What about the awakened scholar?Transfer directly to Confucianism and Sword Immortal

Chu Bei sighed, just talking.

"It's a long story..."

"Then make a long story short."

Fang Mu pursed his lips and complained.

Chu Bei's eyes were full of sadness, and he raised his head 45 degrees to look at the sky.

"That was the first snow last year, and it came later than usual..."

Chu Bei was originally just an ordinary little chef, but one day he was caught by a mysterious man to do an evil experiment.

They use special means to turn ghosts into seeds and bury them in the souls of these people. Like parasites, ghosts will perfectly devour their souls and then occupy their bodies.

Those who have been re-occupied have become half-human, half-ghost, let them drive, and no matter what occupation these people are, because of the existence of ghost power, they have mutated into occupations with great lethality.

For example, Chu Bei is just an ordinary chef, but his current occupation is—ghost chef!
When fighting, let's first look back and draw, yo, when the ghost knife is opened, you can't see it, move, move...

The power is so terrifying!
Of course, Chu Bei is not used to it now, so even if he is over level 40, he can't beat monsters over level 30.

Hearing Chu Bei's statement, both Fang Mu and Hong Qianqian fell into deep thought.

Of course they knew who these mysterious people Chu Bei was talking about.

These people call themselves [jieshi], which means messengers who walk between the earth and other worlds. They don't care about the survival of human beings, but only care about their own interests.

Every human base city has these rubbish. In the process of human beings fighting against demons and goblins, they have secretly communicated with other races and caused unknown amount of harm to the human race.

Therefore, many people will not call them messengers, but are more used to calling them - rape!
"I heard that those guys transplanted the torso of demons into human bodies before. I didn't expect them to have involved the soul level now?"

Hong Qianqian frowned.

If what Chu Bei said is true, it means that the current Jieshi organization is a bit scary.

After all, the soul level is far more complicated than the physical body, so transplanting the torso of a demon into a human body can be done with the level of human medicine in the old days.

But once the soul is involved, everything will become very complicated, and the difficulty is as different as cloud and mud.

"Whether this matter is true or not, it must be reported to the organization..."

Hong Qianqian thought to herself.

"Sister Qianqian, what about this guy?"

Fang Mu pointed to Chu Bei, and the latter shivered with fright.

"Take it away."

Hong Qianqian took out the communicator and started to operate.

Hearing the answer, Chu Bei showed a reluctant expression.

The reason why he didn't contact Huaxia officials after escaping from the control of the World Envoy Organization was because he was afraid of being treated as a sample for research.

After all, he was one of the few people who lost his sanity without being implanted into his soul by ghosts. He even controlled the evil ghost that possessed him and turned it into his appendage.

It was also for this purpose that the World Envoy organization arrested him, once the specific reason was figured out.

They can produce a large number of members with combat effectiveness!

Instead of just making a bunch of zombie-like things.

That kind doesn't have much use value, at most it can only be used as a human bomb.

And once they master this method of transforming a life profession into a combat profession, they will be fatally attractive to the rest of the human race, who account for 90.00%.

No one would refuse to become stronger, especially in this crisis-ridden era, only one's own strength is truly powerful!

Chu Bei didn't quite believe that the officials didn't know the stakes, and he didn't believe that the other party would let him do whatever he wanted.

But now he can't help it. After all, his identity has been exposed. He is not a member of the Envoy Organization, and he doesn't have many means of disguise, so he can't escape at all.

I can only accept my fate.

Fang Mu also saw Chu Bei's concerns, so he came to Hong Qianqian and asked quietly.

"Sister Qianqian, what will happen to this Chu Bei after he is brought back to the organization, won't he be sliced ​​and studied?"

"It shouldn't happen, but he will definitely not let him go easily. This is also for his sake. If he is left alone, he will be caught by the envoy organization sooner or later."

Hong Qianqian replied, while looking at the distance, there was already a garbage truck approaching at high speed.

If there is no blocked signal, the support speed of the scavengers is still acceptable, and it only takes a few minutes to come quickly.

Several big men in cleaning clothes got out of the car and gave a military salute to Hong Qianqian.

Hong Qianqian communicated with them, and then those big men began to use their skills to clean up the battlefield.

Their cleaning efficiency was very high, and it didn't take long for the scene to return to its original state, with no signs of fighting at all.

Speaking of which, the sound of their fighting before was not too low, but it did not disturb the surrounding residents.

That's because ghosts have a special magnetic field, which will interfere with the perception of residents, and basically non-combatants will not notice any abnormalities.

Fang Mu watched those people's every move, and couldn't help but praise them sincerely.

"As expected of a professional, the cleaning is amazing!"

According to Hong Qianqian, many members of the Scavengers are "cleaners" occupations, and they are responsible for cleaning up and restoring the environment after the war, so that ordinary people will not find out what is wrong.

Even if ordinary people saw it, some professionals would go up and block their memories.

When Chu Bei was about to be taken away by the scavengers, he reluctantly waved at Fang Mu, as if to give his last words.

"Brother Mu, if I have been sliced ​​and studied, remember to burn paper for me every Chinese New Year..."

Fang Mu pouted.

"I'll burn you a doll to accompany you for the rest of your life...uh, the rest of your life."

"I want the same style as Da Mi Mi..."

……

After Chu Bei left, Fang Mu turned his head, but Hong Qianqian was staring at him with a strange look.

"What's wrong, sister Qianqian."

The latter gave him a blank look.

Then let Fang Mu take out his communicator and click on it a few times.

A few rows of data were immediately displayed above.

"Name: Fang Mu."

"Permission: One star."

"Battle report: kill 102 second-order ghosts... 1 third-order monster (elite level)..."

"The battle report has been uploaded, the points have been converted, and the result is: 3046."

"The authority has been upgraded to two stars."

……

"Is this thing so high-tech? Can it detect the number of monsters I kill?"

Fang Mu was a little shocked.

"Are you all vegetarians in your life profession? Professions such as [scientists] [researchers] follow the changes of the times to produce suitable technological products, and their contributions to mankind are no less than those of fighters."

Hong Qianqian talked eloquently, he knew far more information about this than Fang Mu, who also listened quietly.

"Do you know, at the beginning of the Awakening Age, countless monsters from other worlds polluted our water sources and food crops. Humans did not die first under the hands of monsters, but almost starved to death first!"

"Everyone at the beginning only worshiped the combat profession, but in this respect, they couldn't help at all."

"Especially in China, we had a large population at that time, and the food pressure we faced was far greater than other countries."

Hong Qianqian seemed to remember something and sighed.

"At that time, many countries that had developed high-yield and non-polluting crops even used this as a bargaining chip to threaten us in China in exchange for more cultivation resources and even our territory!"

Fang Mu's heart tightened when he heard this.

"And do you know who, by studying hard day and night, finally fed the whole of China?"

Fang Mu shook his head, Hong Qianqian smiled.

"That's an old man with a [farmer] profession. This profession doesn't have much sense of existence even in life professions, but he forcibly poured out the food we eat now with his life!"