Chapter 135: In The End, Headquarters Falls
Ye Zhen’s complexion didn’t look too good.
Not only did that fierce ghost disappear, but the ghosts that fell from the fierce ghost also disappeared.
No one knew what method Lin Qian used, but it was so terrifying.
Thinking that he couldn’t come for nothing, Ye Zhen’s figure instantly disappeared.
Outside Da Jing City.
Three figures suddenly fell into a forest.
Wang Xiao Ming abruptly stood up, and after seeing who had arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief.
“Lin Qian… what’s going on?”
At this moment, Lin Qian’s condition was very poor, with signs of melting all over his body.
A withered hand looked extremely eerie.
“Unclear.”
Fang Shiming stood up, and Xu Zhou, with his severed arm, helped Lin Qian lean against a tree.
Fang Shiming lit a cigar and plopped down on the ground.
Xu Zhou glanced at his arm; one arm was missing, meaning he had lost one of his supernatural powers from an arm.
But it was fine; he could make up for it later by controlling a fierce ghost.
He also sat down.
As the supernatural began to calm down.
His severed arm slowly grew back.
This eerie scene didn’t surprise anyone too much.
For ghosts, having such abilities after being controlled was very normal.
But who was this person?
Headquarters had no such person.
“Lin Qian, your condition…”
Fang Shiming looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian’s current appearance was worrying.
He looked like a melting wax statue.
Of course, compared to earlier, it was better now.
“Nothing serious.”
Lin Qian moved his withered hand.
It felt no different.
There was no supernatural trace on it.
It felt just like an ordinary hand.
After suppression, he couldn’t use any supernatural powers.
The Wish Ghost’s true form and wishing ability were even more terrifying.
He still needed to find a way; otherwise, this thing couldn’t be used long-term.
Any ghost that couldn’t be used long-term was useless.
It could be used as a big killer move occasionally.
But not frequently.
Moreover, one slip-up and he’d die.
“This thing is very terrifying.”
Fang Shiming looked at the moving withered hand; he hadn’t seen how Lin Qian used it.
But it was certain that this thing had instantly dealt with those three terrifying fierce ghosts.
At the center of the hand, that unopened eye gave him a very uncomfortable feeling.
Although he hadn’t sensed any supernatural on that eye or hand.
“I know.”
Lin Qian exhaled, “Next, you guys need to protect me for a bit.”
“Right now, all the fierce ghosts in my body are suppressed; only the Ghost Messenger’s supernatural and the mask on my face still have supernatural properties.”
“Ghost Messenger…”
Wang Xiao Ming’s eyes flashed, “You do possess the Ghost Messenger’s supernatural.”
Lin Qian glanced at Wang Xiao Ming, “Professor Wang, otherwise why do you think I was unwilling to cooperate with your Ghost Coffin research.”
Hearing this, Wang Xiao Ming’s expression darkened, “Talking about that now is useless, because I…”
Lin Qian waved his hand, “It’s not because of you, but because Headquarters was too careless.”
“Zhao Jianguo was possessed by a ghost, and none of you knew.”
Wang Xiao Ming reacted, “Zhao Jianguo?”
“Could it be!”
Wang Xiao Ming suddenly thought of something, “Was it that supernatural event in the relay room?”
“Something like that.”
Lin Qian sighed, “What’s done is done; saying more is useless.”
He looked at that empty area; before this, that empty area had been a city, where a country’s capital was located.
Wang Xiao Ming became even more silent.
After a long while, he sat down powerlessly, “Minister Cao is dead.”
Hearing this, Fang Shiming was stunned.
Lin Qian was also stunned.
“How could that be?”
Wang Xiao Ming: “When we left, we encountered the Starving Ghost.”
“Li Jun’s Ghost Domain was torn open; Lu Zhiwen used his life to delay the Starving Ghost, but because the Starving Ghost was near them, Li Jun’s Ghost Domain couldn’t cover it.”
Hearing this, they all understood.
Li Jun had no choice but to take Wang Xiao Ming away.
And that was with the ability to open a Ghost Domain; without it, they all would have had to stay there.
“My condolences.” Lin Qian sighed.
Before fierce ghosts, humans were no different from ants.
In front of ghosts, no identity mattered.
Fang Shiming exhaled a puff of smoke.
He said nothing.
“Li Jun is still inside the Ghost Painting.” Wang Xiao Ming said.
No one responded; they were all very silent at the moment.
Wang Xiao Ming pondered the future; he hoped that Qin Lao could handle this supernatural event.
But he also knew this hope was slim.
If it couldn’t be handled, then…
Wang Xiao Ming closed his eyes, somewhat exhausted.
Time slowly passed.
Suddenly, several people dropped in front of them.
Fang Shiming narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly recognized these people.
Cao Yang, Jiang Shangbai, Yang Jian, A Hong, Xiong Wenwen, Li Lepeng, and a few ordinary people.
“Just you guys?”
Yang Jian’s team was fully assembled.
Except for Li Lepeng, the others seemed unharmed.
“Director Fang, the other shareholders were all eaten.”
Jiang Shangbai said with a grim expression.
Hearing this, Fang Shiming instantly stood up, “You encountered the Starving Ghost?”
Jiang Shangbai shook his head, “We didn’t encounter it, but the shareholders did.”
Fang Shiming’s expression stiffened.
He didn’t know what to say.
His circle of friends was down to two people?
Xiong Wenwen hugged Yang Jian’s leg, refusing to let go no matter what.
Next to Yang Jian was a terrified female student, and behind her a frightened young man.
“President, your condition…”
Yang Jian saw Lin Qian, and upon seeing him, he was startled.
That melting body didn’t look normal no matter how you saw it.
“The fierce ghost is just suppressed; minor issue.”
“But you.”
Lin Qian looked at the girl beside Yang Jian and the boy behind her.
“Miao Xiaoshan, my classmate; Li Yang, someone I rescued and brought out along the way.”
Lin Qian heard these two names and was slightly stunned, then understood.
Interesting story.
Yang Jian dragged Xiong Wenwen, who was hugging his leg, and sat down nearby.
“Xu Zhou, my member; Yang Jian, my member.”
Lin Qian gave a simple introduction.
Xu Zhou nodded.
Yang Jian looked at this man emanating eerie aura.
He felt slightly wary inside.
This person wasn’t weak.
Jiang Shangbai sat next to Fang Shiming.
A Hong and Cao Yang sat next to Wang Xiao Ming.
Now, they were responsible for Wang Xiao Ming’s safety.
“Li Jun sent you out?”
Wang Xiao Ming asked.
“Yes, Professor Wang. Li Jun is rescuing survivors.”
“But right now, the Ghost Messenger and Starving Ghost are rampant, with large numbers of fierce ghosts entering the city.”
“There might not be many survivors left.”
“Li Jun’s goal now is only to find surviving Ghost Controllers.”
“But…”
Cao Yang didn’t continue, but everyone knew the situation.
The Starving Ghost and Ghost Messenger were too terrifying.
“The Ghost Messenger and Starving Ghost clashed before, but both ghosts seem to have restart abilities. They recognized each other’s terror and didn’t directly confront each other; they used restart right upon meeting.”
“At that time, Li Jun and I were directly restarted in time; that’s how we avoided the Starving Ghost’s attack.”
A Hong spoke after a moment of silence.
This sounded extremely dangerous.
The scene they faced was terrifying just thinking about it.
Yang Jian and the others hadn’t encountered the Starving Ghost; following Yang Jian, plus having Xiong Wenwen, they smoothly met Li Jun along the way.
“Yang Jian, does this mean we’ve survived?”
Miao Xiaoshan asked softly; looking at the people around, none seemed normal.
“Yes.” Yang Jian nodded; now he could finally relax a bit.
Miao Xiaoshan was still uneasy.
Everyone remained very silent.
Next, people kept appearing, but rarely; in a few hours, fewer than twenty people came out.
And that was ordinary people and Ghost Controllers combined.
They grew more silent.
Some Ghost Controllers left on their own after waiting a while.
No one stopped them; everyone knew what this meant.
At this moment, inside the Ghost Painting.
“Li Jun, I’ll help you out as a backup plan, but afterward, you might die at any time to the Ghost Painting, Ghost Messenger, or Starving Ghost.”
An old man said wearily.
“Come.”
Li Jun agreed without hesitation.
The old man nodded.
The old man looked ahead.
Surrounding them on three sides were countless fierce ghosts.
The Starving Ghost and Ghost Messenger were both eating ghosts.
The Ghost Painting’s source had arrived, carrying countless ghosts.
The ghosts inside the Ghost Painting seemed to have all revived.
Even the detained ghosts had revived.
Besides that, there was a fierce ghost holding a coffin nail nearby, stirring restlessly.
The old man knew he might die here today.
His already short lifespan was even shorter now.
Moreover, both the Starving Ghost and Ghost Messenger had mastered restart, as did that fierce ghost holding the coffin nail.
Not to mention the terrifying fierce ghost detained inside the Ghost Painting.
The old man protected Li Jun.
At this moment, there were no living people here.
“How much longer do we need to wait?”
Yang Jian suddenly asked.
Beside him, Miao Xiaoshan had fallen into a deep sleep, and even Wang Xiao Ming couldn’t withstand the fatigue and had dozed off.
Lin Qian slowly opened his eyes.
“Almost ten hours have passed.”
“A single supernatural event, and such a large-scale one at that—after ten hours, everything is set.”
A Ghost Controller said.
Everyone understood what this Ghost Controller meant.
No result after so long probably meant no result at all.
“Wait two more hours.”
Lin Qian said.
Hearing this, that Ghost Controller fell silent for a moment and said nothing more.
Time slowly passed.
Two hours passed in a flash.
Once two hours were up, several Ghost Controllers stood up and left.
Lin Qian sighed.
No one stopped them; others did the same.
Those Ghost Controllers were all veteran Ghost Controllers from Headquarters.
They had made no small contributions.
Wang Xiao Ming’s gaze flickered, but he said nothing.
The Ghost Controllers soon left.
Fang Shiming lit another cigarette.
But at that moment, several boxes suddenly appeared.
Immediately after, two figures appeared.
“Damn, that was really shady.”
A familiar angry curse sounded.
Lin Qian looked up and was instantly stunned.
“Ye Zhen, you look like…”
At this moment, there was a large hole in Ye Zhen’s chest, and that hole looked very familiar.
It seemed like the work of a coffin nail.
“Don’t mention it; inside was a fierce ghost free-for-all—Ghost Painting, Starving Ghost, Ghost Messenger; three ghosts ganging up on one person.”
“And Zhao Jianguo with a coffin nail harassing from the side.”
“I went to help and got nailed by the coffin nail right away.”
Ye Zhen was extremely indignant, “Without that coffin nail, I would’ve taken out that ghost long ago.”
Listening to Ye Zhen’s complaints, Lin Qian’s eyes flickered.
It really was Zhao Jianguo.
“Zhao Jianguo?” Yang Jian’s expression changed slightly.
Li Jun looked at them standing up, his expression grave, “I only brought out these Ghost Candles and some supernatural items; the rest couldn’t be brought out.”
Hearing this, Wang Xiao Ming sighed, “That’s enough.”
Li Jun said nothing; he looked at them, “Da Jing City has no living people left.”
“Qin Lao went down with those fierce ghosts. When we left, Qin Lao was pierced by a coffin nail; he probably didn’t survive.”
Li Jun briefly explained the situation inside.
Everyone was very silent.
Li Jun looked at them, currently unsure what to do.
Though no one said it, everyone knew Headquarters had fallen.
All officials dead, only a few Ghost Controllers surviving.
What to do now?
Wang Xiao Ming and Fang Shiming suddenly looked at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian frowned slightly, “Don’t look at me; the necessary transactions won’t stop.”
Hearing this, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
With Lin Qian around, Ghost Controller output wasn’t an issue.
Sooner or later, Headquarters would be rebuilt.
“You guys talk; Ye is heading back first.”
Ye Zhen slowly backed away.
Lin Qian narrowed his eyes slightly; Fang Shiming exhaled a puff of smoke.
The two exchanged a glance, both understanding that Ye Zhen had likely grabbed quite a few good things.
But neither said anything; discussing dividing items here wasn’t appropriate.
“Professor Wang, what do you plan to do?”
With Headquarters fallen, they were now like free agents.
Hearing Fang Shiming’s question, Wang Xiao Ming looked at Lin Qian, “I plan to go to Lin Qian’s city.”
Lin Qian responded, “That’s easy to arrange.”
If Wang Xiao Ming went to his city, he’d surely bring the supernatural resources Li Jun had salvaged.
This would greatly help his members survive.
Wang Xiao Ming looked at them, “Li Jun, did you bring out all the Ghost Candles?”
Li Jun nodded.
Li Jun now gave off a very dangerous feeling.
No one knew what had happened.
“Five per person.”
Hearing this, Li Jun was stunned but said nothing.
He opened the boxes and distributed the Ghost Candles by headcount.
“Everyone, you all know clearly in your hearts that Headquarters has fallen.”
“But though Headquarters has fallen, this is only temporary.”
“Before Headquarters is rebuilt, please everyone hold firm in the cities you’re responsible for and await Headquarters’ reconstruction.”
Wang Xiao Ming said to everyone.
Yang Jian took the Ghost Candles and glanced at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian nodded; Yang Jian immediately pocketed them all without pressure.
The other Ghost Controllers said nothing, silently taking their Ghost Candles.
“I’m in Da Jiang City; Ghost Controllers facing supernatural revival can come find me. I’ll help suppress or control a second ghost.”
Wang Xiao Ming continued.
Hearing this, their eyes lit up; suddenly, being bought off with five Ghost Candles didn’t seem like a bad deal.
Lin Qian’s gaze flickered, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
