"Now we need to consider how we can survive the next four minutes," said Wang Ye as he felt the frequency of the water drops falling and the material of his school uniform, slightly frowning.
As someone who had died once before, he was not afraid of death. But this did not mean he was asking for death. If there was a chance to live, he would still try his best.
"Take off their jackets?" Zhang Kai hesitated for a moment, pointing at the dry corpses on the ground and asked.
"Foolish!" Doing this now would be no different from seeking death. As soon as you stretched your hand out, who knew if a water drop would happen to fall. Also, the clothes on the floor were already soaked and useless.
If only they had an umbrella now...
According to Wang Ye's estimate, his school uniform could only support two more minutes before being completely drenched. The moment the clothes were soaked, it would signify the arrival of death.
"Zhang Kai, stand with me and use one jacket to cover us," said Wang Ye.
"When my jacket reaches its limit, use yours."
Zhang Kai was stunned for a moment. After understanding Wang Ye's intention, his eyes instantly lit up. He moved next to Wang Ye and protected his own jacket from getting wet.
The two men huddled closely together under one not-so-big school jacket.
The entire fourth floor was eerily quiet, with only the sound of water drops falling incessantly.
The sound grew louder and more frequent, almost like a light rain. This meant there were more dead people.
As time passed bit by bit, Wang Ye felt the weight of his jacket changing. He silently said, "Support the jacket."
Zhang Kai decisively held up his jacket while Wang Ye threw away the one in his hands. A perfect switch.
"Ten," said Wang Ye.
"Nine."
"Eight."
"..."
"One."
"Start!"
Wang Ye closed his eyes, tapping his index finger rhythmically on his arm to count time.
Suddenly, Wang Ye opened his eyes and spoke.
At this instant, a sinister green glow emerged in Zhang Kai's anxious eyes as he stared fixedly at the specter behind the corpse of the principal.
A green beam connected Zhang Kai's eyes to the specter.
In a flash, the sound of water drops stopped.
The specter froze in place.
"Did it work?" Wang Ye cautiously held up the jacket, not daring to let go easily, and observed their surroundings carefully.
Fortunately, everything seemed normal.
"Now we can only hope your teammates don't arrive late," said Wang Ye coldly as he threw away the almost drenched jacket.
As for re-sealing the ghost in the vessel, it was not something an ordinary person like him could do.
It could be said, now, the lives of Wang Ye, Zhang Kai and all the survivors in the building depended entirely on Zhang Kai's teammates.
Because all Zhang Kai could do was deter, not seal.
Although the water drops had stopped, the ghost domain still existed. They could not escape from the school building.
Seeing Zhang Kai's ability to suppress the ghost now, Wang Ye's eyes showed a trace of surprise.
5 minutes of deterrence, although partly because this ghost's magnetic field was still relatively weak, without innate mobility. But it was still a freakish skill. No wonder Zhang Kai's team could advance to A-rank in their previous lives.
Unfortunately...
The more powerful the skill, the greater the cost. And the sooner the death.
This was the biggest drawback of humans.
Sure enough, as time went by, Zhang Kai's face grew paler and paler.
By the fourth minute, even blood flowed from Zhang Kai's eye sockets.
Zhang Kai's figure began to tremble slightly.
Even the ceiling was getting damp again.
Wang Ye frowned slightly. Was Zhang Kai reaching his limit on the deterrence?
Judging by Zhang Kai's current state, even if this incident could be resolved, he probably had only a few months left to live.
But that was the price supernatural ability users had to pay.
They enjoyed the top privileges and abundant resources in daily life. But at the same time, they also had to desperately fight when danger came.
Fortunately...
The glass in the principal's office suddenly shattered.
A figure leapt in vigorously through the window.
"Zhang Kai, are you alright!" said a middle-aged man with a pair of fleshy wings growing from his back, frowning slightly at Zhang Kai.
At this moment, Wang Ye quietly retreated into the darkness and soon disappeared.
He knew this paranormal incident should have been resolved now. He did not want to get involved in the subsequent cleanup work either.
After all, he was just an ordinary person.
When encountering paranormal events, ordinary people just needed to do their part.
In their previous lives, as the only ordinary person in an A-rank team, he often went to schools and places with large gatherings of ordinary people to educate them on what to do when encountering paranormal events.
But unfortunately...
There were many ordinary people, but only one Wang Ye.
Some even said that if Wang Ye had supernatural abilities, even if it was only one part of his body that awakened, he would become a top-ranked existence.
...
As expected, when Wang Ye walked downstairs, the ghost domain had disappeared.
Numerous investigators entered the school building, rescued survivors, and carried out follow-up work.
And Wang Ye gradually disappeared into the crowd.
...
Walking on the way home, Wang Ye frowned slightly. At this time in his previous life, he was still studying in Yong'an City.
To test whether he could change the trajectory of his previous life after rebirth, he had transferred to Beijing City. But he did not expect to encounter a paranormal event right after transferring.
But in his previous life, he did not seem to have heard of any paranormal outbreaks in Beijing City during this period.
After all, Beijing City was considered the safest city now, with headquarters of countless ghost hunting teams located here.
Was it because he had too little information in his previous life, or did the future change accordingly with his changes in this life?
All this left Wang Ye confused.
Unconsciously, Wang Ye returned to his new home.
After Wang Ye's parents passed away, they left him with some assets.
As he opened the door, Wang Ye froze, frowning deeply.
Even the paranormal incident at school did not affect his emotions too much.
In the living room of Wang Ye's new home, a semi-ethereal door had erected itself at some point.
Paranormal event?
That was Wang Ye's first reaction.
But soon after, the door opened...
Then a suction force came, pulling Wang Ye uncontrollably into the door.
A flash of white light.
Wang Ye slowly opened his eyes that had been blinded by the light, first surveying the surroundings.
This layout...
It was a post office!
The post office was empty, with all the items and environment flickering slightly, seemingly between semi-ethereal and semi-real.
Wang Ye was now standing in front of the counter in the post office.
On the counter was an old bloody envelope that seemed to be stained with blood, sitting quietly on the table.
Next to the envelope was a note that read:
"Address: City Cemetery, Gravestone #3."
"Burn the envelope in front of the gravestone."
"Reward: Ghost Leash."
"Deadline: 3 days."
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