167: In ancient times, people flew with swords, and now we fly with chariots.

The Investigation Bureau, like a giant machine, slowly began to operate.

The surrounding shops also lit up one by one.

On the dim street, the Takeout Guy was busy picking up and delivering orders.

Tonight was his third time delivering to the Investigation Bureau.

"They eat so much at night, can they really finish it all? It seems that things haven't been peaceful lately, and the Investigation Bureau has started working all night."

Most people don't know that under this bustling city, there are terrifying and ferocious ghosts.

Supernatural events that spread online basically disappear as soon as they emerge.

Even those who personally experience them are taken to the Investigation Bureau, counseled, and made to sign a non-disclosure agreement.

"After this delivery, I can go home and sleep. This month's 'Delivery King' is definitely me. With the 500 yuan reward, plus my savings from these years, I can renovate my house..."

The electric scooter was still speeding on the road.

Leaning into turns, drifting, overtaking...

The entire sequence of movements was fluid; it could be said that the only one who could overtake a Takeout Guy was another Takeout Guy who was about to be late.

Luxury cars were left behind one by one, and the Takeout Guy enjoyed the feeling of the wind whistling past him.

Just then.

A voice came from his ear.

"Brother, is this takeout going to the Investigation Bureau?"

"Yes!" The Takeout Guy answered habitually, and then he was almost scared out of his wits.

The voice came from his right, and he was crossing a bridge right now, so his right was...

"Holy crap!"

As soon as he looked back, he saw a car floating in mid-air, and inside, the person sitting in the back seat was still waving at him.

"Brother, that takeout in your hand is ours. Give it to me, and you won't have to keep running!"

After he finished speaking.

Ning Haocheng, sitting in the back seat, grabbed it casually, and countless tentacles extended from the shadows, taking the takeout from the Takeout Guy's scooter and throwing it into the car.

This scene almost scared the Takeout Guy, and he nearly lost control and crashed.

As soon as he came to his senses, he saw his electric scooter also flying alongside the minivan.

"This..." The Takeout Guy was stunned, vigorously slapping his cheeks to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

At this moment, Chu Mo's lecturing voice came from the passenger seat: "Old Ning, you're too impatient, robbing someone in the middle of the road, you almost caused a car accident."

Ning Haocheng tore open the packaging, stuffing fried chicken into his mouth and chewing, while mumbling, "No, my mastery of shadow magic is also profound. The tentacles that extended on the road just now would have helped him stop, ensuring he wouldn't get into an accident."

The Takeout Guy rubbed his slightly sore face, staring blankly at the people inside the car.

"You... are you a magician?"

The person who snatched his takeout was dressed like a magician and had just mentioned magic.

Hence, the question.

"I'm a magician, and my Chu Ge is an Immortal Cultivator... crunch, crunch... this freshly made fried chicken is so crispy..."

Ning Haocheng was already eating the fried chicken, and even reached out the window, handing the family bucket to the Takeout Guy, asking, "Want some?"

"Oh, good... good." The Takeout Guy was so excited his hands were trembling, stuffing a chicken leg into his mouth while taking a picture of himself with his phone.

In ancient times, there was sword-riding flight.

Now, there's car-riding flight.

It could be said that he caught up with the benefits of the times.

Inside the car, Lui Li and Jiang Xinyi, two Investigation Bureau agents, were greatly shocked when they heard the two men's words.

Magician?

Immortal Cultivator?

Although the two certainly didn't look like ghosts, to say they were a magician and an Immortal Cultivator, beings that only existed in legends...

They still couldn't quite believe it.

Because ever since the supernatural revival, the country had begun collecting ancient texts and recruiting talented individuals from among the populace.

But the result was that the Cultivation Techniques in the texts were useless, like fakes, meant to deceive children, and those talented individuals were nothing but charlatans.

Ultimately, various countries could only find other ways to combat ghosts.

After paying countless blood sacrifices, countries found a method to combat ghosts.

Controlling ghosts and becoming a Ghost Controller.

However, the risk of becoming a Ghost Controller was extremely high; the higher the Rank of the ghost controlled, the shorter the Ghost Controller's lifespan.

Of course, Ghost Controllers were already constantly teetering on the brink of death, so the stronger the ghost they controlled, the better.

A short lifespan was one thing.

The most important thing was to survive each mission; that was the hard truth.

And now.

They had found other methods to combat ghosts besides Ghost Controllers.

Jiang Xinyi looked at Ning Haocheng excitedly, asking very seriously, "Are you really a magician?"

Ning Haocheng was eating with oil all over his mouth and hands, and he raised his hand to wipe it on Cao Qing.

Cao Qing: "..."

If I couldn't beat you now, I'd definitely have a fight with you!

At this moment.

He truly bit his tongue and swallowed it.

When will the new group members be able to stand up?!

Ning Haocheng, however, didn't care, casually stuffing the family bucket in his hand into Cao Qing's arms and beginning to explain his magic to Jiang Xinyi.

"A magician, you see, is a special profession. The most important thing is elemental affinity. If you don't have any elemental affinity, you can't cast magic..."

Lui Li, in the driver's seat, saw Ning Haocheng starting to explain magic to Jiang Xinyi, and he couldn't help but look at Chu Mo next to him.

"You are an Immortal Cultivator, right? Then, do you think I have a Spiritual Root? Can I Cultivate Immortality?"

As he said this, the Takeout Guy outside also said with an excited expression, "Meeting is fate, Immortal. I should also have an Immortal affinity, right? Can you help me see if I can Cultivate Immortality?"

Their desire for Cultivating Immortality had reached its peak.

One wanted to fight supernatural beings through Cultivating Immortality, and the other wanted to escape a difficult life through Cultivating Immortality.

However, Chu Mo shook his head and said, "There is no Spiritual Qi in this world. It's impossible for you to Cultivate Immortality."

Ah?

Both of them were stunned.

No Spiritual Qi, can't Cultivate Immortality?

Then how did you Cultivate Immortality?

Facing their puzzled gazes, Chu Mo didn't answer, only smiled and looked forward.

Although the two were unwilling, they were sensible enough not to ask any more questions.

Soon, the black minivan and the yellow electric scooter landed safely in front of the Investigation Bureau.

And in front of the Investigation Bureau, a large group of people had already gathered, waiting for two important figures, two figures capable of changing the world order!

As soon as Chu Mo and the others got out of the car, they were surrounded by a crowd, and Zhao Haobing, the director of the Investigation Bureau, even came forward enthusiastically to greet them.