Chapter 10: Even Ghosts Have to Live in the Underworld

Once the two ghosts became couriers, they could pick up their own packages. They took the scanner and scanned the QR code on their identification, and their pickup information immediately popped up on the computer.

At the same time, two packages on the shelves lit up one after another; those were their packages.

The two ghosts each took their own packages, signed for them, and finally scanned the tracking number on the package with the scanner. The computer then displayed a message indicating that the packages had been retrieved.

The number of outgoing packages was tallied as 2, but the number of uncollected packages remaining was 9999+, which meant there were countless packages still waiting to be picked up.

Yang Fan’s gaze followed the two ghosts, making Jian Xiangdi feel uneasy. He subconsciously explained, "We’ve come to pick up packages before, and we saw the previous station masters operate it this way."

Liang Zishu nodded repeatedly. "Yes, we’ve always watched the previous station masters do it like this. We’ve never actually come inside before!"

Although she hadn't been dead long and this was her first time picking up a package, she had just followed the "Kid Brother's" lead.

Terrified that the other party would mistake them for a ghost like the evil Wang Cheng, they explained themselves frantically.

Yang Fan stared curiously at the packages in their hands. "Did your relatives in the world of the living burn these for you?"

Jian Xiangdi nodded. "Mm-hmm, my mom burned this for me."

Liang Zishu said, "This was burned for me by my friend."

When living relatives burn items for ghosts in the underworld, they can receive them through the Huangquan Courier Service.

Yang Fan’s eyes rolled as she thought. Tomorrow, she would go and burn some things for her original body's deceased uncle, have him come to pick up the package, and take the opportunity to ask him about the situation here.

"Alright, I get it. I'll leave the rest to you two," she said, yawning. "I'm going upstairs to sleep."

With that, she turned and left the warehouse, not even bothering to close the door connecting the warehouse to the living room.

Only the two ghosts and the warehouse full of packages remained.

The two ghosts looked at each other. Did she just leave like that? Didn't the previous station masters always stay here working until their shift ended?

As expected, leaders have privileges.

Liang Zishu, who was a corporate slave when alive and a corporate slave as a ghost, couldn't help but complain, "It was bad enough working as a human, but now I have to work as a ghost too."

"Just be happy you have a formal job."

Jian Xiangdi walked over to the chair in front of the computer and sat down to open his package.

Inside was a new set of clothes. He held them up against himself, his expression showing a hint of regret—the clothes were too big again.

But that wasn't a big problem; he could just have Grandma Ghost tailor them when he returned to the underworld.

He folded the clothes and set them aside.

Liang Zishu walked over and asked, puzzled, "Kid Brother, why do we have to work now that we're ghosts?"

Although Jian Xiangdi died young, he had been a ghost longer than Liang Zishu, so the title "Kid Brother" was quite accurate.

Liang Zishu was very confused. Shouldn't being a ghost mean being free and easy, doing whatever you want?

Jian Xiangdi countered, "If you don't work, what money will you use to live in the underworld?"

Ghosts have to eat too; if you don't eat for a long time, you'll starve to death.

And if a ghost starves to death, that person disappears from the world entirely.

Besides, ghosts need a place to live; otherwise, ghosts wandering around outside will be bullied by evil spirits.

"But I have money!"

Liang Zishu hadn't been dead long, and she had plenty of underworld currency from the Heaven and Earth Bank. Her friends in the living world also burned things for her often, so she wasn't short on cash.

"But if you don't go to be reincarnated and keep living in the underworld, your relatives and friends will all be dead by then, too."

Liang Zishu fell silent. She hadn't thought of that; she would have to rely on her own efforts after all.

She pulled over a small stool and sat down, muttering, "I wonder what the monthly salary is here?"

The two of them sat by the door, waiting for other ghosts to come and pick up their packages.

Scared off by Yang Fan’s display of power, no other ghosts came to pick up packages for the entire night.

The two forced laborers returned to the underworld when their time was up.

The Huangquan Station had a new station master—a fierce god who could kill ghosts. On her first day, she had killed Wang Cheng, one of the Four Heavenly Kings under Black Underworld.

This news quickly spread throughout the entire underworld, causing quite a stir.

Many ghosts were curious about what kind of person this new station master was.

……

Yang Fan made her bed and fell asleep, dreaming of nothing all night.

At 8:00 the next morning, Grandma Xu called out at her door, "Yang Fan, are you up?"

Yang Fan’s room on the second floor faced the courtyard, and the soundproofing in rural self-built houses was poor. Grandma Xu had a booming voice.

Amidst her repeated calls, Yang Fan opened her eyes impatiently and crawled out of bed.

She loved to sleep in and was grumpy in the mornings. Being woken up so early put her in a foul mood.

Her brow was furrowed enough to crush a mosquito as she pulled back the curtains. "Grandma Xu..."

"Yang Fan, hurry up and get up. I made your favorite stir-fried rice noodles this morning."

If anything could soothe her morning grumpiness, it was definitely good food!

Yang Fan’s expression changed instantly, and she smiled brightly. "Grandma Xu, I'll be right there!"

"Mm, hurry down. I'll go home and wait for you..."

Grandma Xu was only halfway through turning around, and before she could finish her sentence, Yang Fan, who had just been upstairs, flashed right in front of her.

"I'm all ready. Let's go together."

Grandma Xu blinked. "...Mm... okay."

Young people really were in good shape, getting dressed and coming downstairs so quickly.

Yang Fan followed Grandma Xu to her house for breakfast.

Knowing she had a big appetite, Grandma Xu served her a large plate of stir-fried noodles. The aroma wafted through the air, and Yang Fan took a deep breath, a look of bliss on her face.

So fragrant!

Grandma Xu served herself a small bowl. "Taste it and see if Grandma Xu’s noodles taste the same as before."

Yang Fan said sweetly, "They’re definitely just as delicious as before."

She turned her head and looked around the room. "Where’s Grandpa Li? Isn't he eating breakfast?"

Grandma Xu said, "He’s driving someone into town."

Grandpa Li worked part-time as a tricycle driver. Many people in Shangyuan Village and the surrounding villages were his customers, and people often called him to ask for a ride.

Yang Fan understood and lowered her head to start eating the noodles.

The noodles were fragrant and spicy. She ate mouthful after mouthful, and soon the large bowl was finished.

Seeing her eat with such gusto, Grandma Xu felt incredibly satisfied. Her own appetite improved, and she even added a little more to her bowl, though she usually only ate a small portion.

After the meal, Grandma Xu asked her when she was going back to the city and when she would go to see her uncle.

Yang Fan said, "I'm not going back for now. I'm staying in the village, and I'll go see my uncle in a bit."

Grandma Xu was surprised. "You're not going back to work in the city?"

"I'm not going back. I quit my job in the city. I'm going to work at home from now on."

Grandma Xu looked worried. "Then how will you make money? There aren't any good jobs in town."

Yang Fan: "I plan to set up a stall in town to tell fortunes."

She had the skills; she could make money anywhere.

Grandma Xu: "...???"

Had this child gone silly from working in the city?