Chapter 231: Idea
Xu Zheng and Feng Quan exchanged a glance, shrugged their shoulders helplessly, and then walked toward the pickup truck.
How to put it, Ye Zhen’s strength was strong, even among the strongest Ghost Controllers they had encountered, but this person always felt a bit off.
Just chuunibyou? But Ye Zhen wasn’t young anymore, no way…
Unable to understand, or are all stronger ones like this?
After tossing the woven bag into the trunk and securing it, Feng Quan sat back in the driver’s seat and looked at Xu Zheng: “The trunk is almost full, and there aren’t many containers left for imprisoning fierce ghosts. Where to now? Back to the command center to clear inventory, or continue searching for fierce ghosts?”
“Let me check if the command center has any instructions. If not for now, then go back for new containers.”
Xu Zheng felt his pocket and pulled out a page of old, yellowed paper.
【Near Dadong Gymnasium…】
【Supernatural fluctuation near Fuyuan Building, estimated as one C-class fierce ghost, approximate position at the Main Entrance Crossroads junction】
【Near Hui’an Estuary…】
“Three new positions have appeared.”
Xu Zheng read the contents on the paper aloud, then looked at the others and suggested, “We’re not far from that Fuyuan Building here, how about we check it out first? Solve it and then head back to the command center.”
“C-class again? Can’t we get some targets with difficulty.” Ye Zhen, arms crossed, shook his head in dissatisfaction.
Then he shook his arms, and the jeweled sword hanging at his waist automatically detached, spun a few times, and lightly landed in his hand.
“Clang—”
After a metallic screech, the chilling jeweled sword was half-unsheathed, its polished blade reflecting Ye Zhen’s sharp eyes.
“Hmph, this jeweled sword of mine thirsts for the enemy’s fresh blood, but these enemies are too boring, not even qualified to make me draw it. I think that B-class fierce ghost is pretty good, barely enough to warm me up.”
“…”
Hearing Ye Zhen’s chuunibyou remarks, Feng Quan’s eyelid twitched, feeling a pang of discomfort.
He could clearly sense that the “jeweled sword” in Ye Zhen’s hand had no supernatural aura at all, and from that friction sound, it was merely an item.
This thing wasn’t even as hard as Ye Zhen’s own fist; stabbing a person would be tough, let alone stabbing a ghost—it would probably break instantly.
So just joking…
Glancing at the expressions of the other two in the car, seeing they were also speechless for a moment, Feng Quan helplessly took the initiative: “This fierce ghost is the closest to us. If we take a detour, it might be dealt with by others before we arrive.”
“Anyway, there won’t be only these few fierce ghosts. How about we handle this C-class one first this time, then pick a stronger one next wave?”
After hearing Feng Quan’s explanation, Ye Zhen didn’t refute, merely frowned with a displeased expression as he sheathed the sword: “Then head to that Fuyuan Building first.”
He was just a bit chuunibyou, not completely unable to listen.
Moreover, Ye Zhen had a better idea himself.
Just one C-class fierce ghost wouldn’t take much time; solve it first, then go for that B-class one should still be feasible.
Time to get a bit serious, or some guys might still not recognize their own strength and position.
“No problem.” Xu Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. “No time to waste, set off immediately. If no surprises, it’s about three or four minutes away.”
Immediately after, he held the yellowed paper with both hands, and with a thought, lines of distorted writing suddenly appeared.
【This is Team Seven’s Xu Zheng. We’re close to Fuyuan Building, approximately three minutes to arrive】
【Team Seven’s Xu Zheng, received】
“Pretty average ability, but surprisingly useful in this environment.” Feng Quan started the car, chatting while driving.
Xu Zheng nodded only after putting away that page of paper. “No use in fighting fierce ghosts, but absolutely qualified as a communication tool.”
He even felt that Zhu Fan’s ghost notebook was far more useful than his own two wastes; the transmitted information was immune to supernatural and distance interference, and the consumption on the user was low.
At least in this event, Zhu Fan’s contribution was worth a hundred of himself.
After all, ever since Xu Zheng realized he couldn’t contribute, Ghost Pushes Person had been relegated to sulking in the pickup truck bed, doing almost nothing except watching those containers not fall off.
“Not sure if it has other uses. If it’s just communicating with separated paper sheets, then the ghost notebook’s combat ability is the weakest fierce ghost I’ve seen.” Feng Quan said.
Having traveled far and wide for so long, Feng Quan had encountered many Ghost Controllers and fierce ghosts, but none so extremely lopsided.
He even doubted if the ghost notebook could easily kill an ordinary person.
Xu Zheng nodded: “Perhaps, but without the main body in our hands, it’s hard to spot anything unusual from just this one page.”
“Let me see it.” Yue Linhai from the back seat suddenly interjected.
Xu Zheng hesitated: “This thing is still useful…”
He definitely couldn’t win a fight, but Yue Linhai had a precedent of borrowing the ghost candle and not returning it. Though he later promised Zhang Qian a supernatural item, it hadn’t been fulfilled.
Right now, they still needed this notebook paper for navigation; losing it would be troublesome.
“I see.” Yue Linhai suddenly sat back down.
Just as Xu Zheng thought he had given up, he saw Ye Zhen, who had been resting with half-closed eyes, suddenly sit up, looking at Yue Linhai with curiosity: “How did you do that?”
In Yue Linhai’s left hand, which had been empty moments ago, a yellowed hard paper suddenly appeared.
Ye Zhen was certain he hadn’t zoned out; though resting, no movement in this small space inside the car could escape him.
Action so fast it exceeded his perception limit?
“Interested in sparring with me?” Ye Zhen suddenly asked seriously.
Even if Yue Linhai’s strength was unimaginably strong, that’s what made it interesting, right?
If not forced, Ye Zhen actually didn’t want to keep playing in the shallow end.
However, Yue Linhai waved his hand with a smile. “Nah, just a little trick, nothing impressive. If you really want to spar, better find Wang Cha Ling; his strength should match your expectations.”
“Hope so.” Ye Zhen’s eyes burned like light bulbs with fighting spirit. “If that Wang Cha Ling can’t satisfy me either…”
Yue Linhai interrupted: “He definitely won’t disappoint you.”
“Hmph.”
Unable to throw his tough words, Ye Zhen was a bit unhappy and hugged his sword, shrinking back into the corner to continue resting.
Seeing his appearance, Yue Linhai found it somewhat amusing.
Wang Family first generation is above him, Ye Zhen might end up beaten into seclusion.
