The system asked me to save people, and he agreed with his life

The mopping-up chip is different from ordinary communication and entertainment chips. Only after passing the mopping-up assessment can you submit an application to the mopping-up headquarters based on your performance. After the application is approved, the communication and entertainment chip will be upgraded autonomously.

Only the upgraded chip can be called a clearing chip.

Once you officially become a sweeper, the headquarters will issue tasks to you based on personal evaluation. As long as the sweeper is not dead, you must enter a ghost zone at least once a month.

Hong Weiyan is the captain of this team.

He, Zhang Mao, Qiu Feng and Zeng Xingjian are a fixed team of four and have entered at least ten ghost domains.

Zeng Xingjian previously said that Lin Qian was taking advantage of the situation and slacking off, referring to the fact that Lin Qian was not putting in any effort and was just trying to get by.

As rookies who have been sweepers for less than a year, Hong Weiyan and his companions were able to receive a ghost domain that was classified as Class C after evaluation, so their strength is acceptable.

In this world, weaklings who become sweepers and still muddle through life are despised and deserve to die.

In the minds of Hong Weiyan and the other three, Lin Qian and Yan Jinxi were weaklings who deserved to die.

Even if they were pushed out to ward off disaster, it would be their honor.

"Follow!"

The four of them took the lead and stepped into the ghost vortex, in case the ghost in front of them would disperse their teammates. Qiu Feng, who was walking at the end, threw out a rope, wrapped around Lin Qian and Yan Jinxi and pulled them.

The ghosts that can develop their own ghost realm have different abilities and preferences, and the ghost realm they display is also all-encompassing.

Some like to show horror and blood, some prefer a peaceful and luxurious life.

Within the six people's field of vision was a quiet little village.

The mountains are full of blooming flowers, the fields are green, and the whole place is peaceful and tranquil.

It wasn’t the first time for the six people present to enter the ghost realm. Given the strangeness of the ghost realm, the more peaceful it appears on the surface, the more difficult it is to deal with the hidden crisis.

Hong Weiyan winked at Qiu Feng, who received it and pulled the rope in his hand, throwing Yan Jinxi and Lin Qian to the front: "You go explore the way."

Lin Qian pursed her lips, took Yan Jinxi's hand, and walked along the ridge of the field towards the village without saying a word.

The village was silent, and no matter how pleasant the scenery was, it was still eerie.

As soon as I reached the village entrance, the quiet village suddenly became lively.

The crying of children pierced the eardrums, and the quarrel between couples followed.

The village was ahead, but the sounds came from all directions.

The devilish sound entered my ears and became louder and louder.

"Zhang Mao, start defense!"

Hong Weiyan gave the order immediately, and Zhang Mao immediately took out a large bowl and recited something. The shadow of the large bowl stopped above the four people's heads. Within two or three seconds, the shadow formed a barrier that enveloped them.

With this barrier, the brain that was about to explode was finally relieved.

The crisis was over, and only then did he have time to see what was happening to Yan Jinxi and Lin Qian, who were closest to the village entrance.

As a result, when I glanced around, the person was gone!

Qiu Feng held the light-striped soul-binding rope, his eyes full of disbelief: "Where are the people?"

"Who are you asking?" Zeng Xingjian said in a bad tone, "The Soul Prison Rope is in your hands, and you didn't even notice when the person disappeared. If you don't know how to use it, give it to someone who knows how to use it!"

Zhang Mao sneered disdainfully and said nothing.

Qiu Feng and Zeng Xingjian always quarreled over trivial matters. The Soul-Imprisoning Rope was a magical weapon obtained in exchange for the team's soul beads. They had quarreled over its ownership at the very beginning, and in the end, it was decided who would hold it based on who killed more ghosts.

It would be strange if Zeng Xingjian didn't take advantage of the situation when he finally saw that the Soul Prison Rope had a small problem in Qiu Feng's hands.

Hong Weiyan didn't let the quarrel continue. He frowned and scolded: "Don't you see where you are? What are you quarreling about?"

He frowned: "Lin Qian and the vase were swept away by the ghost fog."

The two women who had no ability to hold back were swept away by the ghost fog. Even if they were not dead now, they were not far from death.

He didn't care whether Lin Qian and Yan Jinxi were dead or alive. At most, he just felt it was bad luck that the cannon fodder they were used to ward off disasters were wasted before they could even do anything.

Hong Weiyan felt a little uneasy, and had a hunch that they had encountered a ghost zone that did not match the rating.

"Put aside your little tricks, this ghost domain is a tough one."

It is impossible to retreat. Once the cleaners accept the mission and enter the ghost domain, there are only two results: either they die in it, or they kill the ghosts and break into the ghost domain.

It was not the first time for these people to enter the ghost realm, so they were cautious by nature. They immediately became fully alert and started discussing plans without caring about anything else.

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When they were entangled by the ghost fog, Yan Jinxi did nothing but grabbed Lin Qian's wrist and let the ghost fog carry them into the village.

Yan Jinxi can see the real side through the appearance.

There is no village, only a series of raised tombs, on which ghosts of various shapes are sitting or floating.

Some of them cried and howled, while others cursed at their neighbors without any care.

A series of cold gazes focused on Yan Jinxi and Lin Qian, making their salivating feelings concrete.

Dozens of graves surrounded the only grave with a tombstone, and the ghost fog that was engulfing them extended from this grave.

This is also the reason that stopped them from rushing up immediately to share the delicious food.

Lin Qian couldn’t see all this, she just felt cold, so cold that her bones were chilling and her teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

“Now and then…” She cried, “My life-saving trump card was broken just now… I’m sorry, if I had known I wouldn’t have dragged you along.”

According to the level classification given by the clearing chip, Lin Qian’s life-saving trump card is a Class C magic weapon.

If you encounter a ghost that is stronger than this, its only effect is to make a noise to remind the owner that the current ghost realm is useless and it is time to wait for death.

Yan Jinxi comforted him: "It's okay, your life-saving trump card is still there."

Lin Qian looked at her with tears in her eyes: "Ah?"

Yan Jinxi smiled at her: "Me."

Lin Qian held back her tears instantly. For a moment, she didn’t know whether to worry about their impending death or whether she was worried that Yan Jinxi had lost his mind before he died…

Thinking of this, she wanted to cry again. She didn’t know whether the two of them could leave the ghost realm alive, so she asked Yan Jinxi to go to the hospital for a check-up.

With his attention slightly diverted, Lin Qian calmed down a little.

Don't give up until the last moment.

Even if she was a rookie, at least she had passed the assessment for the cleaner.

Even if I am going to die, I must take a few ghosts with me.

Lin Qian calmed herself down and looked at the blue brick house in her field of vision: "The ghost fog is extending from this house. It seems that the ghost that controls this ghost area is inside.

Want to give it a try? "

After the words were spoken, the ghostly voice in Lin Qian’s ear suddenly paused.

She heard eerie laughter, as if mocking her for overestimating her own abilities.

Yan Jinxi glanced at the ghost closest to the tombstone and nodded: "Okay."

Lin Qian took a breath and reached out to push open the wooden door.

A gust of wind blew in Lin Qian's face, making her face turn pale with cold.

Yan Jinxi's face didn't look very good either, and he almost vomited.

The grinning ghost opened his mouth and blew a breath at them, which smelled like a stinky sock that had been soaked in a manure pit. But neither of them was able to defeat the other. The mixed smell of the stinky smells overwhelmed Yan Jinxi, who almost lost control and tore the ghost to pieces on the spot.