The hemp rope drew a bizarre arc in the air, coiling around 'Wang Ye'.
Wang Ye's eyes were vacant, letting the ropes bind him without showing any intention of resisting.
As the ropes wrapped around him layer by layer, Wang Ye seemed unaffected, still staring at Wang Ye with vacant eyes.
"Not a ghost?"
Wang Ye's eyebrows furrowed slightly. The ropes could restrain and suppress ghosts, but had no effect on other things.
Just then...
The 'Wang Ye' bound by the ropes, his stiff face twisted, then he forced a smile at Wang Ye with great difficulty.
Immediately after, his body ignited in a bizarre combustion, filling Wang Ye's room with a strong stench of corpses.
Wang Ye's face was vigilant as he instinctively took a few steps back, but his gaze remained fixed on the figure identical to himself.
After a long time...
'Wang Ye' turned to ashes in the flames.
Smelling the unpleasant stench of corpses, Wang Ye frowned slightly, opened the window, and soon the smell in the house dispersed. Looking at the pile of ashes, Wang Ye fell into contemplation.
"Clearly, this ghost thing was planning to ambush me."
"But after being discovered by me, it directly self-combusted."
"Or rather, whatever was controlling it knew it was no match for me, and didn't want me to get any clues?"
"Just who is that guy behind this, human or ghost..."
In the past, Wang Ye would have directly judged that the one controlling this ghost thing was human, after all, ghosts had no consciousness.
But after the recent experience in the Wasteland, Wang Ye had a deeper understanding of this world.
Perhaps...
In the deepest parts of the Wasteland, in the forbidden areas, those ghosts were no different from humans.
After cleaning up the ashes, Wang Ye sat on the sofa, holding the note Zhou Han had left on the door, a smile at the corner of his mouth.
That crazy woman had come looking for him...
Surely she didn't really want to dissect him, right, it shouldn't be that extreme.
Wang Ye thought optimistically.
Just then, Wang Ye's phone rang.
Seeing the number, Wang Ye frowned slightly and answered.
"Minister Zhang, what's the matter?"
Wang Ye pressed his temples wearily and said.
The whole day in the Wasteland had kept Wang Ye's spirits on high alert, and after returning home to experience this, his mental state was a bit poor.
"You've dealt with the ghost thing in your room?"
Zhang ZiLiang's calm voice came over the phone.
Wang Ye's expression gradually became serious: "How did you know about it?"
"If I didn't even have this much intelligence capability, what kind of...minister would I be. After all, I am a minister, am I not."
Zhang ZiLiang's voice held no trace of arrogance, as if he was just stating a fact.
Sly old fox!
Wang Ye cursed inwardly, as expected none of these ministers were simple.
Knowing something was wrong with his room, he didn't give a single word of warning, this was probably a test of his abilities as well.
If he hadn't dealt with it himself, dying was just dying.
"Then thank you for Minister Zhang's concern." Although displeased inwardly, Wang Ye still smiled and spoke.
On the phone, Zhang ZiLiang frowned slightly at the sound of Wang Ye's voice.
Full of energy, uninjured.
It didn't seem to have been too difficult to resolve.
Thinking this, Zhang ZiLiang was silent for a moment: "Alright, let's talk business."
"Today, a fierce ghost from the Wasteland broke through the outer energy barriers and came in." Zhang ZiLiang's voice was solemn: "Currently in the Logistics Department, there are 7 paranormals left alive, I've sent them all over."
"This incident has already caused severe impact. Securing a squad quota probably won't be an issue if it's resolved."
Listening to Zhang ZiLiang's words, Wang Ye's eyes flashed in contemplation, and after a long silence he laughed and said: "So you need me as a safety net?"
"Of course, resolving this supernatural incident with just the 7 of them...will be difficult."
"So when the crisis comes, you'll need to make a move."
Zhang ZiLiang's voice was still calm, as if he was just stating things normally.
But Wang Ye's expression was grave, a trace of apprehension in his eyes: "In that case, why not have me go over now?"
The phone was silent for a long time.
Zhang ZiLiang's icy voice floated over: "After all, only by appearing at a person's most desperate moment, does one's image become the brightest, the most revered, right..."
"Even if it costs a few lives?" Wang Ye said lightly.
"Yes, what I need is an A Squad made up of elites, not a nursing home." Zhang ZiLiang's voice remained as cold as ever.
Wang Ye's hand holding the phone turned pale, and he was silent for a long time before nodding: "I understand."
Having said that, Wang Ye hung up the phone in his hand.
Staring at the screen, at the characters 'Zhang ZiLiang' marked in his contacts, he fell into contemplation.
Was cooperating with this ruthless man really the right choice...
No one could give an answer, just like no one knew that the Zhang ZiLiang who was as happy as a child at the slightest thing, had such an icy cold heart.
Feeling the tiredness in his body, Wang Ye carefully put away the ghost vine.
His current mental state was not suitable for strengthening his body.
Afterwards, Wang Ye carefully took out the three half-burnt spirit money bills, selecting the one with the least burn marks, and carefully attached it to his hand.
An instant icy sensation spread through his whole body.
His hand gradually became numb, and that feeling of disconnect from the rest of his body disappeared.
His body, which had been subtly deteriorating, seemed to be soothed by this icy feeling.
"As expected, it can slow down the decay of my abilities..."
Wang Ye nodded satisfactorily, and put away the remaining two bills.
He hid these two things in a concealed compartment in his room.
As for the doppelganger doll, Wang Ye kept it on his person.
After all, it was something that could save his life.
Having handled everything, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Finally unable to endure the mental exhaustion, he fell into a deep sleep.
Gradually...
The sun set.
Night, deepened.
Accompanied by a sinister aura, the wooden door appeared again in the living room.
And Wang Ye's eyes opened almost at the same time as the wooden door.
"Harvest season has finally arrived..."
A smile appeared at the corner of Wang Ye's mouth as he pushed open the door and walked in.
Unlike usual, the moment he entered the post office, a surge of energy instantly poured into Wang Ye's body.
Under the intense pain, Wang Ye immediately collapsed to the ground.
Blood beads continuously gushed out along Wang Ye's body, dyeing his clothes blood red.
Wang Ye's face turned pale as he couldn't help but let out low roars.
Along with the blood beads, terrifying wounds split open on his skin...
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
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