"What joke is this, how could a ghost suddenly appear in the training base when everything is fine?"
Yang Jian was clutching the satellite positioning phone tightly at this moment, his gloomy face slightly unsightly.
Because of the recent encounter, he had almost been killed, just not knowing why the ghost’s target wasn’t himself but the human skin paper in his hand, and after fending off an attack, the ghost didn’t strike at him again.
Surviving was indeed mostly due to luck.
There was a slight silence on Liu Xiaoyu’s side in the communication room before she pressed her voice down and said, "There’s been a problem in the laboratory. Professor Wang had been conducting some kind of experiment, but today, no, around half an hour ago, a ghost of unknown terror level broke free from the laboratory, and the training base is the nearest place to it."
"So the top brass speculate that the ghost is very likely to head to the training base because that thing is very special and terrifying, which is why the order from above is that everyone at the training base must evacuate, saving every single person they can."
"Wang Xiaoming?" Yang Jian’s eyebrows knitted together.
"How could he make such a mistake?"
"You can’t blame Professor Wang. I heard that the laboratory had a problem while Professor Wang was away talking to you, and he’s not entirely to blame. There might be some inside story."
Liu Xiaoyu said, "Now’s not the time to talk about this. It’s great that you’re still alive. Hurry and leave the training base, this time you don’t need to rescue anyone, just ensure your own safety."
Yang Jian’s expression flickered slightly.
Issuing such an order, did it mean that the higher-ups knew the ghost’s terror level was very high and that the ghost manipulators at the training base couldn’t handle it?
But thinking of the previous situation, where it took the abilities of three ghosts to barely repel the attack of that ghost, it was indeed very dangerous.
"Wait, that failed experiment by Wang Xiaoming? The ghost breaking free, suppressing the power of my three ghosts... Damn it, that ghost couldn’t have escaped from the Ghost Coffin, could it?" Yang Jian suddenly became furious.
Linking these pieces of information together, he immediately guessed what had gone wrong.
Code: Ghost Coffin Incident.
That had once been Yang Jian’s nightmare, and its perilous degree was even greater than the later Hungry Ghost Incident and the Z City Incident to him at the time.
Because that ghost possessed an ability that made ghost manipulators feel desperate.
It could uncontestably suppress the power of your three ghosts.
In other words, if your controlled ghosts number less than three, facing that thing, you would be instantaneously killed without a chance to fight back.
But what made Yang Jian even more petrified was not just that, but the fact that this ability could grow.
If the ghost that suppresses three others successfully kills a ghost manipulator, it will then take the ghost from the manipulator’s body, and after that, the rule changes to suppress four ghosts, and so on and so forth... Once it grows to a certain level, it will become a truly terrifying and insoluble existence.
No ghost manipulator in the whole world could withstand it.
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It would be the ultimate nightmare.
"I don’t know so much information, I only know this time it’s very dangerous, Yang Jian, please run away quickly, don’t die, I beg you." Liu Xiaoyu’s voice was agitated, even with a hint of pleading.
She didn’t want to see Yang Jian die at the training base.
"It’s a bit late for that now, I was attacked by that ghost just now. I’m very lucky; the first person that ghost attacked was me, but now... the other ghost manipulators seem to be getting killed, and that ghost must have grown by now." Yang Jian looked in the direction of the dormitories.
The ghost eye on his forehead began twitching restlessly.
This was a very bad sign.
"What should we do?" Liu Xiaoyu didn’t know what to do either.
"I still have some resources left, I should be able to make it out." Yang Jian quickly withdrew his gaze, picked up the luggage bag at his feet, and then immediately started walking out of the training base.
Now wasn’t the time to worry about others.
The more people who died, the stronger that ghost’s abilities might become. Once everyone in the training base was dead, he too would surely not escape death.
At this moment, in the dormitory building of the training base,
A group of people who were about to rest had already sensed that something was off around them. They still possessed the vigilance that ghost manipulators should have, but they didn’t immediately realize that this was a prelude to a disaster, not until a desperate and miserable scream echoed near the dormitory building did everyone’s face suddenly change.
"What’s going on? Has someone been killed?"
"Damn, it can’t be a supernatural event, can it?"
"The likelihood is small, it should be like the Ping’an Hotel where a ghost manipulator died due to a vengeful ghost’s revival, which is a common occurrence. With over a dozen people together, it’s inevitable that one or two will have issues."
"No, it’s not the revival of a vengeful ghost, it must be a supernatural event."
Wang Jiang walked out from the dormitory building, his face tense and uneasy. Stepping into the corridor, he looked out into the pitch blackness, as if it was enveloped from all sides.
"I just received a call from headquarters," said someone, their face etched with fear as they put down the phone, "they told us to leave immediately, stating that a supernatural event has definitely occurred here." The gravity of the situation had been heavily emphasized during the call.
"Wang Jiang, have you seen Yang Jian?" Suddenly, Zhang Lei hurried over, urgency written across his stiff face.
"Wasn’t he at the shooting range practicing? Why, didn’t he come back with you?" asked Wang Jiang, puzzled.
Zhang Lei said, "He was indeed at the shooting range practicing when I left. I wanted to confirm if he had returned earlier. It seems that at this moment, Yang Jian is still at the shooting range."
"If he’s there alone now, the chance of a ghost attack… is high. I’m worried something might have happened to him."
Wang Jiang exclaimed in shock, "No way,"
He understood what Zhang Lei meant. If something unexpected happened to Yang Jian, the rest of them would likely not survive either, because they wouldn’t be able to fend off Yang Jian after the revival of a fierce ghost, not to mention this ghost of unknown Terror Level.
"I hope he’s alright. Now is not the time to talk about this, let’s figure out a way to get out of here first," said Zhang Lei and then shouted to the people in the dormitory below, "To be safe, we should gather together and leave. That way we can look out for each other."
Although panic and unease were rising in many people’s hearts, since the ghost had not yet appeared and they had numbers on their side, they did not feel fear or despair.
A dozen ghost hunters gathered together, believing that there was safety in numbers and that moving as a group would be secure—at least that’s what they thought.
"Okay, time waits for no one. Hurry down and we’ll meet on the first floor; then we’ll join forces to break out," someone responded from below.
"Okay."
Zhang Lei nodded and immediately prepared to quickly evacuate with the several ghost hunters on his floor.
However, before they could move, everyone’s body simultaneously shivered and then, involuntarily, they all looked up above them.
"Thud! Thud!"
Clear and heavy footsteps sounded from the rooftop.
It was as if someone was walking across the passage on the layer above.
But everyone understood.
No one occupied the floor above them, because they were on the fifth floor, which was the top floor; beyond that was only the roof.
Someone walking on the roof?
What a joke—who would do such a thing?
Zhang Lei quickly lowered his head, then looked at the others.
Extreme tension showed in everyone’s eyes; although no one spoke a word, they shared the same thought.
The ghost... had already appeared and was right on the roof.
Run!
Without any time to think, all of them started to flee quickly, and one person was even more direct, flipping over and jumping straight down from the fifth floor.
This was not a desperate gamble; the ghost hunter was confident he wouldn’t die from the fall, so he aimed to get away from the dangerous area as fast as possible.
But to the surprise of the others, before the ghost hunter reached the ground, he was suspended mid-air.
An old straw rope had descended from the rooftop, snaring the ghost hunter’s neck in an unfathomably sinister way, then immediately tightened.
What?
The others glanced back while fleeing and were instantly terrified.
That rope?
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Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang’s eyelids twitched violently.
Wasn’t that rope in Yang Jian’s hands? He had used it to bind Lin Shan when he was in a revived state at Ping’an Hotel.
Could it be that Yang Jian was dead?
There was no time to think any further, as at that moment, the ghost hunter locked by the Ghost Rope in mid-air was struggling desperately, trying to escape but failing miserably.
The other end of the old straw rope seemed to be held by someone, who was slowly dragging the struggling ghost hunter upwards.
"Help, help me."
His face turning a dark shade, the man stretched his hands towards the others in a difficult and desperate plea for salvation.