Rewrite My Fate to Become the Daoist Ancestor

Chapter 233: Chapter 223: Relevant Departments: Reincarnator? First, Complete the Record

[Main task has been completed, points reward of thirty million, and an S-class authority once.]

[Return immediately?]

"No."

Ning Xunqiu didn’t choose to return in his heart; if he goes back now, he’s not sure he can catch the Main God.

The value of this world’s mystery is high, becoming the source of mystery, there’s a probability of it spawning "Golden Life."

Ning Xunqiu opened his mouth and inhaled, only to see the billowing black fog like tide flooding into his body.

As the black fog was devoured, the entire school began to collapse.

Meanwhile, outside, the sunshine remained bright; on the ground, countless people lay densely—students, workers, professionals, and even people with other skin colors...

Ning Xunqiu’s gaze swept over, seeing at least ten thousand people crowding this piece of empty ground. Among them, some were in a coma, some were struggling helplessly, shouting "ghost," some were covered in blood and dying, and only a few could barely stand.

People who died in the black fog couldn’t be considered dead; rather, as described in "Nonexistent Person," their existence disappeared.

Ning Xunqiu had already mastered the red mystery, returning each "existence" devoured by the black fog.

"Did we get out?"

"Teacher Ning just solved that so-called mystery so easily."

Fang Yuechan, Yue City, Wang Liang, and a group of students looked up at the sunshine; it was now noon.

"It’s over..."

Hearing everyone’s joyful voices, Zhang Wei’s eyes filled with dazzling white light; he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the white sky, somewhat dazed.

Yue City noticed Zhang Wei’s anomaly, "Zhang Wei, everyone got out alive, why aren’t you happy?"

"Because Teacher Ning is no longer here..."

Zhang Wei’s voice was low and oppressed; he turned slowly, his gaze shifting towards the source of the voice but suddenly halted when he saw that familiar figure beside Yue City.

He paused, raising his voice a few pitches, "Teacher Ning, why do you seem completely unharmed?!"

Zhang Wei glanced around, seeing densely packed shadows lying on the ground; his gaze fell ten meters away on a person, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Chang Liwei? How is that possible? Wasn’t he dead?

Zhang Wei’s heart was horrified, looking at several people next to him.

He saw the corpses with his own eyes, heads without bodies, horrific, apparently killed by Ghost Slave, yet now appearing here completely unharmed.

Resurrected from death?!

"Could it be I’m still inside the black fog? I didn’t escape?"

Zhang Wei shivered all over, beginning to doubt himself.

He looked at the crowd, stepping back several paces, his mood plummeting like a roller coaster. As an ordinary person, he couldn’t bear it; his eyes blacked out, and he fell straight down.

"Zhang Wei, what’s wrong with you?!"

"Such little endurance, yet calling himself a reincarnator..."

A final echo of classmates’ calls lingered in Zhang Wei’s ears, followed by endless darkness.

"Di~Wu~~Di~Wu~~"

...

"Uh..."

Zhang Wei slowly opened his heavy eyes, vacantly staring at the unfamiliar ceiling above, slowly lifting his hand, the wounds bandaged, his body aching in waves, consciousness clear, five senses normal.

"I can’t believe I’m still alive..."

"Classmate, you’ve finally woken up. Come over to make a report, and you can go home." At that moment, a steady and powerful male voice sounded in his ear.

Zhang Wei struggled to get up, his gaze falling on the uniformed man working at the desk not far away, saying, "My name is Zhang Wei, I’m a reincarnator, I have extremely important matters to report immediately to the country."

"Make the report first." The man didn’t even lift his head.

Zhang Wei took a deep breath, said seriously, "I, Zhang Wei, reincarnator."

The man finally raised his head, his gaze calm as water, saying blandly, "I know you’re a reincarnator, I also believe you are. But over the past days, there have been at least eighty or a hundred reincarnators."

"Not surprising."

Zhang Wei was stunned, just wanting to speak, but the man seized the chance to speak:

"Are you going to say the mystery has resurrected, in ten years the apocalypse will come, plus a bunch of other things, like I’ll become someone big in the future, the nation needs to prepare early..."

"...What? How do you know?!" Zhang Wei said in shock.

"Your reincarnator identity is too ordinary. If it’s more special like some Mystic Sky Martial God, Nascent Soul Ancestor, Celestial Demon Saintess, those are prominent figures in another world. But here, you all have to queue up obediently." The man shook his head helplessly.

"Can’t be helped, [Relevant Departments] only have me at Zhenhua Police Station, can’t finish your reports. The upper ranks haven’t hired more people to handle such special events."

Zhang Wei listened in a fog.

Mystic Sky Martial God? Nascent Soul Ancestor? Celestial Demon Saintess? What’s happening in this world?

In the last life, he served as Baozhou City’s Defender General, already one of the top figures of his time, how come he never heard of people from other worlds?

Also, Teacher Ning could seal the Celestial Calamity mystery unscathed, why would he disappear for ten years in the last life, and there’s the resurrected classmates.

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Wei’s mind.

"First make a report." The man’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

Zhang Wei’s head was dizzy, he got up muddled, making a simple record.

"Classmate, as a reincarnator, you need to register your own superpowers." The man looked at the report, reminded him.

"Superpower?"

"Ability beyond ordinary."

"I don’t have superpowers." Zhang Wei hesitated for a moment, honestly said. The only deceitful object had already been used up to escape from the mystery.

"After that, as long as you don’t break the law, you can continue a happy life like an ordinary person." The man gave him a strange glance, marking on the report.

Zhang Wei craned his neck to see a statement, comprehensive assessment "E."

"E?"

The man explained, "[Relevant Departments] categorize these special existences into ABCDE, above that there’s an S-class, although you’re reincarnator, you don’t have ability, still an ordinary person, hence an E-class."

He paused, continued:

"By the way, classmate, you’re a good kid, if you later encounter S-class superpower users, those similar to Mystic Sky Martial God, Nascent Soul Ancestor, Celestial Demon Saintess, those strong figures from another world, if they misuse their power, it’s too destructive to society."

"If you know about it, definitely report to us, of course, there’s quite a bonus for you."

Strong figures from another world?

Zhang Wei nodded, then curiously asked, "Is Teacher Ning’s ability S-class?"

"S-class?" The man flipped through the thick report in his hand, showing a puzzled expression: "That Teacher Ning, is he also from your Zhenghua High School?"

"Yes, Zhenghua High School, the history teacher of Class 404, Teacher Ning."

"No."

"He was the one who brought the whole class out from the black fog."

The man carefully checked the report, and again pulled up his class’s history teacher from the national system, showing it was last name Li.

"Your classmates’ reports didn’t mention this person. The national system can’t find the Teacher Ning you mentioned."

"Impossible!"

Zhang Wei’s expression changed drastically. Mysteries capable of deleting and rewriting memories definitely exist, influencing hundreds, but those able to rewrite physics on a large scale are extremely rare.

"Without Teacher Ning, we wouldn’t possibly get out of the black fog."

The man realized something was amiss, his expression serious, asking:

"Classmate, this Teacher Ning you talked about, what abilities does he have?"

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