“Why are they touching their own necks?” Zhang Kai asked with a sharp intake of breath.
Wang Ye silently nodded. "That's right."
"But why are they making this gesture?" Zhang Kai asked, puzzled.
Wang Ye was silent for a few seconds before suddenly looking up at the ceiling. "It's the water."
"Water?"
"That's right. The only thing I can think of is that water must be dripping onto their necks, so they reflexively reach to touch it." Wang Ye furrowed his brow in thought as he spoke.
"So you mean this ghost's killing method has something to do with water?"
"Making contact with water dripping from the ceiling."
"At least that's one of the ghost's killing rules."
As Zhang Kai listened to Wang Ye's words, he fell silent for a long time before looking deeply at Wang Ye.
This young man was truly mysterious in Zhang Kai's eyes. He seemed like an ordinary person, yet also made Zhang Kai feel somewhat wary.
In just over ten minutes, Wang Ye had shocked him countless times. But most incredible was how he deduced one of the ghost's killing methods based solely on the scene before them.
If Wang Ye knew Zhang Kai's inner thoughts, he would probably reply...
When one has experienced ghostly events and paid the price of countless lives over and over, they will naturally grow.
The people of this time are still too young.
"We can't confirm yet if the ghost has other killing methods."
"But what we can be sure of is..."
"This ghost can evolve."
Wang Ye's eyes were grave as he continued, "The sound of dripping water is getting more frequent."
"If the floor gets covered in water, we'll be in trouble."
"I suggest you notify your team members to beware of the dripping water, so we don't lose a few lives for no reason. That would be a shame."
Wang Ye glanced at Zhang Kai as he spoke.
Zhang Kai was silent for a few seconds before taking out his phone and sending a text message. Staring at the phone's dim glow, it was unclear what he was thinking.
A minute later, Zhang Kai took a deep breath and relaxed somewhat.
"My team should arrive in about 10 more minutes."
For some reason, when Zhang Kai said this, he sounded a bit more confident. Perhaps getting completely led by Wang Ye previously had been a serious blow.
Wang Ye nodded slightly. "For now, the simplest solution is to cover your head with clothing, stand still, and wait for rescue."
"..."
Zhang Kai was silent for a few seconds, his voice becoming lower. "But who knows how much the ghost could evolve in ten minutes."
"And...how many could die."
Hearing Zhang Kai's words, Wang Ye's mouth curled up in a faint, fleeting smile. His gaze toward Zhang Kai also held a hint of appreciation.
"Since you already know, what are you waiting for?"
But Wang Ye's voice remained as calm as ever, as if nothing could make his emotions waver. In this terrifying environment, it subconsciously made people feel much more at ease.
As he spoke, Wang Ye took off his coat and held it above his head with both hands. "Now we can only gamble."
"Gamble that the water has to make contact with skin to be fatal."
"Of course, you'll also have to pray your shoes are waterproof."
Wang Ye continued speaking as he walked to the wall. He took a deep breath. "Now, let me test it out for you."
Wang Ye stepped forward.
A drop of water dripped onto Wang Ye's uniform with a muffled plop.
Wang Ye's expression didn't change at all as he silently waited.
Three seconds later...
"So it has to make contact with skin?"
"Looks like we got pretty lucky. Follow me."
Wang Ye calmly analyzed the situation, then quietly said as he continued forward.
Zhang Kai watched Wang Ye's departing figure, his eyes complex.
How strong this person's heart must be. That one step, although it looked simple and easy...
If his guess was wrong, the price would have been death.
It was like dancing on the edge of a blade.
But an ordinary person had fulfilled his role as cannon fodder and taken that step. If Zhang Kai shrank back now, he probably wouldn't be able to hold his head high for the rest of his life.
Zhang Kai smiled self-deprecatingly and silently imitated Wang Ye, holding his coat over his head.
In the dim corridor...
Bodies lay everywhere. Only two figures walked forward silently, without making a sound.
The scene was eerily bizarre.
"Hurry up, the dripping is getting faster. If our clothes get soaked through, we can go join them in death."
Wang Ye's brow furrowed slightly as he felt the increasing speed of the dripping and quickened his pace forward.
Zhang Kai followed behind Wang Ye. Hearing this, his expression changed, and he gritted his teeth to match Wang Ye's speed.
One minute later...
Outside the principal's office.
"Stand behind me, I'll open the door!"
Wang Ye spoke and violently kicked the principal's office door.
Bang!
Opening the door by hand now would be seeking death. Although kicking the door seemed reckless, it was the best option left.
Inside...
A middle-aged man's corpse was draped over the desk, its body dried up like the other corpses in the hallway.
Wang Ye silently stepped back behind Zhang Kai.
He had perfectly fulfilled the testing role of cannon fodder. Things were now beyond his capabilities.
What made Wang Ye frown was that the dripping inside the room was even more frequent, and the floor already had a thin layer of accumulated water.
In the green glow of Zhang Kai's eyes, Wang Ye vaguely saw a shadowy figure floating behind the principal. On the desk, a golden bottle's lid had opened at some point.
"Seeking death!"
Wang Ye's eyes were sinisterly dark. That golden bottle was clearly a container used to seal the ghost. This ghost had been suppressed before!
Yet someone had opened it!
Undoubtedly, the one who opened the bottle was the principal.
After the eternal night, the revived horrors...and now there were still people daring to open sealed golden artifacts!
"Zhang Kai, how much longer?"
Wang Ye took a deep breath and quietly asked.
"9 minutes."
"How long can you suppress the ghost?"
"5 minutes is my limit."
A hint of bitterness flashed across Zhang Kai's mouth.
They were out of time...
Fortunately, the only good news was that the shadowy figure just stood there faintly, not moving.
Ghosts that didn't move were relatively easy to deal with.
At least...
After killing an entire school building of people, there was no one left for this ghost to kill.
"Endure for 4 more minutes, then start suppression!"
Wang Ye closed his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly opened them and spoke.
"..."
Zhang Kai silently nodded.
Wang Ye's actions meant more innocent people would die in the next 4 minutes.
But he didn't criticize this saintly decision, because he knew this was the best solution.
Although it sounded cold-blooded...
It was the only option that could save more lives.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
