sinovels Chapter 2 Super Repatriates
Chapter 2 Super Repatriates
Those who are repatriated, as the name suggests, have the right to return to the world of the living from the Beach.
This is a power that countless souls on the Beach of the Dead envy.
Chen Wang had only seen this endless tar-covered road before, but now he was trapped in it for the second time.
He walked for an unknown amount of time, brushing past countless souls, until he finally saw his own body. Reaching the point of convergence, his soul and body connected, completing his repatriation.
……
"Huff!" He sprang up from the bed, panting heavily.
This is a very small house, located in a crowded high-rise building. The furnishings are old and the soundproofing is poor. It is his residence in Hongcheng.
"After being repatriated, I was resurrected in my own house." He touched his smooth forehead, feeling a phantom pain.
Walking to the window and pulling back the blackout curtains, the overexposed sunlight instantly stung my eyes.
The simulated sun in the dungeon, as a product of the next generation, is ridiculously powerful.
Even so, for Rainbow City, which is buried deep underground, such a sun is extremely precious.
Open the window and look at the hurried passersby below. The vast majority of them will never have the chance to see the real sunlight on land in their entire lives.
Chen Wang adjusted his mood, took off his phone from the bracelet, and started browsing various news articles, re-examining this familiar yet unfamiliar world.
Since the outbreak of Death Stranding in the Western world, the Eastern continent has also undergone tremendous changes.
Unlike the West, Eastern countries, based on the existing Domus physique, have further given rise to a new type of physique possessor: the super-powered physique.
They not only possess Dooms, but also a variety of superpowers beyond the reach of ordinary people, ranging from physical enhancements to specialization in various types of magic—they have it all.
Because of its outstanding abilities, Rainbow City invested heavily in building a superhuman dispatch center, specifically for issuing commissioned tasks to residents.
If superhumans want to learn more skills that suit them and acquire better equipment and items, they must rely on the thriving markets at all levels or the rewards from mercenary missions.
Therefore, residents post requests that are difficult for ordinary deliverymen to complete, and superhumans are happy to join the dispatch center in order to have a better life.
It can be said that superhumans changed the landscape of the Eastern world's Death Stranding.
Chen Wang spent some time organizing his thoughts, and then casually picked up the diary from beside his bed.
The diary is very new, with only a few pages filled with writing.
"I met a girl named Li Mengyao at the physical fitness test site. I want to pursue her, but I don't have any money."
"I've heard that being a delivery driver is a quick way to make money, so I'm thinking of trying out Bida Logistics, the most popular company in Hongcheng. I can't let my Dums physique go to waste!"
"I failed the 1000-meter test, and I couldn't even finish the 5000-meter run. I was eliminated from the physical fitness test..."
Chen Wang turned the page again; it was the last time he would take notes.
"Haozi is truly my best brother! He lent me his work clothes, saying he wanted me to experience the allure of delivery work firsthand!"
He rubbed his eyes and finally finished reading the crooked handwriting.
It was obvious that the Flying Car Gang casually sent away this rising delivery star so that they could conveniently travel through time.
Life used to be simple, or rather... terrible. I just drifted along, living in this tiny little place.
And now, he is not only a superhuman, but also a repatriated person with immortality.
Thinking of this, Chen Wang blinked at the window and naturally accepted this top-tier start.
He quickly started making plans.
The primary goal is to improve myself, earn money to take orders, and acquire better equipment.
With his current physical condition, passing the Bida Logistics test would be a piece of cake, but his ambitions clearly went beyond that. He turned on his phone and located the superhuman dispatch center a few kilometers away.
Let's start here!
After going downstairs and strolling through this underground modern city, Chen Wang felt as if he had been transported to another world.
Simulated sunlight, simulated blue skies and white clouds, artificially cultivated birdsong and fragrant flowers, chatting and laughing passersby, and a towering tower visible in the distance—all these elements make it difficult to associate with the chaotic scene on the ground.
He listened to the soft music playing on repeat on his phone and soon walked to his destination.
The Superhuman Dispatch Center, a magnificent building, now stood before Chen Wang.
He stood at the bottom of the extremely long staircase, mesmerized by the enormous glass wall.
Walking down the long staircase, one is greeted by a scene of dazzling splendor. The lobby alone is the size of two football fields, with various notice boards and reception desks crowded with people, and a large screen hanging in the air scrolling through all sorts of messages.
Following the signs, he arrived at the superhuman registration area and joined the queue.
"Chen Wang! What are you doing here?"
A clear female voice suddenly rang in his ear.
Chen Wang stared at the girl in the short skirt in front of him: "Who are you?"
"Wow, you're really something," the girl in the short skirt said with a smile, but her tone was somewhat sarcastic. "I saw you at the physical testing center at Bida Logistics a few days ago. You even said you'd treat me to dinner in a few days. Have you forgotten already?"
"Oh, you're Li Mengyao." Chen Wang nodded politely, recalling the description in the diary.
Li Mengyao paused, then chuckled, "Are you here to find someone or to send something? This isn't a place for ordinary people like you. If you want to post a request, come this way."
Chen Wang then noticed that Li Mengyao's light green T-shirt had the dispatch center's logo printed on it.
She works here.
"I didn't go to the wrong place, I'm here to register," Chen Wang added. "Otherwise, I can't accept the orders here, right?"
Upon hearing this, Li Mengyao felt nothing but contempt and ridicule.
She's good-looking and has a great sense of style, so she's seen too many foolish men. Chen Wang, whom she met a few days ago, with his typical humble demeanor, has long been relegated to the "backup plan" category.
Now, for some unknown reason, he's come to the dispatch center to cause trouble.
Could it be that he found out she was interning here and came here to pretend to bump into her?
She instantly imagined what Chen Wang was like in private and couldn't help but feel sarcastic:
"I've never seen a superhuman fail the 1000-meter dash!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it drew curious glances from the people in line.
Everyone looked at Chen Wang, this attention-seeking clown.
"Brother," said the middle-aged man in front of Chen Wang, "registration here isn't just about writing your name; you also have to scan it at that machine over there."
He pointed to the cylindrical machine behind the registration desk, and after a rapid spin, a passerby awkwardly emerged from it.
"Whether you have superpowers or not can be determined with a test. You can still leave now. If you get caught, it will be treated as obstructing official business."
Chen Wang patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner and said, "I'm just here to register."
The man shook his head, turned away, and ignored him.
Unable to figure out Chen Wang's tactics, Li Mengyao simply said, "If you can get through this, I'll agree to anything!"
Even so, she still felt a nameless anger rising within her, a resentment born from being unable to control the situation.
If I weren't still an intern, I would have already yelled at Chen Wang!
After a perfunctory work session, she looked at the registration desk again with a disgruntled expression.
Chen Wang had already entered the testing machine.
About two minutes later, he walked out as if nothing had happened.
The staff at the registration desk smiled and handed Chen Wang all the documents belonging to the superhuman, including qualification certificates and a beginner's guide.
"Congratulations on joining the Superpowered Personnel Dispatch Center! You can start accepting lobby commissions tomorrow. We wish you all the best in becoming a Diamond-level Special Agent!"
This is the phrase that new superhumans will definitely hear after successful certification.
The superhumans at the dispatch center are collectively referred to as "Special Envoys" to distinguish them from the "Delivery Personnel" of logistics companies. Their levels range from Bronze to Diamond, and they are upgraded based on the number of orders completed, the difficulty of the orders, and their rating.
"Thank you." Chen Wang put away the documents and left amidst the surprised murmurs of passersby.
Li Mengyao stood there with her mouth agape, completely at a loss for what to do.
"What did you just say?" Chen Wang walked up to her and teased, "Did you agree to whatever I said?"
"You..." Li Mengyao snapped out of her daze, tears welling in her eyes, "You tricked me!"
After saying that, he stormed off.
She wasn't really leaving; after all, it was still working hours, and if she just left, she wouldn't have to work anymore.
She was just angry and didn't know how to regain her lost face.
"Wait a minute!" Chen Wang called out to her retreating figure, "Do you have any requests? I've accepted them!"