Divine might forsakes the world, unrivaled dominance reigns over mankind.

Chen Sheng had always thought the daily life of the people behind this healing game was promising, but he never imagined the planners would be so ruthless.

After he agreed to Xu Guanyan's request, it took less than an hour for his wanted poster to be revoked, and he was reinstated as an officer at the Upper Three Rivers City Police Bureau. Not as a probationary officer, but as a junior officer!

While “Chen Jue Shen” had spent years unable to become regular staff, just one word from Xu Guanyan was enough for Chen Sheng to be made official. What’s more, upon receiving his appointment, he was immediately placed half a rank above his peers because he had been assigned to the Bureau’s Spirit Investigation Unit.

This world was steeped in the bizarre, so any organization dealing directly with the supernatural, or even specializing in it, naturally held considerable status. The Police Bureau was no exception.

The Spirit Investigation Unit was considered the core department of the Police Bureau. In every city, this team comprised not only ghost tamers but also individuals or objects with peculiar abilities. Every member held a token that served as proof of their identity.

With this token, one could communicate on equal footing with most spirits. Many cases of serial killings by ghosts had been abruptly stopped, and without exception, it was always a member of the Spirit Investigation Unit, wielding their token, who persuaded the spirits to depart on their own.

Even the most vicious, bloodthirsty revenants might abandon their killings because of this token. It was an unfathomable phenomenon!

Yet most spirits chose to respect the token, as if obeying some unwritten law.

This alone was proof of how extraordinary the Spirit Investigation Unit was. But for Chen Sheng to go from a doomed, top-level wanted criminal to a full member of the Spirit Investigation Unit, all because of one telegram from Xu Guanyan!

Chen Sheng had seen that telegram himself. Xu Guanyan merely expressed doubt over “Chen Jue Shen’s” wanted status and praised his loyalty and capability.

This was the power of privilege. Even knowing in his heart that this was only a game, Chen Sheng couldn’t help but feel awed.

Because… it was just too real!

Then, Chen Sheng “logged out of the game.”

He had work the next day!

…

Removing his gold-rimmed glasses, Chen Sheng put on his original black-framed pair.

He blinked, adjusting to the change.

He’d bought these black-framed glasses three years ago at the optician’s. After three years, the corrective effect had faded a bit—his nearsightedness had worsened slightly.

But it didn’t affect daily life.

He glanced at the time—just as he expected, it was already past midnight. Stretching, he prepared to sleep.

Early the next morning, Chen Sheng rose before dawn, left a breakfast for a certain girl, and then headed out, driving to the hospital.

After that, it was a typical day for an ordinary office worker.

Everything seemed to return to normal: no police at his door, no suspicions of hauntings, no strange or illogical occurrences.

Reality might not always need logic, but most of the time, it did.

After work, Chen Sheng returned home, greeted by the aroma of delicious food.

Opening the door, he wasn’t surprised to find that the girl had once again invited someone over to cook.

“You don’t have to go to such trouble,” he said, mouth full of oily food, the words a polite contradiction to his true feelings. Such was the hypocrisy of adulthood.

But the girl seemed not to hear him, resting her chin in her hand as she watched him, casually suggesting, “Old Chen, how about I play the game with you later?”

“Didn’t you say the trip was too long? You couldn’t make it?” Chen Sheng asked.

“I’ve been on the road this whole time!” Yu Youxin replied, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. It was an excuse she’d made up on the spot.

In truth, after last night’s unexpected emotional stirrings—well, not exactly “lust at first sight”—she found that the injuries from years ago, caused when her pregnancy was violently interrupted, were suddenly beginning to heal, no longer deteriorating!

As a result, her abilities had grown; she was no longer limited to using ghost arts that didn’t sap her energy, like the “Four Poems for the Living.” Now she could also perform techniques like “Shadow Steps Return to the Mountain, Pursuing Moon Back to the Heavens,” which required energy expenditure.

“Shadow Steps Return to the Mountain, Pursuing Moon Back to the Heavens” was an art dealing in the void.

If she used it, she could traverse the nether void in a short time and appear near Chen Sheng.

That was why she dared to say such things to him.

Of course, using it would leave her weakened again.

“So, where are you now? I’m on my way back to Upper Three Rivers City—I just got my job back, and I’m now a member of the Spirit Investigation Unit,” Chen Sheng said, his enthusiasm bubbling over as he recounted his experiences.

When it came to romance, his theory was impeccable, but his practical skills were abysmal—and he was timid to boot.

But playing games together? That was no problem!

Chen Sheng was counting on Yu Youxin, the “seasoned player,” to guide him.

He had to admit he was terrible at this; despite playing for so long, he still hadn’t figured out the healing game, nor had he explored its world thoroughly.

Adults, after all, relied on others to play games—no shame in that.

“Aren’t you still wanted?” Yu Youxin asked, curious.

She couldn’t help but be surprised; until recently, Chen Sheng had been on the run—a wanted criminal, an adversary of the Police Bureau.

And now, suddenly, he was back on the inside?

The change was drastic!

It was as if the mastermind behind a bank heist in a cop movie suddenly became a high-ranking official in the local government!

It was almost unbelievable.

“Well, here’s what happened…” Chen Sheng began, recounting everything—from his trip to the haunted town of Jinzi to his encounter with Xu Guanyan after leaving, skipping over some details but covering all the key points.

The girl listened, then blurted out, “Chen Jue Shen?”

Her beautiful almond eyes widened, her porcelain-doll face tinged with disbelief.

“What’s wrong? Is the background identity the game gave me some kind of hidden Easter egg? Like a special ability I haven’t awakened yet?” Chen Sheng asked eagerly.

After all, even the “seasoned player” was shocked by the name.

Yu Youxin’s expression grew strange as she glanced at Chen Sheng, considered for a moment, then decided to let him keep misunderstanding. She said, “The name Chen Jue Shen is indeed special—it’s connected to the Twelve Critique Verses.”

“Twelve Critique Verses?”

“Divine Warrior forsakes the world, peerless and dominant over humanity.”