Chapter 250: Crucial Item
In the quiet space, Zhang Qian rubbed the letter in his pocket, thinking about possible ways to solve the problem.
The captain is not someone easy to deal with; even Yue Linhai has no confidence in handling it alone and must have Luo Wensong act together.
In the original plan, Yue Linhai should control the captain, then Zhang Qian affix the envelope, and finally have Luo Wensong finish it off.
But Zhang Qian didn’t expect a problem to arise at the very first step; Yue Linhai surprisingly couldn’t accurately invade the space inside the ghost ship.
If they couldn’t meet the captain together, the so-called plan couldn’t be implemented at all.
“This is a bit tricky…” Zhang Qian touched his chin and couldn’t help but sigh.
At this moment, the corner of his eye suddenly noticed that Luo Wensong’s figure was still upright. Leaning over to look, he discovered that this old man was resting calmly, seemingly completely untroubled.
Does Old Luo have any solution?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qian softly called out, “Old Luo, Senior Yue Linhai wants to enter the ghost ship and find the captain with me, but he can’t locate my position. Do you have any good ideas?”
Although Old Luo was restricted from acting freely, his experience was there; he might offer some different opinions.
Hearing this, Luo Wensong merely hummed lightly, not even bothering to lift his eyelid. “Didn’t you just doubt my ability? I thought you could solve it yourselves.”
“Ah?”
Zhang Qian was momentarily stunned. What kind of situation was this?
But he quickly reacted; Luo Wensong wouldn’t have taken those words to heart, right? He quickly smiled awkwardly, “How could that be? Someone insignificant like me is nothing in front of Old Luo. We definitely need your leadership to find the right method.”
He originally thought Luo Wensong was a cold and ruthless existence, but now it seemed he had a bit of humanity.
Perhaps because their relationship had gradually warmed up, and Luo Wensong had high hopes for Zhang Qian?
“Unfortunately, I can’t act freely now either, or I could just throw you both in front of the captain.”
Luo Wensong explained helplessly, then looked at Yue Linhai before Zhang Qian could despair, adding, “But even without me, you should be able to locate Zhang Qian’s position, right?”
“Hm?”
Yue Linhai paused upon hearing this, then closed his eyes, as if truly sensing some invisible connection.
However, he soon opened his eyes again and shook his head suspiciously. “There’s nothing on Zhang Qian related to me or any supernatural power; I really can’t pinpoint his position.”
“Although this space has temporarily linked us, sensing another medium through a medium is very difficult. I don’t have that ability yet.”
Not to mention himself; Yue Linhai even suspected Luo Wensong might not be able to do it. After all, they weren’t ghost controllers specialized in this area. Their sensing of mediums was stronger than ordinary ghost controllers, but compared to their own strengths, it was an absolute weakness.
Yue Linhai could sense the phantoms in this space only because his attention had always been near the ghost ship, plus the method of recording those images was extraordinary.
“He doesn’t have your things on him, but you two still have something in common.” Luo Wensong said indifferently.
“Something in common?”
Yue Linhai examined his own state, finally resting his gaze on that yellow envelope. “You don’t mean this thing, do you?”
“Correct.”
Luo Wensong nodded. “Normally, sensing through a letter can only detect the existence of the ghost post office, but I can loosen some restrictions to let you sense the envelope on Zhang Qian.”
“With that envelope as a marker, finding Zhang Qian’s position shouldn’t be difficult for you, right?”
“Wait, when did I become a delivery target?” Zhang Qian voiced his doubt.
To establish a connection, they definitely couldn’t rely on this ownerless envelope in his hand. Before it was affixed to the captain, it had almost no supernatural aspects.
Could he have unwittingly accepted the letter?
But according to Zhang Qian’s memory, he had only eaten one letter, and now that letter was probably not even ashes left.
As if seeing what Zhang Qian was thinking, Luo Wensong slightly tilted his head, his hollow eyes staring straight at Zhang Qian’s forehead. But that line of sight focused before the forehead, as if looking at some nonexistent thing.
After a few seconds, Luo Wensong withdrew his gaze and remarked with emotion, “I don’t know what method you used. Although the delivery target wasn’t you, you’ve already stolen some supernatural from the ghost post office. That’s enough for Yue Linhai to sense you.”
Zhang Qian was speechless. “It works like that too…”
It had clearly been completely devoured, yet it could still be used as a means of location.
Doesn’t that mean all his actions had been visible to Luo Wensong all along?
Ignoring Zhang Qian’s little thoughts, Luo Wensong merely cautioned, “You do have many special traits, but be more careful in your actions. In the future, without absolute certainty of victory, don’t do similar things.”
“This act of stealing supernatural is like digging flesh from a person’s body, and the wound won’t heal unless it’s a comatose vegetable; no one would let it slide.”
Back when Zhang Qian targeted the envelope, Luo Wensong had received a warning. If it hadn’t been Zhang Qian, any other ghost controller would have been crushed long ago.
Zhang Qian was lucky to encounter Luo Wensong. If it had been a more hot-tempered ghost controller, they would probably have followed that bit of supernatural power and floated over to slash him dead with one strike.
“Hiss—so dangerous.” Zhang Qian felt some lingering fear, then concernedly asked about Luo Wensong’s condition. “Then Old Luo, are you injured? If possible, I can return that portion of supernatural to you.”
Since the loss was permanent, Zhang Qian actually didn’t mind keeping the envelope’s supernatural inside him.
After all, in his view, this thing had no real use. He had only used it back then to temporarily suppress the ghost hand, but now the ghost hand was fully fused, so it would be better to expel the envelope to help Old Luo recover his state.
Having one more powerful backer was far better than a bit of pointless supernatural power.
“Heh.”
Luo Wensong smiled, his expression unchanging, but Zhang Qian felt his mood had improved slightly.
“What you stole was only the ghost post office’s supernatural, which has no impact on me. The fact that you survived unscathed shows good compatibility with the ghost post office. There might even be a chance to control the complete ghost post office in the future.”
