Chapter 21: Support Entering The Ghost Domain
“I’ve already entered the Ghost Domain, and the current situation is good.”
On the dim street, the valiant woman looked at the dark surroundings.
There were no corpses, nor any traces of ghosts.
At the end of her gaze, a hotel was shrouded in darkness.
The scope of this Supernatural Event was not small.
From the outbreak of the Supernatural Event until now, less than two hours had passed.
Two hours was neither short nor long, but enough for the Fierce Ghost to kill all the living people in the Ghost Domain.
She had already prepared herself mentally for zero survival in this Supernatural Event.
Supernatural Events were that cruel.
Ghosts killing people was easier than stepping on an ant—much easier.
No need to expect survivors.
If any were found, they could be treated as unseen.
Headquarters had a set of execution standards for Supernatural Events with Ghost Domains.
Save people if possible; if not, prioritize self-preservation, and under that premise, consider detaining the Fierce Ghost.
This was the standard at the current time, of course, there were times when situations differed.
For example, when the Fierce Ghost’s Harm Level was overly terrifying, at that point, no matter the cost, the Supernatural Event must be nipped in the cradle, absolutely not allowed to rampage.
Liu Yi’s gaze flickered; she was unclear about the Harm Level and Terror Level of this Supernatural Event.
But she knew she was here just to probe; if she couldn’t handle it, Headquarters would immediately dispatch support.
Right now, Headquarters already had support waiting; as soon as she called for aid, the support would board the private jet and arrive here in at most fifteen minutes.
For Supernatural Events with Ghost Domains, Headquarters was always extremely vigilant, after all, at this time, such Supernatural Events were rare, but every one with a Ghost Domain caused significant casualties.
Headquarters was very conservative; for this Supernatural Event, she judged it A-level, but it might become B-level in Headquarters’ hands.
Headquarters’ judgment for A-level Supernatural Events was extremely strict, but sometimes, she couldn’t understand Headquarters’ thinking.
For example, some A-level Supernatural Events were absolutely legitimate, yet Headquarters would still downgrade them to B-level Supernatural Events.
This point puzzled her a bit.
Liu Yi let her thoughts wander freely but quickly reined them in—this was her unique habit when handling Supernatural Events.
Letting her thoughts drift and branch out, then swiftly retracting them.
This helped relieve mental strain.
“Come, let me listen to the situation here.”
A chill quietly enveloped Liu Yi.
Supernatural power activated, and immediately, eerie sounds appeared around.
There was howling wind, crying, sobbing, voices of conversation, sounds of anxious running and walking.
The sounds in the Ghost Domain were chaotic.
Liu Yi frowned, “There are actually survivors; is the Harm Level of this Supernatural Event this low?”
From the sounds just heard, there were at least thirty survivors, and all women.
Gender could be discerned from heartbeats.
However, one survivor’s body seemed to have some issue inside.
Liu Yi furrowed her brows tightly; besides the survivors, she heard three unnatural sounds.
That howling wind was clearly abnormal, and it was accompanied by muffled footsteps.
These footsteps were approaching those survivors.
Besides that, there were running sounds and walking sounds, very close together, but from the sounds, they didn’t seem like living people.
Clearly, these three strange sounds weren’t from survivors.
Since not survivors, then they could only be ghosts.
Liu Yi looked ahead, then at the street to the left; the sounds came from those two directions.
She now had two choices: one, go directly to find those two footsteps; two, go find the survivors.
Liu Yi thought briefly, then ran forward without care.
Joking aside, not go find survivors to ask about the Supernatural Event, and instead charge head-on against the ghost?
She wasn’t an idiot.
Tap tap tap.
Dense footsteps echoed in the darkness.
One by one, survivors timidly walked toward the darkness ahead.
Walking at the very front was Zhang Baihui.
They didn’t know if walking like this helped, but staying put definitely wouldn’t work.
“Baihui sis, your body—why is it getting colder and colder?”
Hearing this, Zhang Baihui paused, touched her arm and face, “No, it’s not.”
Seeing the other seemed unable to feel it, the woman who spoke shrank her pupils slightly, “Then… then maybe I’m too scared and felt wrong.”
Hearing this, Zhang Baihui didn’t pay much attention, assuming the other was too scared and hallucinating.
The group, some sobbing, some crying, walked barefoot on the street like this.
The black stockings on their feet had long become tattered.
They didn’t know how long they had walked.
They only knew the surroundings were getting darker.
Tap tap tap.
After an unknown time, suddenly muffled footsteps sounded around.
Everyone’s hearts sank, and they quickly stopped.
Tap tap tap.
The muffled footsteps continued.
“Baihui sis, did you hear that?”
Zhang Baihui swallowed, looked around in terror; it was pitch black all around, sounds coming from all directions, impossible to pinpoint.
“I… I heard it.”
Such obvious footsteps, how could she not hear?
She wasn’t deaf.
“Baihui sis, what should we do?”
Someone in the crowd asked anxiously.
They knew clearly that danger was approaching.
But they couldn’t avoid this danger.
“How should I know!” Zhang Baihui looked desperately at the surrounding darkness, somewhat breaking down as she shouted, “I’m just an ordinary person too!”
“Woo woo…”
Despair could no longer be suppressed with those words.
“Woo woo, I don’t want to die, I’m only twenty-two, I’m still so young…”
Crying voices rose and fell, even some wailing in despair.
The ghost hadn’t arrived yet, but the place was already filled with cries.
But at that moment, a scream suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, they saw in terror a pair of rotten hands extend from the darkness.
It grabbed a woman’s face and dragged her into the darkness.
The woman’s legs struggled, her eyes full of despair.
“No! Let me go!”
“Save me!”
Desperate terrified cries for help rang out at that moment, but in the blink of an eye, the voice disappeared.
The ghost started killing, killing women!
Lin Qian’s mood was grave; he knew he couldn’t hide much longer.
The living person’s body had been invaded by supernatural forces; at most twenty-something minutes, this living body would turn into a corpse.
And now, the ghost had started killing.
This wasn’t the ghost killing personally, but a Ghost Slave.
But for these people, Ghost Slave and ghost made no difference.
Tap tap tap.
The surrounding footsteps paused, then became denser.
Terror began to appear.
