Although the fierce ghosts here didn't provide much eerie value, even so, by the time Wang Liang finished making a round and returned to the spot where he'd been sent in, the system's eerie value had already risen to 43%.
The rest weren't fierce ghosts, but special ghost slaves and ordinary corpses that were no longer human-shaped, unable to provide eerie value.
"Haha, not bad. It's free loot anyway."
Wang Liang was in a good mood. Free loot always lifted one's spirits.
At this rate of eerie value growth, it wouldn't be long before he obtained the descent time and location of the third Film and Television Ghost, even though he hadn't yet made contact with the second one.
But knowing the time and place of descent didn't mean he could go there immediately. He had to wait for the descent time to arrive; only then would the Film and Television Ghost appear.
Still, figuring it out early gave him some peace of mind, allowing him to better arrange his future schedule.
This prevented him from accumulating eerie value too slowly, unaware of the time and place, only to be busy with other matters when he suddenly discovered a Film and Television Ghost had already descended out of nowhere.
By then, he wouldn't even know where it had descended. Even if he went, it would be too late, leaving behind a massive hidden danger for the future—standing there dumbly, staring blankly as he awaited an S-class incident knocking on his door.
After collecting the eerie value, Wang Liang returned to his original spot, sat on the ground, and quietly waited for time to pass.
Without a watch, he didn't know how much time had passed before Wang Liang suddenly jerked his head to look at a certain spot.
There, an old woman crouching on the ground and throwing things into a fire basin to burn was slowly squeezing out from the air, appearing in this domain from blurry to clear.
"As expected, it should be two-thirty in the morning outside right now. That Old Woman Ghost invades reality from here on schedule, then returns from reality to this supernatural domain. This way, I have a chance."
Wang Liang stood up, mobilizing the two fierce ghost supernatural powers within his body—Zhenzi and Ghost Blood. His skin turned deathly pale as drops of highly corrosive black ghost blood slid off his body, dripping onto the ground and filling the air with the smell of blood.
This time, Wang Liang didn't engage in any pointless depletion. He strode forward, attempting to make contact with the Old Woman Ghost here to verify his final hypothesis.
After Wang Liang approached, the Old Woman Ghost, as usual, swept her withered hand over the fire basin, raising a large cloud of sparks that drifted toward Wang Liang.
The moment the sparks touched Wang Liang's body, they transformed into ghastly dark-orange ghost flames, burning the ghost blood on his skin and the flesh beneath.
But Wang Liang endured the burning, pushing through the ghost flames, and in one breath reached a spot three meters in front of the Old Woman Ghost. He took another step forward, once again crossing into that dangerous critical point.
And this time, unlike in reality, the Old Woman Ghost didn't scoop supernatural ashes from the basin and scatter them at him to teleport him away. She remained crouched there, continuing to burn things.
Joy rose in Wang Liang's heart. Just as he had expected.
He reached out with hands that had been burned down to nothing but charred skeletons. Zhenzi's essential supernatural power overlapped with his hands in a manner both illusory and real, radiating a sinister chill as they together grabbed the Old Woman Ghost's shoulders.
Strands of ghost blood seeped from the charred bones and dripped onto the Old Woman Ghost's body, sizzling. It was both corrosion and a clash of supernatural powers.
Under the erosion of the two supernatural powers, Zhenzi and Ghost Blood, the Old Woman Ghost's motion of burning things stiffened.
Her head lifted stiffly and slowly. The bones in her neck emitted chilling crackling sounds as they turned, forcibly rotating her head 180 degrees to stare at Wang Liang behind her with those dead, lifeless eyes.
'The old thing turned to look at me. Is she trying to scatter ashes in my eyes again? No, that's not it!' Wang Liang's heart lurched.
Crackle.
The Old Woman Ghost's aged face, covered in corpse spots, suddenly burst into flames without any fire source. Grains of sparks burned through her facial skin, dispersing from beneath the old woman's face, from inside her body. This was yet another new supernatural change.
Large swathes of sparks flew directly out from within the Old Woman Ghost's body, attaching themselves to Wang Liang over a wide area.
The instant they made contact, they formed streaks of dark-orange ghost flames, almost completely wrapping Wang Liang in a burning cocoon. The supernatural power within Wang Liang's body was the best fuel for it.
This supernatural assault was dense and powerful—not something Wang Liang's current supernatural capacity could resist.
Before his vision was completely covered by ghost flames, a smile curved across Wang Liang's disfigured, burned face.
"The old thing really isn't simple. Next time, I'll imprison you."
Thud.
Wang Liang's body fell backward onto the ground, burning with ghost flames. Like the many piles of burning corpses surrounding him, he remained here.
Two rotting palm prints that were difficult to erase had been left on the Old Woman Ghost's shoulders, but this didn't affect her much.
She twisted her head back and continued as before, mechanically throwing pieces of corpses from the surrounding flames into the fire basin.
On the street next to Changxing Road, the road wasn't sealed off. Streetlights were on as usual, and occasionally a few large trucks roared past through the night.
Inside a Hummer parked by the roadside, the seat held a satellite phone, an ordinary cell phone, car keys, a gold corpse bag, and... a photograph.
And right around two-thirty in the dead of night, that photograph on the car seat moved without any wind, trembling bizarrely.
The bright yellow streetlights near the Hummer outside also began flickering on and off with a buzzing sound, as if the current had suddenly become unstable.
Inside the car, in that trembling photograph, Wang Liang's portrait flickered, then seemed to come alive, walking toward the surface of the photo, closer and closer.
Until, an arm bizarrely reached out from that small photograph, followed by the upper body, then the lower body.
Wang Liang crossed the distance between the supernatural domain and reality, completing an alternative restart inside the car on another street. His physical condition and the clothes he wore were intact, just as before.
This was his favorite outfit, so the photos taken for restarting all featured the same type of clothing—reusable, in other words.
After returning to the car via the alternative restart, Wang Liang checked the time: 2:37 AM.
He checked the system's eerie record value again. Two confrontations with that Old Woman Ghost—one in reality, one in the supernatural domain.
Although each contact had been rather brief, the eerie value had just risen by another 7%, reaching 50%.
Counting it up, the Old Woman Ghost alone had already provided 16% eerie value, and it looked like it could rise a bit more.
And judging from the actual confrontation, this Old Woman Ghost's level of terror was indeed quite high.
It was likely the corpse of some old thing from the Republican era that had revived as a fierce ghost after death, not sleeping in the middle of the night and instead burning things here.
He just didn't know if the supernatural power within the Old Woman Ghost's body had been dismembered while she was alive, or if this level of strength represented the peak state of this Republican-era ghost user.
In Wang Liang's final head-on collision with her in the supernatural domain, he had used two supernatural powers—Zhenzi and black Ghost Blood—making physical contact and pressing his supernatural power against her, yet he couldn't suppress her. He could only leave two corrosive black handprints on her body.
In the end, he was engulfed by the large expanse of ghost flames that instantly formed from the sparks she emitted from within her body.
In a head-on fight, the current him was indeed no match for this old thing.
But that was fine. He was also quite good at playing dirty. As long as he could make contact, he could use a cheat to nail it dead. Next time, he'd bring out the Coffin Nail!
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