Damn, Fed by My Students Again

What kind of battle mode?

After being severely reprimanded, Ruan Haotian finally behaved himself. The two ghost messengers were not to be trifled with in terms of combat power. Being just an ordinary person, he knew he couldn't win.

"This is one of the anomalies of this case. Hurry up and activate the battle mode," said the two ghosts who had already probed the point, leading Ruan Haotian to one of the most luxurious villas in the residential area of City Z, pointing to a house ahead.

"Is there a dead person?"

"Of course, do you think we came here to kill the living?"

Asking a rhetorical question, Ruan Haotian decided it was better not to talk too much. As for how to activate the battle mode, he really had no idea. In the end, after the two ghosts worked on him for a while, he felt a different kind of power.

"This can be considered a rookie training. You did well this time. After this, I will file a special request for you. Then you'll be able to activate the battle mode easily."

Saying this, the ghost messenger made Ruan Haotian feel a different power coursing through his body.

"This is a special process to release the disguise of your body in order to bring out all its potential. What you need to do now is to set the appearance of your battle mode."

"Just like a video game? How do I set the appearance?"

"Think about it, idiot."

Just think about it? It sounded too casual. Does this mean he could transform into a giant like Ant-Man or something? Of course, Ruan Haotian didn't dare to play around like that. He was not facing a monster of hundreds of feet tall. Being transformed into a giant like Ant-Man would be too much. But since he was going to work with the ghost messengers now, he might as well transform into a spiritual guide.

Several images flashed through his mind, and finally, Ruan Haotian's body slowly became robust, the light covering his whole body dimmed, and he looked completely different, standing seven feet tall with solid muscles, wearing a blue priest's robe.

"Uh, this works? And isn't this battle mode a bit too impressive, directly able to change even gender? Does that mean I can live like this in the future?"

Ruan Haotian was overjoyed. If he had known his body could change appearance like this, he would have just changed back to his original self, right? These two ghost messengers were really teasing him, not telling him anything, and even turning his restored body into a small girl. How wicked.

"Look at you looking so foolish, I feel like smacking you. Can you be persistent in battle mode all the time? Feel the energy in your body. When the energy runs out, you won't be able to maintain this form anymore. And your usual appearance is set to be harmless and sympathetic, very easy to attract sympathy among people, just to better conceal your whereabouts in the crowd. Do you really want to live in battle mode? You're so stupid."

Alright, after being criticized harshly, Ruan Haotian knew he had been presumptuous again. But being criticized directly also proved that it wasn't a big deal. So he decided to continue his work.

"Let's continue doing our job."

"When we go in later, we can't talk openly. You figure out a way to get the soul of the deceased to follow you."

"Why can't you guys talk in there? I have no experience!"

Why on earth were the ghost messengers making him, a mortal, take the lead in the case? And looking at the way these two stood firmly behind Ruan Haotian, it seemed like they were a strong support for him, even activating the battle mode. Could it be… dangerous?

"You'll get used to it. Ghost messengers can't lie. You'll know what's going on once we get inside. We can't speak openly during these times. But your special identity allows you to lie freely. Just convince the person to come with us by any means necessary." The two ghost messengers pushed Ruan Haotian and they quickly passed through the wall and entered the villa before them.

The villa was beautifully decorated. It must have cost several million or even tens of millions. Ruan Haotian had never thought he would one day be able to stroll inside such a place.

"Uh, they can't see us?" As they entered the house, Ruan Haotian was flabbergasted. They had passed through the bathroom on the ground floor, where a girl was squatting on the toilet, impatiently browsing her phone, making Ruan Haotian feel a bit embarrassed.

"As long as we don't interfere with reality, ordinary people subconsciously ignore us. There have been descriptions in ancient times about this situation, called 'a leaf hides Mount Tai.'"

"..."

Shrugging, Ruan Haotian cautiously skirted past the girl. He curiously glanced at what was on the girl's phone; she was posting on social media with a sensational caption—"My old man died and he actually invited a bunch of people for a funeral ceremony. I can't take it anymore, proof attached."

Below was a photo of a group of people in white robes conducting a mass. Ruan Haotian found it a bit annoying and couldn't help muttering, "Hey girl, that's not a funeral ceremony, it's a mass."

Unaware that this single sentence interfered with reality, the girl on the toilet shivered as if lamenting, feeling pitiful. Then a blue shadow seemed to pass through the door of her bathroom, almost making her scream. Her dad had just passed away—was this a ghost encounter?

"Hurry, the person's soul is upstairs. Get him to follow you. The faster, the better." The two ghost messengers impatiently nudged Ruan Haotian, and the three quickly went up to the second floor.

The mass continued on the ground floor, reciting annoying scriptures constantly. Finally, on the second floor, Ruan Haotian saw the soul, and to his surprise, the deceased man, who looked to be in his fifties, had the appearance of a child in his teens, looking quite pleasant.

"The soul doesn't lie, and not everyone will grow older over time. So, he appears as his true self now. Go and comfort the child."

The two ghost messengers had a field day whispering in Ruan Haotian's ear, then fell silent.

Puzzled, Ruan Haotian took a step forward, and before he could speak, the soul said, "Who are you? Are you an angel sent to take me to heaven?"

"..." To heaven? No, no, no, buddy, I'm here to take you to the underworld. Also, this storyline isn't right. Why would you, as a person from Huaxia, want to go to heaven?

Ruan Haotian then understood the two ghost messengers' plan earlier. The reason the soul didn't go with the ghost messengers was because, even though this person was from Huaxia, he was not counted as a Huaxia ghost since he was a non-believer in the Western sense, making it impossible for Western ghost messengers to come and take him. So, they used Ruan Haotian to deceive him into coming along instead.