su Qingxing is located is 666. From this number, we can also estimate how many ghost towns exist at the entrance to the underworld...

"I didn't tell you, from the beginning I thought Qingxing you were stupid." Zhu Sha sat cross-legged on the chair, and took out a chocolate bar from the snack tray with his right hand and put it in his mouth. , "No one wants to come to a barren place like the entrance to the underworld. As far as I know, among the remaining guides, there is no one who works as hard as you. Self-inflicted in trials."

"Maybe it's because they know that no matter how hard the guides work, there will always be dead souls and ghosts that can't be crossed." Su Qingxing also took a candy from Zhu Sha's precious snack tray, "But even if there are No matter how many guides there are, there is only one Su Qingxing."

"The guide and the guide are also different." Su Qingxing's mouth curled into a smile, "Maybe this is what humans say...the levels are different."

"Speaking of which, I really don't know the origin of you, Qingxing." Zhu Sha snapped his fingers in front of Su Qingxing, "I remember that the conditions for becoming a guide are very harsh. The ones who are welcome should be Niu Tau Ma Mian and Black and White Impermanence? Which one are you, Qingxing?"

"..." Su Qingxing glanced at Zhu Sha, "Either each other, I don't know your origin either."

"I'm just a little guy." Zhu Sha laughed.

"Aren't you cinnabar different from most builders?" Su Qingxing glanced at the computer on cinnabar's desk, the program running on it was automatically building a new world, "I remember that most builders only design some deserts. , battlefield, jungle and other trial worlds, you will be the only one who will painstakingly build a world of terror."

"That kind of world is so boring!" Zhu Sha looked at Su Qingxing with wide eyes, "Even Qingxing would be bored, right?"

"So the two of us, including this ghost town... are all unique." Su Qingxing said, he directly reached out and turned the cinnabar chair, letting him look at the chuáng shop and floor covered with books and drawing papers, "Just Even the level of clutter in this room is estimated to be unique."