P.S.: Let me save my neck at the start—don’t rush to flame this chapter. In the next two chapters, he’ll immediately strike back and reclaim face. The Starving Ghost incident also won’t break out in Dachang City, so please don’t panic. I’m not doing that pure, bottled-up frustration plotline.
While Yang Jian was still communicating with Wang Bin and the others, Wang Liang had already gone downstairs, gotten into his car, casually tossed the golden body bag onto the passenger seat, and driven back to Rongfa Residential Complex.
If you could camp the early-stage Ghost Infant, catching it really was that simple.
Also, the record of his Strangeness Value had just filled its last remaining bit, reaching 100%.
It had now reset to zero, and because of that, Wang Liang obtained the exact descent location of the second cinematic ghost.
[Descent Location: Wangshan Village, Pingchai District, Dahuai City; Descent Time: 7 days, 14 hours, and 42 minutes later; Number of Malevolent Ghosts Already Descended: 1]
There were still more than seven days until the next cinematic ghost descended—not too short, not too long.
Wang Liang would have to go over a day in advance to stake the place out and investigate the situation.
After all, this was his first time coming into contact with this kind of descended cinematic ghost. He had no idea what he would encounter when the time came.
Moreover, he had already agreed to join Headquarters, so before that, he had to hurry to Da’an City within the next few days and formally take up his post.
Thinking of this, Wang Liang did not delay. He directly booked a flight to Da’an City for that very night, with no intention of staying in Dachang City any longer.
He planned to spend a few days first stabilizing the situation in Da’an City, so that he could then go on a business trip to face the unknown cinematic ghost.
He did not know how many days dealing with the cinematic ghost would take. If it took too long, then as someone who had just assumed the position of person in charge, doing nothing and immediately leaving on such a long business trip would ultimately look bad.
After all, he was someone who had fought for special privileges, so Wang Liang planned to use these few days to first resolve several of the supernatural incidents currently sealed off in Da’an City, so that things would at least look acceptable.
At the same time, he could begin accumulating the second round of Strangeness Value as early as possible. The sooner, the better, lest one day he inexplicably discover that another cinematic ghost had descended, and because he had failed to intercept it in time, it left behind a major hidden danger for the future.
Wang Liang did not doubt in the slightest that if those cinematic malevolent ghosts from his previous life appeared in this world and he failed to intercept and imprison them at their descent points, allowing them instead to leave their descent locations, wander freely, and search for their puzzle pieces, then in the end, they would definitely develop into an S-class incident.
And an S-class incident with the objective of killing him, at that.
As for Dachang City, although Wang Liang was familiar with the killing patterns of several other malevolent ghosts here and could come into contact with them relatively safely to obtain Strangeness Value,
if he remembered correctly, the S-class malevolent ghost, the Ghost Painting, should be passing through Dachang City either today or tomorrow.
The Ghost Painting’s killing pattern was extremely special and related to memory. Wang Liang did not want to have too much contact with that S-class malevolent ghost at this stage.
Even though he possessed an alternative reboot, he could not afford to take an S-class malevolent ghost lightly, especially one involving consciousness and memory. If he was accidentally entangled by it, even the alternative reboot might not necessarily work.
The flight was at nine in the evening. Wang Liang set an alarm for seven in advance.
After spending some time packing the luggage he needed to bring, he went to the living room, sat down on the sofa, took out his phone, and began scrolling through recent news—especially news that seemed suspected to involve supernatural incidents.
Time passed. The sky outside had only just begun to darken, and before the alarm had even gone off, a sudden knocking sound rang out, drawing the attention of Wang Liang, who was playing on his phone.
Wang Liang looked toward the front door. After experiencing the Knocking Ghost incident, he was now very sensitive to the sound of knocking.
Who was it?
Wang Liang could not think of anyone who would come looking for him at this hour. Was it some connection left behind by the original owner of this body?
After briefly searching his memories, he could not recall for the moment anyone in Dachang City the original owner still had dealings with, nor anything that would require someone to come knocking at this time. Even so, Wang Liang got up and walked to the door.
He asked through the door, but no one responded.
Looking through the peephole, there was nothing outside.
Had someone knocked on the wrong door?
Wang Liang walked back toward the sofa, but after only two steps, the knocking sounded again.
Wang Liang quickly turned around, strode to the front door, and yanked it open.
But unexpectedly, the moment the door opened, an icy, hair-raising chill rushed straight at him.
A blurry malevolent ghost, half-illusory and half-real, was standing outside the door with its back to him. Its body exuded a cold, deathly aura, yet also carried an inexplicable ferocity that made one’s heart palpitate.
Wang Liang’s pupils abruptly contracted. Just as he was about to release the supernatural power of the ghost within him, a tremendous force came from in front of him.
Boom.
Wang Liang was sent flying by an invisible force, crashing all the way into the end of the corridor inside the room and smashing the wall until it cracked like a turtle shell.
“Cough, cough.”
Wang Liang leaned against the wall, coughing several times. Blood poured uncontrollably from his mouth. Dust and plaster fell from the cracked wall, and the world in his vision shook and flickered.
Lowering his head, he saw that a large hole had been blasted directly through his chest. It was a bloody mess. Through the wound, one could even see some shattered internal organs and bone fragments jutting about chaotically. This was an injury that no ordinary person could possibly survive.
Wang Liang raised his head and looked forward. That blurry, ferocious malevolent ghost was still standing outside the door with its back to him, motionless.
But just this simple act of raising his head seemed to trigger the ghost’s killing pattern once again, bringing forth another round of supernatural attack.
Wang Liang’s limbs were twisted into spirals by an invisible force. His bones were snapped and crushed into fragments. His head instantly spun twice around his neck, the light in his eyes vanished, and his body began rotting away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only then did the ferocious malevolent ghost outside the door slowly begin to disappear, fading into the air until it vanished without a trace.
Tap, tap. The sound of footsteps came from downstairs. Before long, a man in uniform with a gloomy expression walked up.
The man entered Wang Liang’s home and, at first glance, saw the rotting corpse leaning against the wall at the end of the corridor.
But his gaze did not linger on the rotting corpse for long. It swept past it, and he quickened his pace into the living room.
After seeing the golden body bag placed on the tea table, the man stepped forward, picked it up, and shook it. After confirming it was his target, he turned around and quickly went downstairs.
After that person left, from within the clothes of the rotting corpse at the end of the corridor, a one-inch photograph suddenly trembled and floated out.
As the extinguished corridor light suddenly buzzed unsteadily, lighting up and flickering a few times, a human figure, amid the shifting light and darkness, eerily crawled out along that small one-inch photograph.
After using Sadako’s ability to complete an alternative reboot, Wang Liang stood up from the ground, his expression extremely ugly.
“The Wishing Ghost?! Zhao Kaiming?!”
That ferocious malevolent ghost was terrifying. It had attacked him madly the moment it appeared, and the intensity of the supernatural power it emitted left him with no room to resist at all.
Wang Liang did not know what Zhao Kaiming looked like, but the Interpol uniform, the ferocious malevolent ghost with its back to people, the powerful supernatural force that left him unable to resist, and the stolen Ghost Infant—
with these factors added together, Wang Liang instantly understood who this person was, and roughly knew the reason the other party had brought a malevolent ghost to attack him.
For the Ghost Infant—or rather, the Starving Ghost!
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