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"The Dragon Elephant Guard specializes in melee combat, so they are clearly unsuitable. Pass!"

"Giants? Where am I supposed to get them 3D Maneuver Gear? That's out of the question!"

"Then the Anbu?"

“Ninjas are naturally skilled at intelligence gathering, and even without chakra, they are more suitable than the Dragon Elephant Guards and the Giant Legion!”

Mu Sheng quickly made his choice, using the Naruto Anbu as a template to create a force suitable for the current world.

Without further ado, Mu Sheng immediately picked up the Deceitful Ghost and got to work.

The power of the Deceitful Ghost's rules gathered and permeated the void two meters in front of Mu Sheng.

Soon, a person dressed in the uniform of the Hokage's Anbu appeared out of thin air in the room.

The three jet-black tomoe in his eyes indicate his bloodline identity.

They were the first Uchiha clan members to pledge allegiance to Maki.

However, those empty, lifeless eyes proved that this person was still just a mindless body.

"Pity"

Mu Sheng poked those familiar eyeballs: "The shape is easy to create, but the power of the Sharingan cannot be created."

The supernatural power of the Deceitful Ghost cannot yet affect the rules.

Airplanes, cannons, and even aircraft carriers—Mu Sheng can easily create them all if he wants.

However, it is absolutely impossible to create an item containing supernatural elements out of thin air.

"That's right. Being able to create supernatural phenomena out of thin air means being able to create ghosts; being able to create ghosts means being able to set rules; that's already the authority of the creator!"

Mu Sheng shook his head; the Deceitful Ghost clearly couldn't possess power of that level.

“However.” Mu Sheng glanced at the 'ninja' in front of him, and the motorcycle that had been made from a water cup beside him.

"If this were a world without any supernatural powers, such a method of creating things out of thin air would indeed be worthy of being called a creator."

Unfortunately, this is a terrifying world where vengeful ghosts have resurrected, so the supernatural powers of the Deceitful Ghost are no match for it.

"Huh? If that's the case," Mu Sheng suddenly thought of something.

"Deep within the supernatural world, is there a ghost that can create ghosts?"

"The Demon Mother? The Creator Demon? Or perhaps..."

"World consciousness!?"

Mu Sheng's eyes narrowed as he recalled his previous guess about 'using ghosts to practice Gu'.

In the original novel, Yang Jian, with the help of a strange ghost child and the fusion of several of his own fierce ghosts, was able to dominate the entire supernatural era for fifty years.

Mu Sheng couldn't understand why this was so illogical.

Yes, the ghost eye, headless ghost shadow, ghost lake, ghost dream, and so on within Yang Jian's body are all exceptionally powerful ghosts.

But with these powers, can they really suppress an entire supernatural era and stop the endless stream of vengeful ghosts?

Mu Sheng expressed his doubts!
Before transmigrating to the mysterious world of resurgence, Mu Sheng could explain it with the 'Ten-Turn Net-Purifying Gu'.

But after actually transmigrating to this world, Mu Sheng had to think more.

"Is it possible that Yang Jian was already dead when he was resurrected in the Ghost Mirror in the original novel?"

"Is the revived Yang Jian actually a world consciousness possessing Yang Jian's memories?"

Suddenly, Mu Sheng had a flash of inspiration and thought of something extraordinary.

"No, no, we have to urge Jian'er not to try to tough it out on her own anymore, she should come and cling to Daddy's leg!"

Mu Sheng noted this down in his notebook, and then turned his attention to the half-finished product in front of him.

After inspecting the semi-finished body, Mu Sheng began the next stage of modification.

"First and foremost, physical fitness; max out all attributes!"

Under the supernatural rules of the Deceitful Ghost, the muscles on the unfinished product became firmer, and its bones and internal organs were strengthened.

They have all reached the theoretical limits of humankind!
The endurance of long-distance runners, the explosive power of sprinters, the strength of weightlifters, and so on.

The perfect body, which only exists in theory, has been shaped by the supernatural rules of the deceitful ghost.

If this weren't a world filled with ghosts and horrors, this body would definitely pique the research interest of all scientists.

"Then there are knowledge and skills."

"Since it's modeled after the Anbu, various sword techniques, physical skills, and shuriken throwing techniques are a must."

"Hmm, we need to modify it and make it a chakra-free version."

For Mu Sheng, a martial arts grandmaster who has mastered thousands of martial arts techniques across several worlds, this was something he could accomplish in just a few minutes.

"Then, basic common sense of modern society, the skills for using various firearms and firearms, various tactical knowledge, and the driving of various means of transportation by land, sea, and air."

"Oh, and there are also various laws and regulations (the new laws of the underworld), as well as knowledge of government affairs, administration, and finance."

Mu Sheng kept stuffing all the useful knowledge and skills he could think of into his half-finished brain.

"Hey? Why are you bleeding?"

Just as Mu Sheng was getting into the swing of imparting knowledge, he suddenly noticed that the half-finished product's nose was bleeding.

Immediately afterwards, blood started flowing from his eyes and ears.

Mu Sheng quickly took over to check.

"Damn, did my brain overload from being bombarded with too much knowledge at once?"

"Tsk! Mortals really do have their limits!"

Mu Sheng didn't even consider how much stuff he had stuffed inside; even a super genius couldn't withstand that.

"trouble!"

"It seems we still have to selectively impart different knowledge and skills according to the job requirements."

Mu Sheng curled his lip, refreshed the unfinished body, then deleted a large amount of knowledge and information, only instilling combat-related skills.

Then the consciousness of the unfinished product was awakened.

Uchiha Number One slowly opened his eyes, processed the information in his mind, and immediately knelt on one knee, saying, "This humble general pays respects to the Great Emperor Yama!"

Mu Sheng didn't say anything, just looked at the product in front of him, thinking about where modifications were needed.

"Hmm, I need to change my clothes. This outfit makes me look like a cosplayer."

As Mu Sheng thought, Uchiha No. 1's ANBU uniform instantly transformed into a black SWAT team uniform.

The armor is made of high-strength hard plastic, with a full-coverage helmet and a full set of weapons.

He's practically a counter-terrorism special forces soldier!

"That's the right art style!"

Mu Sheng nodded in satisfaction, and then bestowed the supernatural power of the newspaper ghost upon Uchiha Number One.

The Sharingan eyes beneath the full-face helmet suddenly changed.

It turned into a pair of paper eyes that looked like folded newspapers, with lots of wet ink on them.

"OK! Mission accomplished!"

Mu Sheng looked at his work and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

Subsequently, Mu Sheng created various artificial humans with different functions according to different needs.

There are Uchiha models that assist in combat, Hyuga models that are responsible for searching for targets, and various other types of androids that are responsible for logistics, legal trials, governance, and other functions.

Then, using these artificial humans as templates, hundreds or thousands of copies of each model were made.

This is only possible because of Mu Sheng. If any other ghost tamer had done this, they would have died long ago from the resurrection of the vengeful spirit.

"Next, we will completely take control of the entire Dachang!"

Mu Sheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the fifth floor, looking in the direction of Dachang City, and muttered to himself.

With the outbreak of paranormal events, city officials in various regions, especially those with great power, have gradually broken away from the country's jurisdiction.

Take, for example, Ye Zhen, the head of Dahai City and the leader of the paranormal forum.

Take Fang Shiming, the number one figure in the WeChat Moments, for example. In ancient times, he would have been a local warlord who obeyed orders but not decrees.

These are things that powerful ghost tamers in the original work could do, so naturally Mu Sheng, this cheat-like character, can also do them.

Previously, Mu Sheng lacked suitable personnel, and he was unwilling to waste time and energy on such trivial matters as managing a city's administration. Therefore, he hadn't taken any action. Now, using the supernatural power of the Deceitful Ghost, Mu Sheng's loyal subordinates have all returned.

Naturally, this matter needs to be put on the agenda.

Dachang City, City Police Department!

"toot toot"

The police chief was annoyed as he listened to the dial tone of the unanswered call.

"Snapped!"

The police chief slammed the receiver onto the landline, his anger finally becoming undisguised.

"This Zhao Kaiming, it's been more than half a month, and there's still no news. What kind of damn person in charge is he!"

The police chief was furious. He had thought Zhao Kaiming was incredibly powerful because of his arrogant attitude!

More than half a month has passed, and the attacks in the city have not only not been contained, but have instead escalated.

What's even more infuriating is that he can't get in touch with Zhao Kaiming anymore.

Previously, with Zhao Kaiming holding the line, he could manage to stall for time, but now that Zhao Kaiming could no longer be contacted, the police chief immediately sensed something was wrong.

Although the attack involved supernatural events, he would also be implicated if things continued this way.

His colleagues, especially those with differing stances, would certainly not let this opportunity pass them by.

Politics is so dirty!

"No, I can't take this responsibility!"

The police chief picked up the phone again, about to dial someone's number.

at this time.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed in the office, and a figure dressed in the uniform of a ghost messenger appeared beside the police chief.

[Underworld Messenger: Feng Quan (Newspaper Ghost)]

"who?"

The sudden appearance of the underworld official startled the police chief, who instinctively reached for the pistol at his waist.

The human skin hood on the underworld messenger's head, the blood-stained words on his chest, and the way he appears all point to one fact.

This person's visit is ill-intentioned!
However, the moment the police chief touched his pistol, the underworld messenger Feng Quan's hand was already pressed against his face.

Where the hand covered, a blood-stained newspaper appeared, completely covering the police chief's face.

A few minutes later.

Feng Quan removed his hand, completing the interrogation of the police chief's memory.

"Abuse of power, involvement in organized crime, corruption, and harming the innocent—this devil deserves to go to hell!"

The blood-stained newspaper that had been covering the police chief's face quickly covered his entire body.

Amidst a series of squeezing and sucking sounds, the police chief was quickly swallowed up by the blood-stained newspaper.

After killing the police chief, Feng Quan did not leave immediately, but stood quietly in the office.

A dozen seconds later, another golden light flashed.

An android that looks exactly like the police chief appeared in the chief's office.

Feng Quan then reconnected with the Golden Ghost Prison. As the next wave of ghost domain power swept past, he activated a golden light and disappeared.

"Cough cough."

After Feng Quan left, the police chief coughed a few times, adjusted his voice, and picked up the phone next to him.

"Hu Hai, bring your men to Shanshui Manor to see me at nine o'clock tonight!"

"Siyong, bring it with you at nine o'clock tonight."

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As the calls were made, the 'police chief' quickly informed all his trusted confidants of the evening's gathering.

While the police chief was doing these things, Feng Quan, who had left the city police station, appeared in a building adorned with flags and badges.

A few minutes later.

One phone call after another was made from the most central office in the building.

Subsequently, Feng Quan's figure appeared and disappeared repeatedly in different places in Dachang City, and many people who were little known to the general public were brought together.

No one knows what happened that night.

All I remember is that the next day, the entire city of Dachang underwent an earthquake-like transformation.

A large number of new people have flooded into every department of the government, a group of new people who are completely unfamiliar to everyone.

Many more people were subsequently dismissed.

This bizarre job change immediately caused an uproar.

It's important to know that these kinds of government positions are notoriously difficult to get into or leave.

It's hard to get in, but as long as you don't break the law, it's also hard for your superiors to fire you!

However, this rule was broken countless times in a single day.

"Fire me? What right do you have to fire me? Do you even know who my father is?"

Inside a government office building in the city center, Li Yitian, dressed head-to-toe in designer clothes, was angrily shouting.

However, the superior who wanted to fire him simply waved his hand expressionlessly: "Take him away!"

Immediately afterwards, two burly new men stepped forward, grabbed Li Yitian, dragged him outside, and quickly threw him out of the building.

"Old Wang has gone mad. That's Li Erjiang's son. Isn't he afraid of being retaliated against?"

"Have you noticed? The new guys who arrived today are all very muscular, like they came from the military."

"Wow! Now that you mention it, it's really something... This is going to be big!"

"."

The office staff were all discussing what had just happened.

And the same thing keeps happening in other places.

Meanwhile, residents of Dachang City also noticed that there were many more patrol officers in special police uniforms on the streets today.

On the back of the combat uniform, there was a character "镇" (zhen, meaning town) printed in the size of a human head.

"Ah! Murder!"

A loud, explosive scream came from the street corner not far away.

As residents of Dachang know, this is yet another attack.

In the past, after an attack, the perpetrators would quickly flee, but today is different.

A patrol team dressed in black combat uniforms quickly surrounded the attackers.

Just as the citizens were wondering how they were going to catch the criminals.

call out!call out!call out!
A dozen or so dark figures flashed by.

The citizens were shocked to discover that the attacker had been pinned to death by more than a dozen kunai-like knives!
"Nani?"

"Hidden weapons? Martial arts? Am I seeing things?"

"Cool! That's so cool!"

"I knew it! The things passed down from our ancestors are true!"

The citizens expressed their shock while silently watching the patrol team handle the aftermath.

Looking at the group of people dressed in black combat uniforms, a sense of security welled up in my heart.

We shouldn't have to be afraid of attacks anymore!
Three days later.

The entire city of Dachang fell into Musheng's hands, and the attack that had plagued the citizens of Dachang for many days was quickly thwarted.

With this, Musheng gained control of Dachang City, and the citizens felt safe.

The underworld's methods for eliminating demons and monsters have shifted from brutal killings to direct punishment using new laws.

And so, a world where only the wanderers are wounded was created!
Wanderer:
(End of this chapter)