Chapter 142: Supernatural Production Site Big East City, Riding the Starving Ghost

After roughly assessing his own condition, Zhang Hao left the spot.

At this moment, He Yuelian and the Ghost Bride had also dealt with those kings who were rushing over here.

"Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao, look quickly."

Zhang Hao, holding the Ghost Bride who arrived first by his side, looked toward Ghost's Walking He Yuelian.

At this moment, the other had a hint of excitement on her face, holding something in her hand.

Noticing Zhang Hao's attention shift from the Ghost Bride to herself, He Yuelian hurriedly raised her hand.

In He Yuelian's hand were a rust‑stained Coffin Nail and a black, blood‑stained Dagger.

"Is this the Coffin Nail from the Painter's hand? And that Dagger should be the one the king called Assassin held, right?"

Zhang Hao looked at the two Supernatural Artifacts and quickly guessed their origins.

Come to think of it, Zhang Hao had found the projectionist's position vanished, so he went to deal with the projectionist first, overlooking the assassin.

He didn't expect that this fellow, whatever he was doing, was actually caught by the Ghost Bride and He Yuelian.

"Hehe! These two items should be useful to you, right?"

Hearing that Zhang Hao discerned the origins of the two Supernatural Artifacts, He Yuelian smiled, looking as if to boast about me.

"Indeed useful, well done."

Zhang Hao nodded; the Ghost Bride had no habit of collecting Supernatural Artifacts, especially ones unsuitable for a Ghost Bride, which she basically never gathers.

If He Yuelian hadn't been there, these two items would truly have been abandoned.

Zhang Hao stepped forward and took the Coffin Nail from He Yuelian's hand.

"Keep that Dagger for yourself; it should help you."

Zhang Hao didn't take everything, because the Dagger held little meaning for him.

The Coffin Nail's suppressive power is strong and can aid Zhang Hao to some extent, but the Dagger is unnecessary.

"Alright." Hearing Zhang Hao decline the Dagger, He Yuelian, a bit disappointed, put it away.

"What shall we do next?"

He Yuelian tucked away the Dagger, her face showing confusion.

Zhang Hao's assigned goal for her was to find the Painter; now the Painter has been dealt with, and He Yuelian has no objective.

"I will return to the country for a while," Zhang Hao said calmly.

"As for you, there's no need to stay abroad; return as well, you can further develop the potential within your body during this time."

"You still have many methods unused; otherwise you wouldn't have been so easily restrained by these kings."

Zhang Hao pondered; at present there seemed nothing for He Yuelian to do.

The only thing she needed to do was keep living, passively enhancing the Ghost Bride's mindset.

"Return to the country? May I come with you?"

He Yuelian, upon hearing about returning, showed no surprised expression, as if it were a trivial matter.

Instead, she cared more about whether she could follow Zhang Hao and perform better.

"No, the matters I face next are dangerous; with your current strength, you'd be easily killed."

Zhang Hao shook his head; the Ghost Bride had obtained the Painter's Supernatural Artifact, and the remaining targets would be hard for He Yuelian to join.

"... Alright."

He Yuelian nodded in disappointment, but quickly cast aside the loss, cheerfully stepping forward to grasp Zhang Hao's other hand.

Because on the way back to the country, Zhang Hao would take her along, which excited her, allowing her to stay with Zhang Hao longer.

However, He Yuelian clearly misjudged; Zhang Hao's return wasn't by plane as she imagined.

He used the Ghost Domain directly; one moment He Yuelian was pondering how long they could stay, the next they were already back inland.

"Is that it?"

He Yuelian looked around with startled uncertainty.

"This is Da'ao City," Zhang Hao nodded.

"Alright, I'm leaving now; for this period, you stay in Da'ao City first."

Having said that, Zhang Hao prepared to depart.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Seeing Zhang Hao pulling the Ghost Bride to leave, He Yuelian hurried forward.

She came over, took Zhang Hao's hand, firmly stroked her own head, then rubbed her pure, flawless face.

It was like a kitten before its owner leaves, actively seeking the other's warmth.

"Alright, remember not to let me stay alone too long, okay?"

Ten minutes later, He Yuelian released her hand, her gaze a bit hazy as she looked at Zhang Hao.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Hao nodded, though he clearly couldn't grasp He Yuelian's emotions.

"Perhaps it's the intimacy between groom and bride that makes He Yuelian especially close to me," Zhang Hao thought.

When Zhang Hao and the Ghost Bride left Da'ao City, the Ghost Bride suddenly halted and looked at Zhang Hao.

She held Zhang Hao's hand, as if learning He Yuelian's previous behavior, proactively letting Zhang Hao rub her own head.

"Not bad, trying a new behavior again."

Seeing the bride's appearance, Zhang Hao had no further intention to act.

The recent contact with He Yuelian should have given the Ghost Bride many more behaviors and habits to try to understand.

Especially the head‑rubbing action; He Yuelian did it once when she first met Zhang Hao and then separated, which made the Ghost Bride remember the gesture.

On the other side, some incomprehensible county town.

"This should be the final delivery location for the last letter, right?"

A middle‑aged man and a cold‑faced youth stared at the strange county town ahead, murmuring softly.

"Are you sure you can resolve the Ghost Post Office now?"

The youth looked at the strange county town, his eyes filled with apprehension.

"Don't worry; as long as I can become the post office's manager, I'm confident I can solve the Ghost Post Office's problem."

"The Ghost Post Office's loss of control stems mainly from lacking a manager; the current sole manager is a dead person."

"As long as a living person is in charge, the Ghost Post Office's instability will be restored quickly."

Zhang Xianguang's expression was calm, appearing extremely composed.

"Moreover, if I can become the post office's manager, my subsequent actions can be carried out further."

"I'll trust you this once," Yang Jian said, replying coldly.

Because of the Ghost Post Office's loss of control, during this period the Reality World and Da Han City have seen many Supernatural Incidents.

To mitigate the damage caused by the Ghost Post Office's instability, Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang formed a partnership.

"Don't worry; as long as I can become the post office's manager and have the Ghost Post Office's protection, I can soon take that step."

Zhang Xianguang heard Yang Jian's words and flashed a confident smile.

"Is that so?" Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly; he understood Zhang Xianguang's meaning.

If he can become the Ghost Post Office's manager, with its protection and without leaving the Ghost Post Office, Zhang Xianguang would be equivalent to a true Fierce Ghost.

Under these circumstances, Zhang Xianguang's growth rate would undergo a qualitative transformation.

Combined with Zhang Xianguang's knowledge of various Republic Era secrets, he could soon attain the power of the Seven Elders.

On the other side.

Da Lin City.

During this period, Da Lin City experienced an S‑level Supernatural Incident, the "Skin‑Changing Bride."

To resolve this Supernatural Incident, Headquarters dispatched five captains—Li Jun, Han Mo, Li Leping, He Yiner, and Liu San—to participate.

If the situation were normal, there would be no need to send so many, and it should proceed step by step.

But the problem is, Headquarters is truly frightened by the Red and White Double Evil.

Now, hearing a Supernatural Incident related to a White Affair or a Red Affair triggers an involuntary stress response.

Especially now that the Red and White Double Evil have vanished without a trace, no one knows what the other is plotting.

To be safe, they have to let more captains take action.

On the other side, where are the Red and White Double Evil that Headquarters is constantly worrying about now?

Big East City.

After the incident in Big East City, the city became a living‑person forbidden zone; no one dares to live there. Yet, paradoxically, some have found that Supernatural Incidents are scarce, while many things in the city are tainted with a special supernatural aura.

If these supernatural‑tainted items are taken away and properly reworked, they can become a Supernatural Artifact capable of confronting Fierce Ghosts.

Recently, an organization founded in Big East City has developed many special tools through the city.

Although many things in the city have lost their function, touching them causes them to instantly turn to powder and disperse.

Nevertheless, the city still retains many items that living people can touch.

For example, some rebar in buildings or wooden sticks; these can pierce a Fierce Ghost's body and temporarily suppress it as weapons.

Also, some powder ground from an unknown substance, resembling ash.

When sprinkled on a Fierce Ghost, the powder prevents the ghost from locating a target for a period of time.

If applied to a Ghost Tamer, it can briefly suppress a Fierce Ghost's revival.

More uniquely, the smartphones produced in this city, black‑and‑white from the supernatural contamination, should theoretically have become unusable.

Yet when some people studied them closely, they discovered the phones actually carry a special supernatural property.

Using the phone, or a camera in the city, to take a photo of someone subjects the subject to an incomprehensible curse.

After a certain time, the photographed person will transform into the person in the photo.

One could say that this city, a forbidden zone for living people, has become a gold mine in the eyes of Ghost Tamers.

"Yang Shuang, what are you looking at? We should go to Big East City to find something,"

In Big East City's outskirts, on the black‑and‑white city streets, a group walked; the two leading figures looked strange, seemingly still Ghost Tamers.

Such a situation is now commonplace in Big East City, even though the city sees few Supernatural Incidents.

However, in the city center stands a strange Old Mansion; occasionally a few Fierce Ghosts emerge, but they quickly leave Big East City.

To ensure safety, many Ghost Tamers who enter Big East City to hunt treasure form two‑ or three‑person teams.

First, to avoid encountering Supernatural Incidents that a lone person cannot handle.

Second, to avoid running into other Ghost Tamers and resulting black‑on‑black conflicts.

Although Big East City contains many items, it is not entirely safe.

In this supernatural‑tainted city, some items bear incomprehensible curses; reckless contact without precise judgment easily leads to supernatural influence.

Consequently, many Ghost Tamers roaming the city do not deliberately seek Supernatural Artifacts, but instead keep an eye on other Ghost Tamers.

"I don't know why, I just feel uneasy,"

Yang Shuang walked the city streets, looking at the skyscrapers, and felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

"Ha? Is that necessary? With the two of us cooperating, hardly anyone in the Big East City team can deal with us, right?"

"The only threat that constantly appears in Big East City, preventing us from resisting, is Wang Chaling."

"But Wang Chaling, as a captain, despises these supernatural‑tainted scraps in the city."

"We just need to avoid provoking Headquarters' search teams."

"Since they can produce Supernatural Artifacts, how could Headquarters not be taking action?"

It's just that compared to the scope of Big East City, there are still too few people at Headquarters, and they can only search a portion of the area.

Aside from the areas overseen by Headquarters, the other places are basically being searched by individual Ghost Tamer clubs.

"I hope so."

Yang Shuang shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

But when he thought of the powder produced by this city that can Suppress Fierce Ghost revival, he quickly cast the dangerous thought from his mind.

After all, most Ghost Tamers who come to this city only want the items that can Suppress Fierce Ghost revival; other things pose little threat to them.

Indeed, this city is merely a remnant of the supernatural, and what it produces aren't true Supernatural Artifacts; perhaps calling them Ghostly Artifacts is more appropriate.

"Speaking of which, lately Wang Chaling's traces in Big East City have become more frequent; did something happen?"

The two chatted idly while walking forward.

Big East City, Ning An Building.

Although the city is abandoned, no treasure‑seeking Ghost Tamer dares to approach the building lightly.

Inside, the house was dim; the windows had been deliberately sealed during renovation, and the black‑and‑white structure looked especially eerie.

However, Wang Chaling seemed familiar with the surroundings; he held a flashlight and walked down the dim Staircase toward the Basement.

This is a Safety Room he set up; the Ning An Building above ground is merely a cover.

Wang Chaling arrived at this hidden Safety Room without any intention to do anything or stay long; he was just conducting a routine check, because within this Basement Safety Room a terrifying Fierce Ghost codenamed Hungry Death Ghost is being detained.

A source Fierce Ghost of an S-Class Supernatural Incident, even though it has been nailed to death by a Coffin Nail.

Wang Chaling still felt uneasy; whenever he has time, even if Big East City is uninhabited, he still comes by to investigate.

This place is also one of the few remaining colorful spots in Big East City.

After entering the Basement, Wang Chaling walked straight to a special room and stopped.

Through a small window on the massive door, he looked inside the room.

He had thought this was a routine inspection, but the scene inside the room instantly widened Wang Chaling's eyes.

At that moment, the Safety Room was completely empty; the Hungry Death Ghost that had been detained there had mysteriously vanished.

"How could this be? How could such a thing happen? The Hungry Death Ghost disappeared," Wang Chaling felt horrified.

He stared intently at every corner of the room, repeatedly confirming.

But the Safety Room is small, just a few square meters of a single chamber, surrounded by walls on all sides.

Moreover, these walls are forged of gold, leaving no blind spots; a glance reveals everything.

"Did someone discover my Safety Room and steal the Hungry Death Ghost?"

"Indeed, we shouldn't let these Ghost Tamers roam freely in Big East City."

Wang Chaling's expression grew grim; as news spread that Big East City could produce Ghostly Artifacts, more people came to the city.

Although most people wisely refrain from entering Ning An Building, there's no guarantee that some daring souls won't try to enter.

Wang Chaling's complexion shifted; after a brief shock, he forced himself to stay calm and began to contemplate the situation.

Yet, in the next instant, a bizarre figure emerged from the darkness.

"Red and White Double Evil!"

Wang Chaling startled; behind the glass stood the Red and White Double Evil, which had been missing for a month.

"Has this thing set its sights on the Hungry Death Ghost?"

Wang Chaling reacted the moment the Red and White Double Evil appeared.

The White Evil rode a Ghostly Servant, even killed Wei Jing, and restored the Ghostly Servant.

According to Headquarters data, the White Evil possesses intelligence.

Clearly, this guy is now targeting the Hungry Death Ghost, a Fierce Ghost that, like the Ghostly Servant, can grow without limit.

Wang Chaling took a deep breath, cast all his thoughts aside, steadied himself, and prepared to confront the Fierce Ghost.

At the same time behind him, four cold, eerie figures suddenly materialized.

He had already witnessed the strangeness of the Red and White Double Evil, but thanks to Chen Qiaoyang's warning, he also realized his grandparents' might.

It was an almost incomprehensible power; none of Headquarters' captains could withstand Wang Chaling's grandparents.

Upon careful recollection, he realized that the Red and White Double Evil hadn't attacked him before likely because of his grandparents' presence.

"Tap tap tap!"

Footsteps echoed in the dim Basement, and soon a pallid, colorless figure emerged.

The newcomer's face was hidden by a white Face-Covering Cloth, yet emitted a bizarre, cold Gaze.

Under that stare, Wang Chaling's body was turning black and white at a visible speed.

"I've already mastered the Hungry Death Ghost; you show up now, it's already meaningless."

"But you bringing these ghosts here as a celebration gift is still quite nice."

Zhang Hao's voice was icy, evoking despair.

"This thing has become even more terrifying!"

Wang Chaling's expression turned sour; after all, he is just an ordinary person and cannot endure such a stare.

Even the four ghosts beside him, and seemingly Wang Chaling's grandparents, seemed affected by some supernatural influence, unable to act.

My mind really can't focus; taking a break, one chapter first, perhaps the author needs to relax their mental state.

(End of Chapter)