Altar of Infinity

Jiang Jichu's physical fitness was better than Xie Ji had imagined. When he looked at it the next morning, his slightly thin back had already healed more than half.

He intended to let Jiang Jichu rest for another two days, but Jiang Jichu insisted that the two of them go to the altar at the end of the slum together after breakfast.

Stepping over the long black jade steps, Xie Ji independently entered the interior of the altar for the first time.

Inside was a boundless white mist and endless spiral stairs. He came to the first floor suspended in the air like a master without a teacher, and opened the first level of the altar official level at the same time as Jiang Jichu.

After the white light passed, Xie Ji found himself in a spacious conference room.

The conference room was decorated with high-grade decoration and sufficient lighting. There was an LCD electronic screen on the wall in the east, and he was sitting on a leather swivel chair with a rectangular conference table in front of him. drinking glass.

Jiang Jichu sat on his right side. Besides them, there were eight other people sitting around the conference table, all of whom should be the passers-by of the first level.

Xie Ji quickly passed over everyone's face, memorizing their facial features.

Like the novice level, there are men and women, the minimum age is adult, and the maximum is no more than fifty.

When everyone woke up, the atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became complicated.

Calm, terrified, apprehensive, dead horse as a living horse doctor...

Although the expressions were different, everyone did the same action.

Call up your own book of life and death to check the level information.

"funeral parlor?!"

"This is the first level. The name of the funeral parlor doesn't look like it should appear in the first level, does it?!"

"Duzi, I knew I would have tried the second level!"

Xie Ji discussed with Jiang Jichu not to reveal to the public that they shared the same life and death book, he would check it first and then put it back, and Jiang Jichu would call it out again.

After entering the first level, an extra page appeared out of thin air in the Book of Life and Death.

Owner: Xie Ji

Level Name: Funeral Parlor

Checkpoint level: first floor

Level score: 1000-5000

Number of participants: ten people

Points earned:

Remaining points: 500

Owner: Jiang Jichu

Level Name: Funeral Parlor

Checkpoint level: first floor

Level score: 1000-5000

Number of participants: ten people

Points earned:

Remaining points: 400

The two lived, ate, bought new clothes, and Jiang Jichu also bought a bouquet of flowers, more than half of the points had already been spent.

The highest score of the first level is five times higher than that of the novice level, and they still have to try to get as many points as possible.

After putting the book of life and death back, Xie Ji began to think about the name of this level.

funeral parlor.

Countless information related to the funeral parlor flashed through his mind, guessing the possibility of this level.

No npc like Uncle Niu jumped out of this level for the time being, and the oppressive atmosphere continued to spread, and the longer it lasted, the more anxious it was.

Jiang Jichu was not afraid of waiting, he was used to enduring loneliness, but with a broken watch in his pocket and a book of life and death with many names in his hand, he couldn't be happy no matter what.

In other words, he has been in a bad mood recently.

However, he can sit still, and some people cannot sit still.

Now it is only the first level of the official level of the altar, and the level of the participants is basically below the passing line.

The conference table divided ten people into two rows. Yao Shun sat at the end of the row. The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but he was sweating nervously.

In order to relieve the tension, he took the initiative to greet the person sitting on the left: "Handsome guy, what's your name?"

Jiang Jichu was getting angry thinking about the book of life and death, when he heard this, he glanced over with ice in his eyes.

Yao Shun swallowed, and was hesitating how to continue the conversation, when he saw the handsome young man raised the knife in his hand.

Yao Shun: "?!"

If you don't want to talk to me, I won't talk to you!You don't need to use a knife, do you? !

However, Jiang Jichu didn't look at him again, but looked at the LCD screen that suddenly turned on.

On the LCD screen occupying the front wall, a flame burst out from the dark background, and the flame grew bigger and bigger until it occupied the entire screen, and finally returned to the columbarium logo with a size of one square meter.

Then, the lid of the urn moved, opening and closing like lips.

"Welcome all employees to join the funeral home. I am the main system of the funeral home. Next, I will announce the employee regulations.

"The funeral home consists of meeting rooms, dormitories, canteens, information rooms, morgues, cremation rooms, and cemeteries.

"Employees are in groups of 2, and each group is randomly assigned three tasks per day: remains registration, remains management, and remains cremation. Please send the employee card to the operation desk to receive the task before 8:40 am.

"After the daily work is over, night shift personnel will be randomly selected. This process will be synchronized to the employee card, and there is no need to go to the meeting room to collect it.

"Night shift workers are not required to work the next day.

"The best employees every day can be qualified to enter the cemetery, and the rest of the employees can enter the corresponding workplace.

"The curator hopes that every employee can put the ashes of his corresponding corpse into the grave."

The system voice is a gentle female voice, and there is no intentional maliciousness in the words, but everyone sitting here has experienced the novice level, and no one believes that the level is harmless.

When everyone digested the employee regulations, the ashes urn spoke again.

"Additionally, digging graves is prohibited in this funeral home."

Xie Ji received Jiang Jichu's teasing eyes, and his back, which was originally sitting in a standard posture, became even more straight.

Urn of ashes: "It is forbidden to carry foreign controlled knives. If you have one, please hand it in, and the system will save it for you."

Jiang Jichu: "..."

Someone muttered: "Who would bring a knife into the book, and who can't bring it in."

Jiang Jichu slapped the knife on the conference table with a cold face.

Everyone: "..." People with some experience looked at Jiang Jichu's eyes instantly differently.

The long knife that can be brought into the dungeon must be a prop. The young man in front of him is not very old, but his eyes are full of murderous intent, which is frighteningly cold.

What's even more frightening is that the man sitting on the left of the young man is still snickering? !

The meeting table suddenly had a space just enough to put a long knife in. Jiang Jichu was reluctant, so Xie Ji pulled the long knife in before putting the long knife in. He glanced at the urn as a warning. It means to blow up the funeral parlor to him.

After the long knife disappeared, the columbarium continued: "It is [-]:[-] in the afternoon, please stand in a row, two by two employees, go forward one by one to get the employee card, and complete the work content for the rest of the day."

A floor in front of the LCD screen slowly rises, revealing the internal structure.

Those who had a team clapped their hands to rejoice, while those who did not have a team started to form a team.

Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu stepped forward first.

The small platform raised from the floor is a two-story structure. The lower side is a solid cuboid, and the upper side is surrounded by transparent partitions on seven sides. The front side can be reached for things.

In the upper space are ten employee cards, similar to the work cards that are stuck on the chest in the real world.

However, the employee card of the funeral home is an LCD card, and each card is marked with a name, a photo, and a job position.

Xie Ji has a superb memory. After matching the names and faces of the remaining people, he took out his employee card. At the same time as Jiang Jichu also took out the card, a line of words appeared on the horizontal line behind the job post: dead body management.

He turned the card over and saw the detailed instructions on the back.

Dead body registration place: information room

Remains management place: mortuary

Cremation place: cremation room

Night Shift Location: Mortuary

Employees of funeral homes can hold this card to freely enter and exit meeting rooms, dormitories, canteens and corresponding workplaces

工作时间：上午9:00——11：00下午14:00——18：00夜班晚22:00——次日6:00

After everyone drew their employee cards, the ashes drove them all out. A simple translation means that the time is coming, hurry up and go to work!

This funeral home lacks many departments compared to real-world funeral homes, such as common mourning places.

It's more like a crematorium.

On the way, Xie Ji found a mobile phone engraved with a watermelon pattern in his pocket. However, time was running out, and he didn't have time to check the contents carefully, only seeing the number on the lock screen.

It's still July, which is summer.

He and Jiang Jichu were the only ones who were going to work in the morgue this afternoon. They found the morgue according to the sign in the corridor.

There is a large piece of toughened glass on the wall of the mortuary near the corridor, which is as big as a basketball court. There are 54 mortuary beds neatly arranged, and [-] of them have corpses covered with white cloths. Under the light of the dark blue light sources on the ceiling, it looks particularly gloomy.

The two swiped their cards to open the door of the morgue.

Xie Ji was wearing a set of dark casual clothes, short-sleeved trousers, which he bought at [-] points in the slums, but he almost froze when he entered the morgue.

it's too cold.

The temperature inside is at least in the single digits.

Fortunately, there are thick work clothes on the shelf at the door. According to Xie Ji's aesthetics, the work clothes look better than the casual clothes he bought.

While changing his clothes, he looked at the situation in the morgue.

Except for the window glass, floor and ceiling, the rest of the wall consisted of hundreds of storage compartments. Jiang Jichu casually picked one up. The storage compartment was deep inside, and in the center was a physical ashes urn exactly like the LCD screen in the meeting room.

Xie Ji remembered their task: "Bury your corresponding ashes in the grave. There are too many ashes, and there are still [-] uncremated ones."

Jiang Jichu: "Not only." He pointed to the LCD screen next to the hanger.

Xie Ji leaned over to look, and saw that the above was their job description today. The corpses sent from the passage to the morgue were to be transported to the mortuary bed and placed in a standard manner. The number was twenty.

Xie Ji: "..."

It's not over.

He was still thinking about the cell phone in his pocket.

The columbarium system said that each of them needs to bury the ashes of their corresponding corpses in the grave, but with so many corpses and ashes in the morgue, it is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack to find them by force.

There is a high probability that the mobile phone will have identity information, and they have to deduce their corresponding corpse from the identity information.

I don't know what role the altar has arranged for him.

However, [-] corpses is a whole day's workload today, but they only have one afternoon, and it's the first time to do the work of moving corpses. They have to find tools and passages, and they have to learn how to arrange other corpses I have no choice but to go back to the dormitory at night to see.

Busy with his hands, Xie Ji did not forget to chat with Jiang Jichu: "I think there are other people teaming up in this level. Is it common to team up at the altar?"

Jiang Jichu: "It's very common, especially in recent years."

Xie Ji looked at Jiang Jichu.

Jiang Jichu continued: "There are rumors that only a team can pass the seventh level, and it is best to be a team of five."

Xie Ji learned before that the maximum number of altar team members is five people.

Xie Ji: "I remember you said that you don't want to form a team, do you believe this rumor?"

Jiang Jichu froze: "I believe."

Believe that the only way to pass the level is to form a team but insist on not forming a team, Xie Ji joked: "Then you don't want to pass the level?"

Jiang Jichu completely stopped his movements, the hot air from his breath hit the mask, and spread upward from the gap, forming a fleeting mist in front of his eyes.

Behind the mist, Jiang Jichu looked straight at him with a pair of calm eyes.

"Xie Ji, if you want to return to the real world, just remember two sentences.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave the altar.

"Don't trust the people around you."