I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Gloomy and dark skies, endless mountains of garbage.Empty and crowded, dead and depressing.

In this place that was too bad for human beings to live, there stood a tall and straight boy.

He was wearing a summer short-sleeved black and white school uniform and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.A pair of thin lips were slightly cool, but the appropriate arc of a half-smile gave him a very gentle demeanor.

Coupled with fair skin, he is full of gentleness, and he is a good student at a glance.

But Feng Jingchen, a good student, was unexpectedly calm in such a harsh environment.

He looked at everything in front of him, and muttered to himself in confusion and sigh: "Is this the legendary hell?"

"That's right~"

A palm-sized golden seal floated beside Feng Jingchen: "You have been recognized by me. From now on, you will be in charge of the Hades Seal, and you will be the supreme ruler of the entire underworld~!"

Yan Wangyin's voice was a sharp child's voice.

Its exaggerated and impassioned words echoed in this endless mountain of garbage, sounding funny and grotesque.

Suddenly, five slender and white fingers firmly grasped the small seal.

There seemed to be a ray of light flashing under the black-framed glasses, and the clear young voice was curious and inquisitive: "How did you float in the air? Air suspension technology, or magnetic levitation? Also, I don't seem to have seen your vocal organs ..."

"Stop, stop!" Yan Wangyin suddenly shuddered.

Feng Jingchen's eyes made him feel that he was about to lie down on the dissecting table in a second!

It sternly said: "I, I am the king of hell! I am not an ordinary thing. Don't try to understand me with your mortal thinking!"

Feng Jingchen's eyes brightened slightly: "So, this is a brand new field technology? Can I learn it?"

"...You can also say that." Yan Wangyin always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it, "You are the king of Yama now, so of course you can learn if you want to. But..."

Yan Wangyin paused for a while, and finally remembered the business: "Your most important task now is to quickly restore the underworld and restore the order of the Three Realms!"

Its childish voice is much heavier: "Now the seal of the human world has begun to loosen. If the underworld cannot be restored as soon as possible, and all the ghosts are extradited back, it will definitely lead to catastrophe!"

Hearing this, Feng Jingchen couldn't help but frowned slightly, and his mood also calmed down.

Underworld, seal, ghost, catastrophe...

These words are completely opposite to the materialist education that Feng Jingchen has received for 18 years.

But Feng Jingchen didn't doubt Yan Wangyin's words.

Because he was taken from school to this "hell" full of rubbish mountains just in the blink of an eye.

This kind of space-time travel technology is absolutely not possible in the world he knows.

The world view was forcibly refreshed, but there was no obstacle for Feng Jingchen to enter the role.

He looked around at the deserted garbage mountain: "What should I do?"

Yan Wangyin shook a few times, broke free from Feng Jingchen's hand, and floated to the east: "Did you see the biggest garbage mountain? That pile of garbage has closed the gate of hell!"

"Your first task now is to clean up all the garbage and reopen the gate of hell."

"In this way, most of the ghosts will follow the rules of heaven and earth and return to the underworld on their own initiative. It can relieve a lot of pressure on the seals in the human world!"

Feng Jingchen looked up.

I saw the rubbish mountain pointed out by Yan Wangyin, covering an area of ​​at least three acres, and the height was so high that it couldn't be seen at a glance.

Only at the top edge, a bit of the outline of the bronze gate can be seen.

If it wasn't for Yan Wangyin's words, Feng Jingchen would hardly have imagined that this was actually the famous gate of hell.

Feng Jingchen suggested: "Shall we invite an excavator to dig it up?"

The mountain of this garbage mountain, like other garbage mountains in the whole underworld, is mostly composed of dark soil.

It is mixed with many stones, branches, metal pieces and so on.

It looks quite soft, and if you start the excavator, you can dig it out quickly.

Yan Wangyin swayed and said: "Don't think about it, young man! Those mortal objects without aura will not be able to touch the things in our underworld!"

"Besides, is the underworld a place that other mortals can come to casually? You'd better go and dig it honestly!"

Feng Jingchen shook his head: "With me alone, even if the catastrophe you mentioned comes, it is impossible to dig up this mountain."

Yan Wangyin paused slightly, a little dumbfounded: "Then, what should we do?"

Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes and thought: "Is there any way to get efficient tools or more workers?"

Yan Wangyin also fell silent.

Suddenly, it shouted loudly: "Ah! I remembered!"

Feng Jingchen looked up at it.

Seeing that the seal of Yama entered the vibration mode inexplicably, the whole seal buzzed and shook.

When the vibration reaches the extreme, there is a light "boo".

A ball of light the size of a ping-pong ball was "vomited" out by Yan Wangyin.

Yan Wangyin pushed the ball of light in front of Feng Jingchen: "This is the one I swallowed before... It seems to be called the plane trading system, you can see if it can be used~"

Surprise flashed in Feng Jingchen's eyes, and he raised his hand to grab the ball of light.

But the ball of light flowed out from between his fingers, turning into a nearly 24-inch light screen.

Feng Jingchen took a closer look, and saw that there was still a line of words displayed on the light screen - [New trader detected, please create a trading code for yourself. 】

"Huh." Feng Jingchen's eyes brightened slightly.

He stretched out his hand to poke, but his slender index finger passed through the light screen.

But when he concentrated his thoughts and wanted to touch the light screen again, he actually touched the screen!

Feng Jingchen's eyes were full of splendor: "The plane trading system is really amazing!"

He has read a lot of online novels on plane trading and system themes.But to be able to see it with my own eyes today, the novelty is naturally incomparable!

Yan Wangyin bumped into Feng Jingchen: "Stop playing, and see if this thing is useful."

"Okay." Feng Jingchen also knew that now is not the time to think about it, so he quickly discarded distracting thoughts.

He raised his hand in the field of nickname, and entered seven large characters—【Successor of Socialism】

"???" Yan Wangyin was shocked, "What is your code name?!"

Feng Jingchen looked up at it in doubt: "Is there a problem?"

Yan Wangyin shook his voice: "Of course there is a problem!! You don't have the majesty of the king of Hades at all, you should change it quickly!"

Feng Jingchen looked at Guangping: "Really? I think it's pretty good."

As he spoke, Feng Jingchen lightly tapped the light screen with his index finger to submit the code name.

Yan Wangyin: "..."

Yan Wangyin was shocked.

It froze for a few seconds, and suddenly, a sharp child's voice resounded throughout the underworld: "Ahhhh!! How could you do this! Hurry up and see if you can change it back!"

How could the King of Hades use such a code name, and he would be ashamed to say it!

However, Feng Jingchen didn't pay any attention to Yan Wangyin.

No matter how magical it sounded, Feng Jingchen only focused on the system.

After he confirmed the code name, the Plane System popped up another line of words-[Dear socialist successor, please sell a valuable commodity to officially activate this system. 】

Feng Jingchen paused slightly.

What is the definition of "commodity of value"?

Feng Jingchen looked around.

But as far as he could see, nothing but rubbish was rubbish.

Suddenly, Feng Jingchen squatted down and grabbed a handful of the same type of soft black soil as the garbage mountain.

The system light screen descended following Feng Jingchen's field of vision.

At the same time, a line of words was changed - [It has been detected that you hold a first-level Yin attribute soil, which can be sold for 1 transaction point per gram.Is it for sale? 】

The corners of Feng Jingchen's cold lips curled up.

Sure enough, there is no useless garbage, only misplaced resources.

Feng Jingchen resolutely chose to sell.

In the next moment, the black soil in his hand disappeared out of thin air, leaving no dust behind!

The words on the light curtain changed again——

[Dear Socialist Successor, you sold a total of 50 grams of first-level Yin-type soil and obtained 50 transaction points.The plane trading system is officially bound, welcome to the heavens and the world, I wish you a happy transaction. 】

Yan Wangyin saw that Feng Jingchen solved the problem of system binding neatly, and immediately "exploded": "Ah, are you listening to me!!"

It flew directly between Feng Jingchen and the light screen, shaking back and forth angrily, blocking many words on the light screen.

A sharp child's voice pierced through my ears: "Hurry up! Change the code name back!!"

Feng Jingchen frowned slightly, raised his hand to grab the Yanwang Seal, and looked at it steadily: "Be quiet."

Yan Wangyin paused.

It looked at Feng Jingchen's indifferent eyes.

Although the teenager doesn't seem to be angry now.

But Yan Wangyin's keen little radar tells it that if it doesn't obey, the consequences may be very serious!

Yan Wangyin was suddenly as quiet as a chicken, not daring to move again.

Only then was Feng Jingchen satisfied.

He waved Yan Wangyin in the air, as if on the table, and patted Yan Wangyin on the head: "Good boy."

Yan Wangyin's voice was young, and he was as obedient as the children in the village.

Feng didn't know why the brats in the village listened to him so much. Jing Chen looked at the system light screen again.

At this time, there were no longer a few words on the screen.

There are three categories on it: [Identity Information], [System Supermarket], and [Plane Warehouse].

Now the screen displays Feng Jingchen's identity information page by default.

【Trader: Successor of Socialism】

The plane of location: the first-level supernatural plane

Transaction Level: Tier 1

Transaction points: 50

Friends: [This function is not unlocked]

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The page is very concise, but it also allows Feng Jingchen to get a glimpse of the details of the plane transaction.

"A first-level spiritual plane?" Feng Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly, and he raised his hand to open the system supermarket.

Page switch.

A page as colorful as an online shopping platform began to load rapidly.

Feng Jingchen's excellent dynamic vision captured many heart-pounding products.

Nine-transformation elixir in the realm of comprehension, blood of gods in the wild world, world tree seeds in the magic world...

But when the interface was half loaded, the light screen seemed to be stuck and paused for several seconds.

Then, the colorful colors of the entire page quickly faded away, and finally only condensed into a line of black words in the middle of the page——

[The system has insufficient energy to connect to the heavens and worlds. Please choose three first-level planes to connect. 】