Chapter 190: Summoning Spirits
In the instant Zhang Qian locked eyes with that eyeball, the Ghost Eye Attack had already silently launched.
The world in Zhang Qian’s eyes suddenly seemed like it had a filter pulled over it, with the light in the scene gradually dimming, as if it was about to plunge into darkness.
Once the field of vision turned completely black, it would mean the attack had succeeded.
Judging from those Headworms that died miserably, the outcome of being attacked definitely wouldn’t be good.
“It can launch an attack from afar, and though the cause of death is unknown, it’s still very terrifying.”
Zhang Qian ignored the changes in his vision and simply walked over, then easily grabbed the Mannequin’s neck.
“Unfortunately, this Ghost Eye’s wind-up seems related to the strength of the attack target. Killing those worms only requires making eye contact to complete the attack, but against other things, it’s a bit lacking…”
The Ghost Eye Attack was still continuing, and at this point, even averting his gaze would have no effect.
The attack had already been established, so even if he fled to the ends of the earth, as long as the eyeball was fully occupied by the pitch black pupil, the attack target would immediately die.
This was a Certain Death attack, and to survive, perhaps only a completely sealed golden Safe House could block it.
There naturally was no Safe House on the Ghost Ship, and even if there was, there was no need to hide from such an attack.
Seeing that the True Qi surging from his hand couldn’t suppress the Mannequin’s resurgence, Zhang Qian simply stopped holding back.
A layer of True Qi suddenly appeared on his face, and a black-and-white Fierce Mask flashed by.
Although it was only an instant, it was enough to defeat the Ghost Eye Attack.
After all, Zhang Qian’s purpose wasn’t to kill the Mannequin, but to awaken its consciousness and probe for other clues.
The next moment.
The Ghost Eye seemed to see something that couldn’t be looked at directly; the pupil, which had already expanded to half size, suddenly contracted sharply, shrinking back to the size of a needle tip.
Not only that, the originally very eerie eyes now looked like they were covered in a layer of dust, appearing dull and lifeless like dead fish eyes.
“No need to use so much force, right?”
Zhang Qian was somewhat puzzled, feeling like the force he used wasn’t that great.
It couldn’t be that he had unknowingly gotten stronger again, could it?
He shook his arm and saw the Mannequin limp in his hand with no intention of moving; Zhang Qian grew even more suspicious that he might have accidentally killed it.
However, the Mannequin was a Fierce Ghost, so it shouldn’t be that easy to kill.
“Whatever, I’ll take it step by step.” Zhang Qian shook his head helplessly.
Dropping the Mannequin definitely wasn’t an option; he was still counting on it to learn about the Ghost Ship.
For now, he could only carry this thing on him and see when it would recover its consciousness.
But before that, there was one more thing to handle.
Zhang Qian held the Mannequin in his hand and reached out his sinful claws toward that dazed eyeball.
Since the Mannequin had already lost control, there was no need to provide it with the Ghost Eye as a weapon.
Even if the Ghost Eye’s supernatural power wasn’t strong, this thing could still cause trouble by backstabbing at other times.
Who knows when Zhang Qian might be locked in a fierce battle with a Fierce Ghost and get done in by this thing.
However, the instant Zhang Qian’s finger touched the Mannequin’s eye socket, that bit of pitch black pupil suddenly moved again.
It came alive?
At the same time, the Mannequin in his hand struggled, only calming down again after he increased the True Qi output.
“Creak—”
No, Zhang Qian first dug out that Ghost Eye.
However, even after leaving the Mannequin’s control, this eyeball remained restless.
Opening his palm, Zhang Qian saw this thing rolling around in his palm like a small ball, occasionally trying to aim its pupil at him.
This situation hadn’t happened before…
“The Ghost Eye seems to have become more active. Why?”
If there was anything special, it was probably that strange singing.
Casting a wary glance at the Dancer, Zhang Qian figured out the Mannequin’s current situation.
After all, it was a human consciousness controlling a Fierce Ghost’s body. Normally, this body was quite obedient, but now it seemed to have broken free from the consciousness’s control under the influence of the singing.
Recovering shouldn’t be difficult; probably just needed to suppress the Fierce Ghost Revival.
“Squeak!”
The hand wrapped in True Qi squeezed the Ghost Eye, making it screech; Zhang Qian felt something wet and sticky drip onto his hand.
A few seconds passed.
Opening his hand again, the Ghost Eye had indeed gone still for the time being.
“Theory checks out; time to try it on the Mannequin.”
Seeing the attempt succeed, Zhang Qian didn’t hesitate and increased the True Qi output in his hand.
Time was tight now, so he didn’t use the gradual method he did when treating patients before; he just cranked the power to maximum.
Anyway, the Mannequin was a Fierce Ghost, so it should be much tougher than an ordinary person.
While suppressing the Mannequin, Zhang Qian didn’t idle and started checking if other things on him had any issues.
After all, many things were scavenged from the aisle, so their main bodies should also be Fierce Ghosts.
However, upon checking, aside from the Ghost Map being somewhat curled up and unable to stretch out, and the Ink Jade’s temperature slightly lowering, nothing else had changed.
Maybe because they had been in a crashed state for too long, they couldn’t be awakened in a short time?
“Still can’t let my guard down, or if these Fierce Ghosts revive around me, I won’t even have time to react.”
After thinking, Zhang Qian took out that Golden Handgun.
The bullets were already spent anyway, so perhaps it could be modified for other uses.
Ejecting the magazine, Zhang Qian grabbed it with one hand while pressing his thumb against the middle of the magazine.
The force in his hand gradually increased, leaving a clear fingerprint on the golden surface; then, the magazine began to bend until it snapped completely.
Checking the length of the remaining magazine half, Zhang Qian nodded in satisfaction, then reloaded it.
The space freed up by that half magazine was fully utilized by him, perfectly fitting one eyeball and one piece of Ink Jade.
“Counts as a simple Container. This way, even if the Fierce Ghost tries to Escape, I can detect it early—a warning system.”
But this Ghost Map’s size was too big, making it a bit tricky to handle…
He definitely couldn’t bear to throw it away, but carrying it like this seemed a bit unsafe.
Just as Zhang Qian was hesitating, the Mannequin in his hand had completely gone still.
The supernatural suppression had taken hold, but Zhang Qian could feel the Mannequin’s supernatural power hadn’t fully disappeared; a portion was still active.
However, this active portion was now under the Mannequin’s consciousness control, so it didn’t randomly attack Zhang Qian.
Normally, the Mannequin should wake up.
But now, not only did the Mannequin not speak, it had even closed its eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep.
