Chapter 92: Death Notice
“It’s true that there’s no way to affect me right now. But judging from the burning speed of the Ghost Candle, the Fierce Ghost didn’t leave because of the Ghost Candle. On the contrary, it has been maintaining continuous attacks.” Zhang Qian said.
The candle flame flickered, as if reminding that there was invisible Danger around.
But the burning speed of the Ghost Candle wasn’t fast, indicating that the Intensity of the Supernatural Power wasn’t great either.
This didn’t match the rumors. Could it be that the so-called Certain Death upon receiving the call only applied to ordinary people?
“Hasn’t left yet?” Xu Zheng glanced at the narrow Space around him, and the Cloak Figure beside him immediately moved.
Strands of Pitch Black Ghost Hair emerged from under the Cloak and the cuffs, intertwining together like an airtight Large Net that swept through the back seat.
If there was a ghost in Existence, even if it was invisible, it shouldn’t be able to escape this kind of search.
Unfortunately, Xu Zheng didn’t get any Information from the Ghost Hair.
“Not in the back seat. Could it possibly be outside the car or on the passenger seat?”
As Xu Zheng spoke, he was about to open the car window to let the Ghost Hair probe for Intelligence outside.
“No need to search. I Estimate the Fierce Ghost’s true body isn’t here. Maybe its Ability is very special, able to affect me from Thousands of Miles Away through the phone as a Medium.” Zhang Qian glanced at his black Screened Mobile Phone.
These Fierce Ghosts are really keeping up with the times. There was a Ghost Post Office in the Republic of China Era, and now a Ghost Call has emerged.
Will there be things like a Ghost Computer in the future?
“So what should we do now? That Fierce Ghost hasn’t revealed itself at all. Even if we want to deal with it, we have no way to start.” Xu Zheng hesitated as he retracted the Ghost Hair, slightly enveloping the car interior as a protective measure.
Zhang Qian thought for a moment and slowly said, “I want to try extinguishing the Ghost Candle.”
“Why?” Xu Zheng asked puzzledly. “You said yourself that the Fierce Ghost’s power hasn’t withdrawn. Losing the Ghost Candle’s protection means facing the Attack directly.”
“The Ghost Candle is for preserving life. We can’t just consume it meaninglessly like this.” Zhang Qian gazed at the eerie candle flame, calculating the Time in his mind.
The Ghost Candle could probably last another three hours now. If it burned out and rescue arrived, that would be fine. But in this situation, who from Headquarters could come to support? Should they go find Wang Cha Ling?
“In this situation, we can only passively take hits. The Ghost Candle has protected me, but it has also cut off my contact with the Fierce Ghost. Maybe only by coming into contact with the Fierce Ghost’s Supernatural Power will I have a Chance to counterattack. Even if it doesn’t work, there’s still the Ghost Candle as a fallback.”
“Mm…” Seeing that Zhang Qian had made his decision, Xu Zheng no longer objected and just asked, “Is there anything I can help with? Headquarters sent me to assist you, so I definitely won’t stand by idly.”
“There actually is…” Zhang Qian stuffed the Ghost Candle into Xu Zheng’s hand and instructed, “In a bit, you blow out the Ghost Candle. Relight it when I call you or if you feel something’s wrong.”
“Ah?” Xu Zheng held the Icy Cold Ghost Candle, not expecting Zhang Qian to trust him so much.
Wasn’t he afraid that he would take the Ghost Candle and run?
“Good luck. My life depends on you.” Zhang Qian handed Xu Zheng a Lighter again.
He then put his hands in his pockets, feeling two Icy Cold Envelopes.
He wondered if the Ghost Post Office could suppress the Ghost Call…
“Should I blow it out then?” Xu Zheng saw that Zhang Qian was ready and reminded him.
“Blow it.”
“Hoo—”
The candle flame went out, and that melodious Piano music once again played in Zhang Qian’s ears.
Zhang Qian quietly listened to the tune. The Sound kept echoing without any sign of stopping.
The expected Attack didn’t come, as if this Sound was just ordinary Music.
But the Ghost Candle wouldn’t lie. There must have been Supernatural Power trying to Attack him just now.
The lack of Change now was probably just because he hadn’t noticed it.
“Can’t let the Music keep layering…” Zhang Qian rubbed his ears, Feeling as if two Sounds were playing at the same time now.
Unlike the soothing start, it now sounded somewhat noisy.
“What’s wrong?” Xu Zheng immediately asked.
“The Supernatural power seems to be eroding me in some undetectable way, and this power is still stacking. If it can’t be stopped, I might die unknowingly.” Zhang Qian said.
“That serious? Should I light the Ghost Candle now?” Xu Zheng pressed the Lighter and asked.
“No rush. This Sound is just a ringtone after all, probably just to remind me to answer the call. Once I pick up, the ringing should stop.” Zhang Qian said.
According to the Ghost Story on the Forum, answering the call brings a Certain Death Curse, but that Curse seems to have a fourteen-day buffer.
It’s not much, but better than dropping dead right now.
After all, more Time means more hope, more preparation Time, and a much greater Probability of survival.
“Bzzz—”
As soon as the Satellite Phone turned on, a call came in.
“I’m going to answer it. Though the Probability is that nothing will happen, still trouble you to watch my State.”
“Don’t worry. If anything’s off, I’ll light the Ghost Candle immediately.” Xu Zheng guaranteed seriously.
With a beep, the call connected.
Zhang Qian perked up. The noisy Music in his ears indeed disappeared.
The call Time on the Screen started ticking.
But the other end of the phone was still deathly Silence. Even with speakerphone on, no Sound came through.
In this eerie Silence, the narrow back seat seemed cut off from the World. The entire car interior held only the breathing Sounds of Zhang Qian and Xu Zheng.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Until the seventh second, a slight noise finally came from the speaker.
A rustling Sound came from the speaker, as if the signal was interfered with, becoming very unstable.
A dry voice suddenly appeared, slowly uttering two words.
“Seven… days…”
This voice was indistinguishable as male or female, grating like Fingernails scraping a blackboard, or teeth-aching like unlubricated Gears.
“Beep beep beep.”
Without any extra words, the call abruptly ended.
Xu Zheng cast an inquiring gaze at Zhang Qian. “How are you feeling now? Anything off?”
“Nothing.” Zhang Qian shrugged and took back the Ghost Candle from Xu Zheng.
“It hounded you just to say a Time. This Fierce Ghost is too strange. Do you have any leads on this seven days?” Xu Zheng asked.
“Death Curse, huh. It was originally fourteen days…” Zhang Qian pulled up that Ghost Story titled Ghost Call and handed the Mobile Phone to Xu Zheng.
“From fourteen days to seven days, the Time is shortening. Could this Fierce Ghost be evolving?” Xu Zheng was somewhat alarmed. “Later on, will it become three days, one day, or even Killing without intervals…”
“We’ll talk about later matters later. I might not even survive these seven days, and I have no Ability to worry about others.”
