Chapter 139: Redirecting The Trouble
In the nearly stagnant atmosphere, a baffling musical sound suddenly emanated from the corner of the meeting room.
Looking toward the source of the sound, a middle-aged man in a suit appeared at some point, seemingly observing the turmoil in the hall.
Could it be a leader from headquarters?
Various gazes temporarily shifted away from Ye Zhen, scrutinizing this man of unknown identity.
Dressed in formal attire, he seemed out of place with the environment here, more like a successful businessman or politician than a desperado-like ghost controller.
All sorts of speculations arose for a moment, but no one knew that this man named A Wu was inwardly cursing his luck, lamenting having such a boss.
“I’m such a fool, really. I only knew Boss Ye wouldn’t act low-key when going out, but I didn’t expect him to show off even in a place like this. Sometimes it really feels quite embarrassing…”
“Alone at the summit, cold wind constantly blowing past from the side…”
Behind A Wu, a massive radio stood in the wall corner, its two horns constantly vibrating, with unreasonable singing like the accompaniment for square dance ladies dominating the entire space of the meeting room.
More and more ghost controllers came to their senses, their gazes toward A Wu carrying some strange meaning.
Facing the numerous looks as if he were a fool, A Wu’s mouth twitched, then he kept a taut face, showing no expression of shame or the like.
As Ye Zhen’s subordinate, he had done such embarrassing things not a hundred times but at least eighty, and his sense of shame had long been cast aside completely.
Ye Zhen listened to the timely playing BGM and couldn’t help casting an appreciative glance at A Wu.
A Wu didn’t want to pay attention to this fool, keeping a straight face as if it were none of his business, hands clasped behind his back, head tilted up counting the pull rings on the curtain.
The singing went on without stopping for a long time.
During this time, Ye Zhen didn’t speak, just standing on the seat back with an icy cold expression as if his anger had not subsided.
The other ghost controllers dared not make a sound even more, afraid that making the slightest movement would be defined as provocation by this madman.
“So-called ghost wind… nothing more than this.”
Until one song ended, Ye Zhen finally spoke.
His gaze swept over every ghost controller one by one, all of them lowering their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
“Fang Shiming was once as famous as me, but now it seems our gap is like a chasm, our strength no longer in the same dimension.”
The deliberately lowered voice sounded somewhat hoarse, the icy cold tone indifferent and aloof, like a swordsman invincible in the world, hard to find even an opponent.
“If Fang Shiming is like this, you all need not be mentioned.”
At this point, a trace of regret appeared on Ye Zhen’s face.
“I finally found a breakthrough, thinking it would bring a hearty battle, but unexpectedly there’s not even anyone fit to be my opponent. This so-called major supernatural event doesn’t even have a fierce ghost, just a torn photo.”
“You all disappoint me too much. If that Cao Yan Hua weren’t absent, I would definitely question him face to face!”
Between his words, Ye Zhen didn’t take the ghost controllers present seriously at all.
Feng Quan didn’t take it to heart, but when he looked at Yue Linhai beside him, he found that Yue Linhai showed no angry or fearful expression, but rather eyes gleaming, staring straight at Ye Zhen.
Feng Quan had seen that look before; it was exactly like his cousin at home encountering a beloved toy.
After thinking, Feng Quan still took the initiative to speak: “Aren’t you angry? He included you in his scolding too.”
“Pretty good.”
A smile whose meaning was unclear hung on Yue Linhai’s lips. “At least he’s more interesting than most of you. Having seen plenty of timid old turtles who hesitate at every step, such free-spirited people are rare.”
“Just don’t know how far he can go; people like this don’t survive well in supernatural events.”
But being able to grow to controlling two fierce ghosts with such an attitude only highlighted Ye Zhen’s extraordinary nature even more.
Moreover, these two ghosts were one for attack and one for defense, not only having attack power to knock down other ghost controllers with one punch, but also defense power to withstand attacks from other ghost controllers; it could be said to be all-around development.
In Yue Linhai’s view, that ghost with enhanced attack power wasn’t anything special, after all, fierce ghosts never lacked certain death attacks—though hard to control, with time and numbers there, there were always quite a few lucky ones.
On the contrary, that defense power even shocked Yue Linhai somewhat.
Unless necessary, ghost controllers rarely took attacks from other fierce ghosts head-on; even Yue Linhai, when facing the combined assault of Zhang Qian and Xu Zheng earlier, his first reaction was to dodge rather than take it head-on to show off.
After all, compared to their own attack power, a ghost controller’s defense power could be very weak, fragile like a glass cannon.
“Hey, you two, do you have some issue with me?”
Noticing the two’s whispering.
Ye Zhen, who had just been acting aloof, broke character in a second, somewhat displeased as he stepped over the numerous seats to Yue Linhai’s side.
“Do you want to have a fight with me too?”
Feng Quan silently dodged to the side, somewhat curious what strength Yue Linhai would show.
But Yue Linhai’s reaction disappointed him.
“No, no, you’re too strong; I can’t beat you.”
Yue Linhai waved his hands repeatedly, but then as if recalling something, suddenly suggested, “But I do know a very strong person. After this supernatural event is resolved, I can introduce you two to each other.”
“Hope it’s not some third-rate goods.” Ye Zhen snorted coldly. “Tell me about it first.”
“Don’t worry, absolutely strong enough.”
Yue Linhai smiled with schadenfreude. “His name is Wang Cha Ling. See those four fierce ghosts? All are his subordinates.”
At the same time.
In another small meeting room of the command center, several figures sat around the long table, discussing countermeasures for this sudden event.
Many people were participating in this meeting, not only ghost controllers on site, but also high-level headquarters personnel and main members from various departments.
Some weren’t on site, but they had a mobile phone belonging to them, relaying everything in the meeting room.
At the lowest end of the long table, a ghost controller in uniform was reporting the situation.
“Deputy Minister Cao, we have already used various underground parking lots as bases to set up many temporary shelters. Each shelter has a specialist responsible for management, warning the masses about precautions when encountering fierce ghosts.”
“According to statistics, most of the residents in the core area have evacuated from their homes into shelters. Some ghost controllers have been dispatched to various places for guard duty.”
This ghost controller held an old leather notebook in his hands. Strangely, there were no words on it, only patches of yellow stains left by time.
This didn’t seem to affect the ghost controller’s reading. After a pause, he continued to add.
“Besides the residents of the core area, the residents on the outskirts of Dadong City have also received warnings not to go out. As long as this event can be resolved quickly, there shouldn’t be too many casualties.”
