Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 249: Desperate outcome

"Success?"

Wang Xiaoming felt a sudden dizziness and found himself in a red world.

It was still a hospital room, but the gloominess had disappeared, and the terrifying figures around him had vanished without a trace.

He wasn't surprised, as he was more knowledgeable about fierce ghosts than anyone else, and he knew that Yang Jian had forcibly brought him into the ghost domain.

"I don't know if we can call it a success. I can only say that I temporarily resolved a particularly powerful ghost, but I can be sure that this is definitely not the source ghost. Those things outside are still there," Yang Jian said with a serious expression.

When he said "success," he meant only this time, but "defeat" meant losing the overall battle.

If they couldn't resolve the source ghost, the fall of Dachang City was only a matter of time, and their losses were devastating. Even he didn't have the capital to continue to contact fierce ghosts. If they continued to fight, he would face the danger of fierce ghost revival, even if he managed to control two ghosts.

"What a pity," Wang Xiaoming said calmly. "But this was also within the calculations. After all, in my opinion, the success rate was less than thirty percent. What does the ghost you encountered look like?"

"It's the missing Ye Feng," Zhang Han said.

Yang Jian replied, "Yes, it's exactly the same as Ye Feng, just more difficult to deal with. This thing can freely control the ghost in Ye Feng's body."

"It seems that the previous speculation was correct, and there is a fourth-stage ghost infant," Wang Xiaoming said.

"A fourth-stage ghost infant? How does that relate to the deceased fierce ghost controllers reappearing before us in some way we don't know? A combination of fierce ghost controllers and ghost infants?" Yang Jian's face changed suddenly.

"According to the current situation, it seems to be the case," Wang Xiaoming said.

"How do we avoid being found by the fourth-stage ghost infant? We can't find a way to deal with this thing now; we must protect ourselves," Yang Jian said. "It's also the rule of the fourth-stage ghost infant to kill people."

"Personally, I think... it's breathing," Wang Xiaoming said.

Breathing?

"Are you kidding? Breathing is not allowed?" Yang Jian asked.

"Ordinary breathing is allowed, but it's not allowed after breathing in this gloom," Wang Xiaoming said, raising his hand to look at the bruised back of his hand. "Breathing in this gloom these past few days, my skin color is gradually turning into the same dark blue color as the gloom. Combined with my investigation of your classmate Wang Shanshan, this is a kind of curse, similar to a brand."

"After experiencing the ghost knocking incident, you should understand what's going on. It's probably similar to that," Wang Xiaoming said.

"But everyone in the city has breathed in this gloom. What should we do?" Zhang Han asked in shock.

"That means the fourth-stage ghost infant will go and kill everyone in the city," Wang Xiaoming said.

"This is a prison. Fierce ghosts are fierce beasts, and we are just prey. No one is exempt. However, there should be very few fourth-stage ghost infants, and their attacks are highly random. After all, the population of a city... is large."

"Indiscriminate killing?" Yang Jian's face was very ugly.

"From the comparison of the number of third-stage ghost infants and the number of fourth-stage ghost infants, I guess that it's not possible for them to grow into fourth-stage ghost infants through normal eating. Those third-stage ghosts have stopped growing in my opinion, and the derived ghosts do have limits."

"Through the previous wave of attacks, these third-stage ghost infants can be eliminated at a cost."

"So, at present, it seems that ghosts below the third level no longer pose a threat. In addition, their attacks are one-time. As long as you don't trigger their conditions for attacking people, you are temporarily safe."

"Simply put, when you encounter a ghost, don't run away while screaming. That's a sure death," Wang Xiaoming said.

"Wait, Professor, if the fourth-stage ghost infant doesn't grow through normal means, then how does it grow?" Zhang Han asked.

"It eats ghosts," Wang Xiaoming said calmly. "Ghosts that are eaten by the ghost infant will be controlled by the ghost infant and will also allow the ghost infant to grow. They are just like you, fierce ghost controllers, but their nature is different. As for why it looks like Ye Feng, that's not important. Identity has never been the key for ghosts."

"By my count, we have lost six fierce ghost controllers so far, which means that six fourth-stage ghost infants will appear," Zhang Han said.

"Who knows? Maybe there will be more. It's very likely that the ghosts recorded in other supernatural archives in Dachang City have been eaten by ghost infants. This is a sweeping, indiscriminate feast, but based on my years of research, I speculate that this gluttonous feast is ultimately only for one ghost."

"That ghost that crawled out of Zhou Zheng's stomach, the one I consider to be the source ghost, codenamed Glutton. No, if that ghost succeeds, it might not be appropriate to call it Glutton anymore. Perhaps we need to come up with a new codename."

"Damn it," Yang Jian couldn't help but curse.

But Zhang Han, who rarely cursed, shivered all over.

This wasn't a large-scale supernatural event; it was a game of raising ghosts.

However, as the three of them were talking, Yang Jian suddenly changed his expression and sensed something, looking sharply in a certain direction.

The view in his ghost eye was different from that of ordinary people. They couldn't see through the ghost domain, but Yang Jian could, and the gloom didn't block his line of sight.

"What did you see?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

Yang Jian's face showed horror. He saw a dense black and blue gloom surging from the direction of the operating room in the hospital, like a wave, swallowing everything in its path. He saw the walls disappear in the gloom and the ground vanish in the gloom.In the gloomy depths, something seemed to be lurking.

Wang Xiaoming and Zhang Han noticed at this moment that Yang Jian's Ghost Domain was rapidly shrinking.

It seemed to be crushed and pushed back by something even more terrifying, unable to expand any further.

"Quick, let's go, leave this place, something is coming."

Zhang Han hurriedly grabbed the cart: "Use your Ghost Domain to get us out of here."

"Go."

Without hesitation, Yang Jian transformed the Ghost Domain into a streak of red light that flew out of the window into the distance, and in an instant, everyone vanished from their original spot.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them arrived on the rooftop of a building hundreds of meters away.

"Wait, where's the box? The big box that was right next to me just now?" Zhang Han had just steadied himself when he suddenly realized something important was missing.

"Did you leave it behind?" Wang Xiaoming turned to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's face was grim as he said, "The transfer of the Ghost Domain failed. In that instant, it seemed like the box was grabbed by something."

Looking towards a certain floor of the hospital hundreds of meters away.

In the dim, dark ward where they had been, a vague silhouette stood tall under that window, and a specially made box hung outside, clutched by a greenish-black hand.

That hand was a good two to three meters long, extending out from inside the building, eerie and terrifying.

"Was it snatched away?" Wang Xiaoming said indifferently, "It seems we've truly failed at the last hurdle."

"If we hadn't lingered there for a moment, this wouldn't have happened," Zhang Han regretted immensely.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Perhaps if we had taken the box, that ghost would have come after us, and we might have ended up accompanying it in death. What's done is done; there's no point in speaking of what-ifs. Besides, this operation was a failure from the start. Even if we had taken the box, it wouldn't have changed the overall situation."

"We might still have a chance to turn things around with that shroud from Ye Feng," Zhang Han said, not quite ready to give up.

"Ye Feng is already dead, the shroud is clearly unreliable."

Wang Xiaoming's voice turned cold: "We lack a powerful means to restrain that source ghost. Without it, we can't imprison it. That finger was our last chance, and the moment it was used on the wrong ghost, we lost. Moreover, the ghost candle has been used up, and we have no means left to create opportunities. In this situation, we can't even get close to that source ghost."

"No one is more aware of our current predicament than I am."

Despite saying this, the fact that they hadn't achieved even the slightest consolation was a heavy blow.

"Let's go," Yang Jian said, though he was also unwilling to give up.

But he knew that Wang Xiaoming was right; he and Zhang Han no longer had the right to engage with that ghost, even though they knew that the entity that had just appeared might be the source ghost.

But all their means had been exhausted, and he himself was close to the point where the fierce ghost would revive.

The situation was too desperate.

And most importantly, that source ghost was a presence beyond the fourth level, a ghost infant. Even that finger might not be able to pin it down, and the risk of direct contact was too great.

Unknowingly, this supernatural event had evolved into the most terrifying and hopeless unsolvable pattern.

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