"District 13?"

"Yes."

Ning Ge had no choice, carrying his suitcase, following the glasses man and the explosive head, and got into a white pickup truck.

……

The man with glasses is named Yoo So-hyuk and is a South Korean. He was 28 years old before his death, a personnel executive of a listed company, who had been dead for ten years, and three years ago he became a trainee guide for the deceased.

The exploding head has a very literary name, early summer. He has been dead for a longer time, twenty-nine years ago, sixteen years old before his death, a high school student, and now also a trainee deceased guide.

The Death Netherworld is divided into eighteen districts.

Districts 1 to 3 are aristocratic districts. Those who were at the top of the hierarchy of money and power while alive also enjoyed the same treatment when they died.

Zones 4 to 7 are administrative districts. Inhabited by managers like Liu Shaohe and Chu Xia, they maintain the order of the death netherworld.

The eighth to twelfth districts are civilian areas. People who have no criminal record during their lifetime live here and follow the rules of the netherworld.

Zones 13 to 18 are penal colonies, also known as garbage zones. There are many sins and karma before his death, and he is worthless, or he is a gathering place for the dead who have no value at present.

"I'm District 13, which means I'm worthless?" Ning Ge pointed to his nose, "No matter how I say it, I have won the Nobel Prize." ”

"Nobel Prize?" A booklet suddenly appeared in Chu Xia's hand, and after looking at it twice, "Ji Ningge, born on August 28, 20XX, ......"

"Wait a minute, my name is Ning Ge, not Ji Ning Ge."

"It's really Ji Ningge." Chu Xia said impatiently: "Do you want to listen to it or not?" ”

A bad premonition rose in Ning Ge's heart......

Sure enough, the life resume that Chu Xia said next was completely Ji Ningge's, not her Ningge at all.

What the hell is going on?

Suddenly, a picture appeared in her mind, which was the last sentence that Ji Ningge and Xiaoyou said when they left, which sentence was silent and she couldn't even see her lips opening and closing, so she didn't pay attention.

Now it is very clear in my mind - we are you, you are us!

Liu Shaohe habitually lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked at Ning Ge who was in a daze, and said, "In view of the fact that you had a small asset before your death, but you really didn't have any skills, I arranged for you to go to the thirteenth district." When you go to the thirteenth district, you can go to the Netherworld Academy to learn the same skill, and if you pass the assessment, you can enter the twelfth district. Otherwise, after one year, if there is no progress, the thirteenth district will be determined, depending on the situation, or the next level of the district, the fourteenth district. In addition, if you have made meritorious achievements or made major mistakes, you will also be promoted or delegated accordingly. ”

"Got it?" Early summer suddenly shouted.

Ning Ge looked at Chu Xia and sneered after a while, "I originally understood, but I forgot about it when you suddenly shouted." ”

Early Summer: "......"

Liu Shaohe laughed unceremoniously.

Chu Xia said impatiently: "In a word, study hard and make progress every day." ”

"Order!" Ning Ge gave a military salute to Chu Xia.

This made the early summer a mess, and finally touched his nose and looked out the car window.

Ning Ge also looked out, a field of green grass, flowers blooming, and there was sunlight overhead, but the sun was not shining under the temperature, but cold, biting cold.

Death is cold, so there is not a trace of temperature in the whole death netherworld.

She was most afraid of the cold in life, but now she is not afraid, because cold is one of the characteristics of the dead. Heat is the corrupting agent of the dead, it cannot be touched, let alone touched.

……