Chapter 251: Opening
“Uh… when do we start the plan?”
Zhang Qian was stunned upon hearing Luo Wensong’s invitation, then immediately changed the topic.
What a joke, who would want to control that Ghost Post Office?
The title of Master of the Post Office might sound impressive, but for Zhang Qian to become like Luo Wensong, unable to freely enter and exit and even restricted in taking action… forget it.
Becoming the Administrator of the Ghost Post Office might help improve his strength, but Zhang Qian felt that the boost was far outweighed by the restrictions—it was simply a bad deal.
Moreover, status often comes with obligations besides power, and the Ghost Post Office bore the functions of training newcomer Ghost Controllers and suppressing supernatural phenomena; Zhang Qian didn’t want to deal with these things for now.
Luo Wensong just smiled lightly and didn’t insist, “If you’re not willing, then forget it.”
In fact, the Ghost Post Office wasn’t prepared for Zhang Qian anyway; it was just a little joke earlier.
Restricting Zhang Qian to a supernatural land like the Ghost Post Office would be a complete waste of talent in Luo Wensong’s eyes.
He still hoped Zhang Qian could forge his own path rather than inherit the mantle of the previous generation.
If his own wouldn’t work, then those from other Republic of China Era Ghost Controllers would be even less suitable.
Seeing that these two guys had finally finished chatting, Yue Linhai withdrew his wandering gaze and responded, “Is there anything else that needs to be confirmed? If not, let’s start now.”
“Mm, let’s confirm one last time.”
Zhang Qian nodded and began discussing the details to watch out for later with the two big shots.
But the so-called plan to deal with the Ghost Ship was actually very simple.
It mainly depended on Yue Linhai and Luo Wensong’s performance; as for Zhang Qian himself, he just needed to stick an envelope on—any ordinary Ghost Controller could probably do it.
After communicating for a moment and confirming no oversights, Yue Linhai spoke to Zhang Qian first, “Then let’s begin. I’ll come to you first.”
“Okay.”
……
“Crash.”
Transparent waves crashed against the rocks, creating a mass of snow-white foam.
The distant sea surface was shrouded in thick fog, the usual magnificent view to the horizon unfortunately obscured.
Although this place was already far from the Command Center where the Ghost Ship was located, the Ghost Ship’s Ghost Domain still completely enveloped this area.
This situation wouldn’t last too long.
In a certain instant, the entire world suddenly plunged into utter silence.
The only sound left was a single light, slow set of footsteps.
As the footsteps stopped, Yue Linhai’s figure gradually emerged from the thick fog, numbly gazing at the long-vanished sun.
In his hand, he held an envelope, the supernatural item Zhang Qian had previously slapped onto him.
Although the figure in the book was just a phantom generated from the medium, this envelope had pierced through layer upon layer of obstacles like a maggot in the bone, appearing by Yue Linhai’s side.
“It’s been too long since I’ve been in contact with them. Ghost Post Office, huh—I don’t think I ever heard of it before.” Stroking the envelope in his hand, Yue Linhai seemed somewhat emotional.
But then his action suddenly paused, as if receiving some information, and he left the rocky area without looking back.
The next moment.
Yue Linhai’s figure suddenly appeared at the main entrance of the Command Center.
The situation here seemed rather bad; the thick wooden door had been attacked by some terrifying creature and was now reduced to several splintered wooden pieces lying on the ground.
There were no figures around, only some coagulated bloodstains in the grass.
Silently stepping inside, Yue Linhai ignored the traces of fire burns or mold spots on the walls.
Whatever left those traces was no longer here, and even if it was, no one could block his path.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, a large activity room appeared before Yue Linhai.
Passing through the rows of neat seats, he ascended the long rostrum.
On the rostrum, four terrifying figures holding hands formed a circle, as if protecting something or sealing some terror.
Looking at the oldest old man among the four figures, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Yue Linhai’s lifeless eyes, “So this is the method you mentioned back then? You actually pulled it off.”
Qing Yi Ancient House was located in Dadong City, and the Wang Family were the local tyrants there; Yue Linhai naturally knew Wang First Generation well, even considering him a friend.
Wang First Generation had shared his ideas back then and even asked Yue Linhai for suggestions and help, but he never expected that in the blink of an eye, that living man had turned into such a fierce ghost.
As if hearing Yue Linhai’s words, that head with sparse hair and ashen skin actually moved, its dull, dead-fish-like eyes slowly settling on Yue Linhai.
But the surroundings showed no change, not even the curtains lifted by the wind, which remained frozen mid-air without any sign of swaying.
“You can still move?” Yue Linhai was somewhat surprised.
He could see that although Wang First Generation had transformed into a fierce ghost, for certain purposes, he had willingly given up many things.
Though still terrifying, he was not as strong as in his peak days.
After thinking for a moment, Yue Linhai’s gaze fell on Wang First Generation’s hands, which tightly gripped those of the other fierce ghosts.
In his eyes, the figures of these four fierce ghosts were gradually dissipating, then constantly gathering again, condensing into an ancient clock.
Under the Wang Family’s curse, the fierce ghosts were not puzzle pieces yet better than puzzle pieces, actually able to unify part of the supernatural.
“That’s really something.” Yue Linhai withdrew his gaze, smacking his lips in some surprise.
He was well aware of Wang First Generation’s vision: to let the Wang Family pass down through generations, with each generation turning into fierce ghosts.
Just four fierce ghosts were already this terrifying; if given more time to the Wang Family, they might even rival Luo Wensong.
After all, Wang First Generation was already among the top in the Republic of China Era, not far from the pinnacle like Luo Wensong.
It was indeed a way to resolve supernatural issues.
Yue Linhai knew that supernatural phenomena from the Republic of China Era had actually been suppressed by those few, and the reason they couldn’t completely resolve them was simply because human lifespan has its limits.
If the Wang Family’s method succeeded, it would be equivalent to creating an immortal Luo Wensong; perhaps unable to prevent the birth of supernatural phenomena, but any that emerged could be suppressed in an instant.
It’s just that it took a bit too long to accumulate…
Shaking his head, Yue Linhai turned his gaze to the photograph in his hand.
The seal formed by the four Wang Family fierce ghosts couldn’t stop him; taking out this photograph was just a simple matter.
Without further hesitation, Yue Linhai’s figure gradually dimmed as he slowly infiltrated the interior of the Ghost Ship.
