Mysterious Revival

"The gloom over Dachang City is dissipating."

Night had fallen, at half-past nine.

From the temporary command center outside of Dachang City came this astonishing piece of news. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The gloom that had enveloped Dachang City for nearly a month finally began to recede at this time, one should know that the observers outside the city had only seen the gloom grow denser and the situation worsen with no signs of improvement whatsoever.

"What? Is this information reliable?"

When the news reached Vice-Minister Cao Yanhua’s ears, he awoke abruptly in his tent and sat up, "Quick, notify everyone else, call an emergency meeting."

In an instant, countless lights lit up around the command center, and all important personnel who were resting were woken up.

In less than ten minutes, the temporary meeting room was packed with people.

"Yang Jian succeeded, he has contained the Source Ghost, and it seems like the Hungry Ghost incident has been resolved for now. The gloom is disappearing, so we should be able to send people into Dachang City," Wang Xiaoming’s voice came over the communication station.

"That’s great, Minister, give the order, I’ll lead the repair team into Dachang City immediately, and we’ll restore water and electricity within eight hours," said a logistics officer, somewhat excitedly.

"Our medical and rescue personnel are also gathering, and we’ll be ready in ten minutes, just waiting for the Minister’s orders."

"The first batch of emergency supplies is ready for shipment, as long as the roads are clear, we can get the materials into Dachang City within half an hour."

Cao Yanhua was also somewhat excited, but he didn’t let the joy cloud his judgment. He said, "What’s the rush? Proceed as planned. Li Jun, Zhaojian Guoming, take the special forces and the ghost controllers who’ve come to support, and enter Dachang City. You must meet up with Yang Jian in the shortest amount of time."

"Bring the case with you; no more accidents. I’ll be waiting for your report here."

"Don’t worry, Minister, we guarantee the completion of the mission," Zhao Jian Guoming said.

Cao Yanhua stated, "Move out."

The two men quickly left the meeting room and began to gather their forces, preparing to enter Dachang City.

This vanguard had to be made up of ghost controllers because the situation in Dachang City was complicated and unique, and recklessly rushing in could encounter unforeseen dangers.

In just a moment.

On a main road leading to Dachang City, Zhao Jian Guoming, with fifteen ghost controllers and Li Jun with ten special forces members, were already driving towards the city.

Five armored vehicles stopped when they approached the alert area.

They observed again.

The gloom that had previously covered the road ahead had now dissipated by at least seventy percent. Although there were still remnants of gloom drifting, the road ahead was now visible, and even the outlines of buildings within Dachang City could be faintly discerned.

If it weren’t at night and instead during the day, the conditions would undoubtedly be better.

"The gloom has indeed dissipated, and the situation has improved from what we observed before. Yang Jian really succeeded; the situation here is turning around," Zhao Jian Guoming said. "Li Jun, send a team to Guanjiang Residential Complex to pick up Professor Wang. I’m going to meet Yang Jian and at the same time secure that thing in the case, ensuring absolute safety."

"Be careful, there may still be Ghost Infants lurking in Dachang City," Li Jun said.

"You too."

"Let’s go."

The five armored vehicles led the way into Dachang City, their headlights illuminating the path ahead, bringing a glimmer of light into the pitch-black city.

Yang Jian neither knew nor cared much about how the rescue effort outside was unfolding.

He had simply reported the situation here to Wang Xiaoming.

The information would be swiftly relayed to the headquarters of the ghost controllers, and he didn’t need to worry about any other matters.

At that moment, Yang Jian moved a chair and sat at the school gate, his eyes still fixed on the motionless corpse inside the security room.

Fearing a resurgence of trouble or unexpected incidents, he had to guard it until he was certain the creature was safely contained.

The corpse of the Hungry Ghost that looked identical to Zhou Zheng, which had been motionless since a Coffin Nail pierced its head, was still in the same position as when it fell to the ground, indistinguishable from a normal dead body.

A still corpse was a good corpse.

Yang Jian was convinced of this.

If this thing could still move, the situation would likely change again.

"My guess was right, the Coffin Nail really can pin this Hungry Ghost here, rendering it immobile... But what exactly is this thing, that it can suppress even a ghost of this caliber?" Yang Jian, looking at the Coffin Nail on the Dead Man’s Head, frowned slightly.

Unclear. It remained an unresolved mystery.

Perhaps there will be a chance to figure it out later.

"It seems that this matter is truly over. Now that the Source has been restrained, those derivative Ghost Infants have lost their power source and died instantly, just like what happened to Wang Shanshan before."

He looked up at the sky.

The lights of a helicopter were already shining towards this place. As soon as his operation succeeded, the backup from outside had already moved in.

"Yang Jian, it’s me, Zhao Jian Guoming. I’ve confirmed your location, and I’ve entered Dachang City. I’ll be there within fifteen minutes to help you detain that thing." Suddenly, Zhao Jian’s voice came through the satellite-located phone.

Yang Jian responded indifferently, "Understood. I’m at the north gate of No. 7 Middle School."

The headquarters of the Ghost Controllers will soon take over here.

Although he no longer needed to worry about the remaining troublesome matters, but...

Yang Jian stared at the corpse of the Hungry Ghost.

There were two things on it that he somewhat reluctantly thought of giving up. One was a Coffin Nail, and the other was the burial clothes on Ye Feng’s body.

The Coffin Nail was essentially a blade for dealing with fierce ghosts. Combined with his Ghost Eye, it could snipe any ghost from a distance. The burial clothes were very special; wearing them could resist attacks from other fierce ghosts. Although there was a risk of the fierce ghosts reviving, Yang Jian was not worried about this.

With Ghost Shadow controlling the burial clothes, he would have the strongest shield, and fierce ghosts couldn’t kill him at all. Continue your journey with empire

"Forget it, it’s better not to cause trouble at this juncture. I can’t take the Coffin Nail, and perhaps I could take the burial clothes, but if they suddenly revived, I don’t know what kind of Terror Level that would be. What if the ability to reset time isn’t the Hungry Ghost’s own, but that of the burial clothes? Wouldn’t I have screwed myself over?"

Facing a fierce ghost of this magnitude, Yang Jian truly did not dare to act recklessly.

Not just for the sake of others, but for his own as well. Fierce ghosts were too dangerous; any mistake could change the outcome.

"You really did it, Yang Jian. You haven’t disappointed me." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from not too far away.

A person also dressed in the Ghost Controller’s uniform emerged from somewhere with a cold face.

Yang Jian hadn’t turned around yet, but his Ghost Eye was already fixed on him.

"Zhao Kaiming?"

"Thanks to you, I succeeded. This feeling is quite good," Zhao Kaiming said as he limped closer.

The next moment, Yang Jian drew his gun and aimed it at him; "Dachang City ended up like this because of you. Shouldn’t I settle the old and new accounts with you?"

"Everyone will die; I just hastened their departure, and besides, killing me in front of those Ghost Controllers wouldn’t benefit you. In fact, some people might take the opportunity to discredit you, wiping out your achievements. Hey, no one wants to see a grassroots hero rise and sway the global situation—you need to be extra careful in the future," Zhao Kaiming said.

"The greater the merit, the greater the danger, especially since you don’t have your own power."

Yang Jian said, "Do you think I’d be swayed by a few words from you? If your plan has already succeeded, then you must now be just an ordinary person. If I shoot you, you’re as good as dead."

"Of course, your bullet can kill me, but I’m not in front of you. I should have already left the school by now, and at a sufficiently safe distance. I guess we’ll never meet again unless I am dead."

As Zhao Kaiming spoke, his body suddenly started to disintegrate, turning into a dark cyan haze that dissipated on the spot.

Just like those vanishing Ghost Infants.

"This guy... I’ll have Zhao Jian send people to look for him later. Sooner or later, he will be trouble." Yang Jian put down the gun and continued guarding the corpse.

He knew it was just an illusion, the same principle as the illusions he had created in the Ghost Domain. But now that the Source Ghost was restrained, the dark cyan haze was collapsing, and his fake could not hold up for much longer.

The fifteen minutes passed quickly.

The sound of car engines came through, with several beams of light shining in this direction, followed by two or three armored vehicles stopping.

About a dozen Ghost Controllers quickly got out of the vehicles, led by Zhao Jian.

"Haha, Yang Jian, that’s great! I knew you would succeed, you didn’t let us down; you are the hero who saved Dachang City," Zhao Jian said with a joyous laugh, walking over excitedly.

A hero?

Yang Jian recalled Zhao Kaiming’s parting words.

Nobody wants to see a grassroots hero rise.

He furrowed his brows slightly, then calmly said, "The corpse of the Hungry Ghost is inside. Let’s detain that thing first."

"Sorry, that was my oversight," Zhao Jian immediately ordered his men to move.

A heavy box was quickly rolled out from one armored car to start detaining the already restrained Hungry Ghost.