Just as Haoyun focused all his attention on the old man's finger, the old man suddenly smiled and extended his other hand, swiftly tapping Haoyun's forehead. His movement was so fast that Haoyun only realized his forehead had been touched after the old man withdrew his finger.

"Ouch! What are you doing? You ambushed me!" Haoyun exclaimed, clutching his forehead as he fell backward. At that moment, he felt a slight electric sensation as energy quickly pierced his skull at the point where the old man had touched him, flooding his brain. Simultaneously, his entire face experienced a strong muscle spasm, as if shocked.

The old man grabbed Haoyun's arm, pulling him up, and encouraging him in a mysterious tone, "Shh... Don't be nervous. Relax, take deep breaths. Slowly open your eyes and look."

From the old man's voice, it seemed he had no intention of harming Haoyun. Moreover, the electric sensation had disappeared, leaving Haoyun's brain oddly relaxed. So, Haoyun tried to calm himself, adjusting his breathing as the old man instructed, and struggled to open his eyes. When he did, he was met with the old man's annoying smirk. Thinking the old man was teasing him, Haoyun was about to retort when the old man pointed to a patient in the ward, signaling him to look there.

With one glance, Haoyun nearly jumped out of bed in astonishment. Because at that moment, he saw several rows of prominent text scrolling in mid-air around the patients. And those texts were exactly the same symbols he had seen on that miraculous piece of paper.

But this time, Haoyun could understand these characters. They were simply introducing their basic information like names, genders, and birthdays. However, above this basic information, there was a row of ten hollow pentagrams. Haoyun quickly noticed that among these patients, some had two pentagrams filled in yellow, while others had one and a half, or half filled. In short, there were slight differences in the number of pentagrams filled in yellow or the area filled.

Haoyun stared at the information in amazement, feeling deeply shocked. He couldn't find any words to express his astonishment other than repeatedly muttering, "This is so incredible! This is so incredible!"

"How is it? What did you see?" Hearing the old man speak, Haoyun reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

But just as he did, Haoyun saw the information displayed next to the old man—Name: Dao Damei. Department: Office of Divine Officials for Capturing Mold Spirit Energy in the Spirit Realm. Occupation: Divine Official for Capturing Mold Spirit Energy. Rank: Intermediate Divine Official for Capturing Mold Spirit Energy.

(Author's Note: "This ability is pretty good, but it doesn't have X-ray vision? Ahem, ahem, I'm not the kind of person you imagine. I just think, having something is better than nothing, right? Besides, if I gave you X-ray vision, would you still refuse it?")

Seeing Haoyun staring at him in disbelief, the old man nodded satisfactorily. "Seeing is believing. Now you know I wasn't lying, and you're not crazy, right?"

"Exactly," the old man continued, "I am the legendary divine official, who despises evil, upholds justice, and hunts mold spirit energy everywhere like a god descending to earth. Oh? Wait! Not like a god, I am a divine official! My main task is to patrol the timeline within the Spirit Realm, monitor unlucky individuals or unfortunate events, investigate whether they are related to mold spirit energy, and intervene in unlucky events caused by mold spirit energy while capturing the mold spirit energy responsible."

"You can call me Divine Official or Mr. Dao, or just Old Dao! Anyway, I'm a divine official who walks the people's path, so titles don't matter to me. The more down-to-earth, the easier it is for me to hide among the people, and the more convenient it is for me to capture mold spirit energy." The old man said nonchalantly.

(Author's Note: "Surname Dao? Is there really such a surname? Or should I change it to a real surname?"

(Dao turned his head and spat, "Bah! Of course, there is a surname Dao! According to the records of Chinese surnames, 'Dao' ranks 501st, after Hu and before Yu. Are you illiterate? How can you not know these things? Still dare to write novels?"

(Author's Note: "...")

"Dao Damei, Dao Damei—" Haoyun muttered the old man's name and suddenly realized something, shouting, "Dao Damei, doesn't it sound like 'major misfortune' in homophony?! Wow, you're really worthy of being a divine official involved in unlucky events. Even your name is so refreshing and unique!"

Haoyun joked, giving Dao Damei a thumbs-up with his right hand.

Dao Damei shrugged indifferently. "Others may think it's bad luck, but for me, it's commonplace, nothing special. Well, now let's get down to business. You're my assistant now, and your job is mainly—"

"Wait a minute!" Haoyun interrupted Dao Damei, asking, "Who said I'm your assistant? How did I become your assistant? I don't remember agreeing to that!"

"It's too late!" Dao Damei said leisurely, clasping his hands behind his head. "Because I've just finished reporting to my superiors and confirmed you as my assistant! I can only confirm one assistant at a time! Do you know what a big advantage you've gained? Besides, I've also implanted your exclusive system into your brain. So, there's no choice but to appoint you!"

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"What system? What have you implanted in my brain? I refuse! I don't agree! You didn't even ask for my permission! This is a violation of my human rights!" Haoyun immediately resisted.

"Do you really refuse to be my assistant?" Dao Damei asked.

"I refuse! I reject! Hurry up and remove whatever you've implanted in my brain!" Haoyun tried to lower his voice as much as possible to avoid other patients in the ward thinking he was crazy. But at the same time, he glared at Dao Damei fiercely to convey his displeasure clearly.

"Ugh, what a hassle! Why didn't you say so earlier?" Dao Damei glanced at Haoyun, somewhat speechless.

"Well, okay. But if you want to retrieve the system implanted in your brain, there are only two ways. The first is to dig out your eyes and then extract the system along your eye sockets. The second is to wait until you die, and the system in your brain will naturally disappear. So, if you want the system to disappear from your brain sooner, I'll have to kill you!" Dao Damei pretended to be fierce and troubled.

"Moreover, I not only want to gouge out your eyes, but I also want to drain your memories. If you choose to be killed by me immediately. Then, I must also extract your soul and confine it, thereby depriving you of the right to be reincarnated. Of course, my main purpose in doing this is to prevent you from leaking secrets. So, now which option will you choose?" Dao Lao asked, pretending to be fierce and troubled.

Hao Yun's face changed drastically when he heard this, hastily touching his eye sockets and admitting defeat, "Well, well, there's really no need for that! Actually, it's quite alright, I don't seem to feel any discomfort. It's just that all of this came too suddenly. I just need some more time to digest such a huge amount of information. Hehe, hehe."

Meanwhile, in his heart, Hao Yun kept lamenting: Oh no! I'm really unlucky! How did I end up being deceived out of nowhere? This old man seems to be a real powerful being from outer space! Should I report to the police? If I report, will the police be able to handle him? If I report, will this old man retaliate against me?

Seeing Hao Yun admitting defeat, Dao Lao nodded as expected and said, "Since that's the case, come, quickly sign the partnership agreement."

With that, a soft prompt sounded in Hao Yun's consciousness, and at the same time, a flashing envelope-shaped icon appeared in the lower left corner of his vision, reminding him that he had received new information.

"All the system interfaces you see exist only in your consciousness. Except for you and other priests authorized by you, no one else will see any data displayed in your system. Now, all you need to do is focus your mental energy and silently say—'Open new message,' then you can check the newly received information in the system," Dao Lao instructed.

Following Dao Lao's guidance, Hao Yun silently said in his mind, "Open new message." A message box appeared in front of Hao Yun out of thin air.

Then, Hao Yun heard an emotionless electronic synthesized sound ringing in his mind, "Received a 'Contract of Employment in the Divine Realm of Spirits' Notice: Once this agreement is activated, it enters a permanent and irrevocable state of authorization. Please carefully read the agreement and click the 'Agree' button to confirm."

After listening to the introduction by the system's electronic synthesized sound, Hao Yun immediately widened his eyes, "Oh my goodness! Why is there only one option, 'Agree'? Do I not even have the right to refuse? This is simply coercion!"

Glancing at Dao Lao's slightly threatening urging expression and then at the employment agreement in front of him, Hao Yun could only shake his head with a bitter melon expression. Well, whether I sign it or not, there won't be much of a difference, will there? Besides, although Hao Yun was quite shocked by the series of unbelievable events that had just happened, he was also curious about the extraordinary changes happening to him.

So at this moment, Hao Yun actually knew in his heart that even if the system offered a refusal option, he definitely wouldn't choose it. Because he had a feeling that the supernatural phenomenon he was experiencing right now might be the best choice to help him out of his current predicament.

Thinking this, Hao Yun couldn't be bothered to carefully consider the contents of the agreement. After hastily reading through the agreement, he decisively pressed "Agree" in his consciousness. Immediately, a prompt appeared indicating that the contract signing was completed. Then, to Hao Yun's surprise, the system interface in front of him began to change, and he saw more system interfaces and more incomprehensible data in his eyes. These interfaces and data flashed quickly before his eyes, resembling the system retrieval performed by a computer before startup.

Finally, all the quickly flashing interfaces and data disappeared. With the prompt of the system's electronic synthesized sound, "Mold Spirit Energy Tracking System activation complete. Welcome to join the Divine Realm of Spirits! Welcome to become a Mold Spirit Energy Tracking Priest Assistant Trainee!" Hao Yun suddenly felt that his vision and consciousness were illuminated simultaneously, becoming incredibly bright and expansive.

After completing the operation on his side, Dao Lao immediately reached out his hand happily and said, "Alright, welcome to join the Divine Realm of Spirits! Now, you are officially my assistant, Hao Yun! I hope we can progress together, unite and cooperate, use the abilities given to us by the organization rationally, better fulfill the organization's task of tracking mold spirit energy, and make outstanding contributions to the peace, development, and prosperity of the Divine Realm of Spirits!"

Hao Yun reluctantly shook hands with Dao Lao, thinking to himself, "I really didn't expect it! This old man looks rough and sloppy, but when he starts talking official jargon, he's quite something!"

"So, what's next? What should I do? Oh, right. Why is this system in my brain called the Mold Spirit Energy Tracking System? What exactly is the Divine Realm of Spirits? What does it mean to be a Mold Spirit Energy Tracking Priest?" Hao Yun rubbed his temples, asking a series of questions.

"Next—," Dao Lao seemed unwilling to answer the many questions Hao Yun had just raised, he just pondered stroking his white beard, "First of all, since I've accepted you as my assistant, it's best for us to find a place to settle down. Because I need to give you some necessary training first, and after you've adapted to your new identity, then I'll formally take you out of here."

"Oh right! According to the information I just checked, don't you have a place to live? Haha! Well, that's easy! Let's go straight back to your place!" Dao Lao's eyes lit up, patting Hao Yun's shoulder happily.

Hao Yun said very unhappily, "Hey, Dao Lao! My place is rented! If you're coming to live, you better help me share some rent! No free rides here!"

As soon as Dao Lao heard this, he immediately put on a pitiful expression and said, "Uh—, I have to pay rent too? But I don't have any money? Actually, I was just passing through here, I didn't plan to stay here permanently. So, besides the clothes on my back, I have nothing else? How about this, I'll owe you for now! When I get paid next time, I'll make it up to you!"