First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Tonight was supposed to be his night of harvest. Ghost Festival only came once a year.

It wasn’t even 1 AM yet—there was still a long way until sunrise. He had just resolved the threats here.

And now you’re telling me the monsters and demons were taken away?

The warmth on Lu Ding’s face faded by three degrees.

He forced himself to stay calm as he asked, “Where did they take them? Did Xie Shunan say anything?”

“She didn’t say,” Yan Feifan replied. “She originally sent people to follow them for a while, but you know how Yin Beings Borrowing the Road works—it flickers in and out, not exactly fast, but even more ridiculous than flying. So no one knows where they went.”

Lu Ding fell into thought after hearing this.

Yin Beings Borrowing the Road—it wasn’t necessarily a big deal, but it also wasn’t small. It depended on how it developed.

At worst, it was just borrowing the path—the Yin Beings would pass through, the living would avoid them, they’d get one last glimpse of the world, and their lingering obsessions would fade.But if things escalated, this was the origin of the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts.

Now that they had taken the monsters and demons from Bao Fan District, the chances of a Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts happening were very high.

A rare excitement flickered in Lu Ding’s eyes.

“Has it been reported?”

“It’s been reported already, Lu-ge. What about things here? Should we report them too?”

“Report it as well, but don’t request cleanup support. Caojia Alley will handle it themselves.”

Tonight was going to be busy—better to save resources where possible. He didn’t exactly need it, anyway.

And sure enough—

Cao Ying had already returned with the cleanup crew.

Yan Feifan thought for a moment, then said, “Lu-ge, this really looks like a Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts. Do you think we’re in for a team fight tonight?”

Team fight.

It had been a long time since Lu Ding heard that term.

But you had to admit—just hearing it instantly fired up the battle instincts in people.

The Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts vs. Yunhai 749—how could this not be a team fight?

If these things were allowed to roam freely in groups, ordinary people would be finished.

Whether human or monster—gathering in large numbers was always a terrible idea. Because the moment a crowd formed, someone would always go—

“Hey.”

And then it was—“I have an idea.”

And then—pure chaos.

Even he was afraid to imagine what kind of insane plan he’d come up with in that kind of situation.

“Your tea, Lu Investigator.”

Old Master Cao emerged with a fresh tea set, displaying his tea-making skills on the side.

Washing the cups, adding the tea leaves, pouring the water, skimming the foam… flawless execution, filling the air with the rich fragrance of tea.

Lu Ding picked up a cup and took a slow sip.

“Let’s just wait and see. For now, nothing’s happening in Bao Fan District. If there’s a team fight, we’ll head over. If not…”

He left the rest unsaid.

After all—Tang Bao had confiscated Raw Rhino Powder earlier.

That stuff was rare, hard to obtain, and genuinely difficult to deal with. But if you asked whether it was a treasure—it only had one purpose:

Attracting ghosts.

And the stronger the ghosts and monsters, the more resistant they were to it.

Originally, Lu Ding had planned to use it to gather a bunch of monsters and farm some rewards.

But now that all the monsters and demons had been taken away by the Yin Beings Borrowing the Road, the ones attracted by the Raw Rhino Powder would just be small fry.

Useless.

So—if there wasn’t a team fight tonight, Lu Ding would find a spot tomorrow and scatter the powder himself, have some fun on his own.

If there was a team fight, then the powder wouldn’t be needed.

Because after one massive battle, the stronger monsters and demons would be completely wiped out.

Or—

Yunhai 749 would be wiped out instead.

But that possibility was practically zero.

So for now—he just had to wait.

Wait for the signal to fight.

2 AM.

The Yin Beings’ Coffin-Carrying Procession had grown larger and larger.

It had started at Yuanfeng Crematorium in Wenqiu District, passed through Anhong District, Bao Fan District, and Taisi District, and was now crossing Fengyang District.

At the rear of the procession—

Hundreds of figures followed behind. Divine Palace Realm, Si Ming Realm powerhouses were among them.

They were there to monitor, trail, and threaten.

Monitoring every movement of the Yin Beings Borrowing the Road.

Threatening them—if you try anything during the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts, we’ll slaughter you on the spot.

Inside the procession, someone cursed.

“F***, they only noticed after it got this big!? What the hell were the Wenqiu and Anhong District patrols doing? They dragged monsters through two whole districts before getting caught in Bao Fan?”

“If they’d noticed earlier, we could’ve crushed this in the cradle. Now, we have to hold back because of civilian safety.”

If they had caught it earlier, if they had blocked it off sooner, Yin Beings Borrowing the Road would have been just that—Yin Beings Borrowing the Road.

A single coffin—no big deal.

They could’ve shut it down instantly.

But now, after spreading across several major districts and sweeping up a horde of monsters and demons—

Making a sudden move now would scatter the creatures.

And if they spread into the surrounding civilian areas—countless ordinary people would die.

And fighting in a busy urban district with this many monsters and demons would cause immeasurable destruction.

The risk was simply too high.

So after Lu Ding’s report, the higher-ups sent teams to tail the procession from a distance.

If the monsters and ghosts kept to themselves, just parading through the streets, then fine—let them pass.

Protect the civilians.

But if even a single ghost made a move against a civilian—they’d strike immediately, minimizing the risk as much as possible.

Sure—this approach wasn’t perfect.

But what else could they do?

By the time 749’s main force arrived, the procession was already nearly through Taisi District.

By then, it had already swept up every ghost and demon in Taisi District as well.

If they attacked now, then what?

Were people from the other districts civilians, but Taisi District’s people weren’t?

So all they could do was wait and watch.

Maybe—if the ghosts continued behaving this obediently, once they passed through Fengyang and the last district, they’d leave Yunhai altogether.

Inside the group, someone responded to the earlier complaint.

“You really expect Wenqiu and Anhong District patrols to be competent?”

“Now compare them to Bao Fan’s patrol officer—that’s Lu Ding. This year’s most ruthless rookie. You think they’re the same? Of course the other districts failed to notice—it’s unfortunate, but not surprising.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Lu Ding’s definitely ruthless. I was just complaining. This should’ve been crushed immediately, but now all we can do is threaten them. It pisses me off.”

“Hey, enough of that. The ghosts just stopped moving.”

Ahead.

At Luo Ping’an Construction Site—

The Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts halted.

The coffin they carried suddenly exploded.

A man in black robes flew out.

With a raise of his hand—

The concrete foundation before him shattered.

Dirt churned and tumbled.

The black-robed man descended.

He scooped up a handful of bloodstained soil.

Feeling its aura—

His expression twisted into a vicious grin.