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Chapter 421 The First National Ghost Tamer Conference

Three minutes ago.

Yang Jian was idly playing with his phone inside the venue.

Yang Jian, who hadn't resolved the Hungry Ghost incident and the Caesars Hotel issue, was still just a nobody in the Ghost Tamer circle.

The rescue of Feng Quan in Huanggang Village, the dismantling of Xiaoqiang Club, the Ghost Shadow incident, etc., were just minor incidents.

No one paid attention to him, so naturally no one targeted him, which made him quite content.

He was still worried that this conference was a trap.

This was his first time attending a large-scale meeting at headquarters, but he wasn't interested in what kind of meeting it was, nor would he take the initiative to strike up conversations with heads of other cities.

He didn't have a good impression of the headquarters and didn't want to come at all, but in Dachang City, he witnessed firsthand how the vengeful ghost died.

And, the perfectly formed giant crater in the center of Dachang, with a diameter of one kilometer.

That primordial, world-shaking power completely shattered his worldview.

So, ghosts can die.

It turns out that ghosts aren't the only ones who can defeat them.

It turns out that there's no need to understand the patterns of ghosts; with a single move, everything can be turned to ashes.

Therefore, it is only natural to cling to the emperor's organization.

Moreover, even the previously arrogant headquarters is now all smiles and behaving with extreme subservience, as if they wish to be incorporated into the Emperor's organization.

"Yang Jian, it's been a long time."

Feng Quan sat down next to Yang Jian, his sallow, lifeless face forcing an ugly smile at Yang Jian.

"Long time no see, but don't smile at me like that next time, it's creepy," Yang Jian said, forcing a smile.

He smelled the rotten, earthy odor emanating from Feng's body and felt unwell.

Feng Quan was the first person in charge of Dachang City. He had been a ghost tamer for longer than Zhou Zheng, and his body had been corrupted by vengeful ghosts to the point that it was difficult for him to be considered human.

Yang Jian estimated that beneath Feng Quan's skin, there was probably no flesh or bones left, only damp, foul-smelling grave soil.

However, Yang Jian didn't mind this much, since he figured he would be in the same boat in the future, with less and less of his human body remaining.

Now his body below the neck is almost completely rotten and has lost most of its functions, so he can only be considered a corpse.

Half-dead, this is the inevitable path for ghost tamers, but Yang Jian unexpectedly saw several ghost tamers in excellent condition at the conference.

"Well, you're getting more and more domineering." Feng Quan also stopped smiling.

"No wonder he survived the starving ghost incident."

"Are you mocking me? You're not good at this, by the way." Yang Jian turned around and glared at me.

He pointed to the venue and said, "Are there only two hundred or so Ghost Tamers in the whole country?"

"Much less than I expected."

Within Dachang City alone, Yang Jian has seen and killed at least twenty or thirty Ghost Masters.

There can't possibly be only two hundred or so ghost tamers nationwide. If a city can't even get one ghost tamer, how can they suppress paranormal events?

"There are definitely more than that, but headquarters can't possibly bring all the Ghost Tamers from all over the country to Dajing City. Many places still need Ghost Tamers to be stationed there." Li Leping, who was sitting not far from Yang Jian, kindly explained when he heard Yang Jian's question.

"Moreover, most of those who can attend this meeting are the heads of a city, as well as the strongest members of civilian ghost-controlling organizations like Ye Zhen."

"It can be said that this place has gathered the elite of the country's ghost tamers."

Yang Jian turned to look at Li Leping and realized that he couldn't remember what the other person looked like. While thanking him, he also became more vigilant.

"Even Ye Zhen is here. The Emperor's organization really has a grand presence." A stranger, a ghost tamer, also joined in the conversation.

"The Emperor's organization actually wants so many of us to wait for him."

Haha, if you saw the scene in Dachang City, you wouldn't be so surprised.

Who is Ye Zhen? He almost knelt down on the spot.

And those so-called kings are no better than ants.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian glanced at the strange man, who was playing with a paper frog in his hand.

The man smiled and said, "My name is Liu San."

never heard of that.

Yang Jian nodded, not wanting to say anything more.

Liu San took the initiative to change the subject: "I remember that so-called Emperor Organization initially solved the S-level starving ghost incident in Dachang City."

"Yang Jian, you're the person in charge of Dachang City, are you saying that's true?"

Upon hearing these words, several ghost tamers nearby also perked up their ears.

Yang Jian glanced at him sideways: "I was distracted by other things at the time and didn't see how the Emperor's organization dealt with the starving ghost incident."

"But so many ghost tamers have seen it with their own eyes, you can go and ask them."

"Moreover, the starving ghosts are nothing compared to the other things they do."

Yang Jian's suggestion was well-intentioned.

Having witnessed the true power of the Emperor's organization, what are starving ghosts compared to them?

The rise of the Emperor Organization is unstoppable, but there are always some brainless Ghost Masters who think that others are overrated and insist on hitting a brick wall.

He is now very grateful that he still has some connection with them, after all, he exchanged human skin paper for supernatural items with them.

He also contributed a little when the King's organization attacked Dachang City.

Liu San lowered his head thoughtfully.

In fact, he was very dissatisfied with the headquarters' tough stance.

The operator's attitude made him want to rush to headquarters and teach her a lesson.

But in the end, he still had to attend the meeting in person.

It wasn't just verbal threats from headquarters.

More than anything, he wanted to see just how powerful the Emperor Organization was, the one that could make the headquarters so powerful.

Moreover, it seems that troublemakers like Ye Zhen, Wang Chaling, and Shen Lin will all have to attend the meeting obediently, so it's no wonder he's timid.

The ghost tamer behind him couldn't help but sneer: "Little kid, you're supposed to be the person in charge of Dachang City? Turns out you're just a coward hiding in hiding."

The moment these words were spoken, the relatively harmonious atmosphere vanished.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who had spoken.

"While I was suppressing the evil spirits in Dachang City, you were probably still drinking your mother's milk in some corner, you idiot!" Yang Jian wouldn't back down or care about the occasion.

He went straight to the point and asked his mother, a typical Yang-style greeting—simple yet forceful.

The man clearly hadn't expected to be personally attacked. His face turned pale and then green in an instant. Seeing the mocking looks from the people around him, he was instantly filled with rage.

"You little brat who hasn't even grown all his feathers yet—"

Yang Jian retorted with a cold laugh: "Doesn't your mother know that my pubic hair hasn't fully grown yet?"

The ghost tamer's face began to wrinkle, and an eerie aura emanated from him.

Yang Jian didn't give in either. One after another, ghost eyes cracked open in his hand, and he held a blood-stained dagger in his hand, its scarlet light covering the man.

Just as tensions were about to rise, the door opened wide.

Wang Xiaoming, Cao Yanhua, and a man they had met once before walked in.

It was actually him.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes.

The man glared at Yang Jian fiercely: "I'll settle the score with you later."

Yang Jian sneered and slowly sat down. He had obtained two very handy supernatural weapons, and it was the perfect time for anyone to have the guts to take a gamble.

Zhuang Boshi noticed the slight commotion, but it was nothing to worry about.

He glanced around and saw that most of the ghost tamers were silent, each doing their own thing, and no one showed any signs of impatience.

There were hooded ghost tamers sleeping with their heads down, their bodies stiff like corpses; there were ghost tamers with a dejected look playing on their phones with their ghosts; there were heavily made-up female ghost tamers touching up their damaged lips; and Liu San was even folding paper frogs on the conference table.

Of the more than two hundred attendees, very few were normal; they all had some strange aspects to them.

Among them, Wang Chaling seems to be the only one who looks like a normal person.

As for Li Leping, not many ghost tamers paid him any attention.

Soon, cell phone signals at the scene were blocked, and surveillance equipment was turned on one after another, clearly to prevent the leakage of internal information.

Zhuang Boshi began, "Everyone, the main purpose of this meeting today is to integrate the power of the paranormal community in China."

"Responding to the crisis of the apocalypse."

"This is both a mobilization meeting to unify thinking."

"It was also a mobilization meeting to prepare for battle."

Zhuang Boshi got straight to the point, glancing around at all the ghost tamers.

"Everyone is busy, so we won't waste any time."

"First, Minister Cao will announce the contents of the agreement."

Cao Yanhua immediately added, "After research, the headquarters will sign a joint defense agreement with the Emperor Organization, which will then have full authority over all matters related to the supernatural within the country."

"Twelve powers, including the authority to manage and command the person in charge, the authority to mobilize armed forces, the authority to allocate gold quotas, the authority to manage civilian ghost-taming organizations, and the authority to investigate and try ghost-taming criminals—"

"Hand everything over to the Emperor's organization!"

These words immediately caused an uproar.

The headquarters essentially outsourced its responsibilities and authority, and even sold all the Ghost Tamers to a Ghost Tamer organization.

This is truly outrageous, and completely inconsistent with the headquarters' status and style.

If outsourcing is possible, why didn't headquarters outsource it to earlier paranormal forums and social media circles? Ignoring the astonished looks below, Cao Yanhua continued, "We are now facing a great upheaval unseen in a century. We must unite everyone's strength to preserve this country and the destiny of humanity."

"We cannot allow those in charge to fight their own battles and become a disorganized mess."

"Therefore, all Ghost Tamers must unconditionally obey the Emperor's orders."

"And if any demon tamer fails in his duty, he becomes an enemy of the people!"

"The emperor also has the power to imprison or even kill criminal ghost tamers without approval, in order to maintain national order and establish a positive image for the headquarters."

There was dead silence in the venue.

Everyone stared intently at Cao Yanhua's face, their expressions filled with disbelief.

With so many privileges granted, the Emperor Organization is truly about to become an emperor!
Cao Yang looked horrified, because even he hadn't received any prior warning.

Zhuang Boshi looked calmly and smiled as he looked at all the ghost tamers.

Serious illnesses require strong medicine.

The news from Elder Qin made him feel even more urgent, even though this group of ghost tamers were neither human nor ghost, and their strength varied.

But faced with the apocalyptic disaster, the Central Plains team only had a dozen or so people, and even if they were all put in, it wouldn't be enough.

There are at least tens of thousands of ghost tamers in China, and the number is constantly increasing. Being able to utilize them would make them a very useful force.

The headquarters still holds authority. By using the headquarters as a shell, these ghost tamers can be united as one, just like Yang Jian's law enforcement captain later on.

Moreover, he could not allow these ghost tamers to live each other's lives in peace and quiet.

You have to roll it up for me!
Those who have mastered one must master the second within a week, and those who have mastered two must master the third within two weeks.

The more ghost tamers there are, the fewer vengeful ghosts there are.

The vengeful spirits are so useful; as long as you control them, they can instantly become combat power. How can you not think about how to improve them!
In the original work, the growth of the generation in the supernatural circle was actually very limited. The most obvious example was probably Li Jun. Many other captains, including Wei Jing who leveled up while AFK and Ye Zhen who had unlimited potential, did not grow at all after the Ghost Lake incident.

Captain Cao Yang, after taking Fang Shiming's body, only used the ghost inside him and didn't know where his original ghost had gone.

With the potential of the ghost peddler, he should theoretically have a brighter future.

There are also ninja turtles like Wang Chaling, who clearly possess powerful supernatural abilities capable of soloing Ghost Lake, yet never bother to develop them, ultimately becoming utterly shameful as a turtle.

Leaving aside the second generation of the Wang family, the first generation of the Wang family was clearly an incomparably powerful evil spirit, at least at the level of Zhang Xianguang. How could they only be able to carry out some simple and crude violent attacks like zombies?

There must be many secrets about them waiting to be discovered.

However, Wang Chaling's aversion to the supernatural prevented him from developing his potential, which can only be described as a waste of his talents.

Not to mention Shen Lin, the pre-selected team leader who inexplicably plunged into Ghost Lake and then disappeared without a trace.

If he can develop properly, he will definitely play a brilliant role.

There are countless examples like this in the original work. Many captains are limited in their growth in strength for various reasons, but now that the end of the world is approaching, we can't let these captains slack off anymore.

Now, he needs more captain-level powerhouses. Twelve isn't enough; he needs at least one hundred and twenty!

"Mr. Zhuang, would you like to say a few words?" Cao Yanhua asked in a low voice.

Before Zhuang Boshi could speak, he was interrupted by an untimely voice.

"What kind of Tom, Dick, and Harry dares to order us around? I think we might as well just leave this headquarters!"

A man stood up: "Among everyone here, I am the youngest and the one who has been in charge the shortest time, so I'll say something a little harsh."

As soon as he said this, all eyes turned to him.

This includes ghost tamers such as Shen Lin, Li Leping, and Liu San.

Although they knew the Emperor's organization was terrifying, they didn't want another emperor to appear above them.

In particular, the emperor's organization had extremely broad authority, including the power of management and life and death over all ghost tamers.

This greatly displeased the officials in charge, who already harbored the mentality of local tyrants.

However, due to the formidable reputation of the Emperor's organization, they dared not act on the spot.

Now, it just so happens that a hothead has jumped out, and they're happy to see it happen.

"He Shixiong, what are you thinking? This is headquarters, not your Ping An Building!" Li Jun stood up abruptly and shouted angrily.

Among all these ghost tamers, only Li Jun, Xiao Yang, and Tong Qian are selfless and devoted to the public good.

"Li Jun, stop making a scene. Everyone here is a Ghost Master. Don't try to threaten me with your nonsense!" He Shixiong sneered.

The dozen or so ghost tamers around him also stood with their arms crossed, sneering as they looked at the podium, their opposition seemingly written all over their faces.

Zhuang Boshi didn't speak, but looked at Zhang Jie sitting in the crowd and secretly rolled his eyes.

"Zhang Jie, the actors you chose are too sloppy. I haven't even said anything yet."

Zhuang Boshi and Zhang Jie had agreed that, in order to make an example of someone, he planned to pick a few brainless people at the conference and have Zhang Jie give them a hint to jump out.

Then kill them openly and honestly.

Zhang Jie looked helpless: "Don't blame me, I didn't choose this, he brought it up himself."

"It seems to be from WeChat Moments."

Zhuang Boshi looked astonished. There were even hidden talents among his friends?
This is outrageously arrogant and brainless!
How were these geniuses discovered and recruited by Fang Shiming?

Methodology management is awesome.

Cao Yanhua said with a displeased expression, "He Shixiong, I know that you were recommended by Fang Shiming in our circle of friends to be a Ghost Tamer."

"But don't forget that you are also one of the heads of headquarters, and you must obey discipline!"

He Shixiong sneered: "What kind of discipline is this? I usually give Cao Yanhua some face and call you Minister, but if I don't want to, I'll just call you Old Dog Cao!"

"Who do you think you are, some ordinary person, to me? Do you really think you can order me around?!"

"Watch your mouth!" Cao Yang stood up, squinting at He Shixiong.

He Shixiong was completely unfazed by Cao Yang's threat: "Cao Yang, you also have the surname Cao, aren't you Cao Yanhua's nephew? Hahaha."

"Cao Yanhua, ask yourself, since the headquarters was established, what support have you given us?"

"Every time, you send us to deal with the most dangerous vengeful ghosts, and the vengeful ghosts we painstakingly imprisoned are only bought back by you for one-tenth of the market price!"

"They only give us a little gold each month, which isn't even enough for our own use, and they still have to imprison evil spirits. Why don't you just let us pay for our own work!"

"Now we're being forced to let some shady foreign organization shit and piss on our heads, and expect us to obey their orders unconditionally! Is that fair?!"

"Everyone, don't you agree?"

As He Shixiong clearly sowed discord, some of the Ghost Tamers who had been suppressed by headquarters also responded with discontent.

"That's it."

"Minister Cao, it's one thing for us to follow orders, but why should we follow orders unconditionally? What if you send us to our deaths?"

"Yeah, yeah, we have limited capabilities. At worst, we can quit being in charge. We only have a few days left anyway, so let's not make people look bad!"

Seeing that his provocation had garnered him support from many people.

He Shixiong said smugly, "Cao Yanhua, don't forget that when the headquarters was established, our network of friends played a huge role!"

"Now that you've climbed the social ladder, our CEO Fang is being magnanimous by not pursuing the matter, but that doesn't mean your circle of friends is easy to bully!"

"If anyone is having a bad time at headquarters, feel free to come to our WeChat Moments. Our WeChat Moments is an organization mainly composed of Ghost Masters, so we won't be bossed around by a bunch of ordinary people!"

The noise grew louder, and many of the less-than-ideal ghost-controllers started shouting.

Ye Zhen from Dahai City and the ghost tamers from the paranormal forum did not move.

Ye Zhen paid no attention to the cries of the weak, his eyes fixed on Zhuang Boshi with crystal clarity.

He was terrified by Zheng Zha.

Yang Jian sneered inwardly.

Although he had no conflicts with his circle of friends, he instinctively felt that those people were brainless, and that Fang Shiming, as the leader of that circle, was also brainless.

A bunch of idiots who can't see the situation clearly.

Liu San actually leaned towards He Shixiong. Although he had heard about the Emperor's organization's achievements, he was somewhat skeptical. However, he was cautious and did not speak out.

Li Leping is indifferent to the outside world.

Shen Lin kept a close eye on Wang Xiaoming on the podium, observing his reactions.

"All right."

When Zhuang Boshi spoke up, the previously noisy noise instantly fell silent.

Zhuang Boshi shook his head. He had thought it was some kind of secret agent. He had just considered the King's Organization, intelligent ghosts, and so on.

I never expected him to be such a lowly scoundrel who didn't even know Fang Shiming was dead.

He slammed a bloodstained old pair of scissors onto the table.

He Shixiong was about to say something when he suddenly felt as if he had been choked.

He recognized the scissors; they were Boss Fang's most powerful pair of scissors.

Mr. Fang is always by his side, how could it have ended up in his hands?

He Shixiong felt that things had taken an unexpected turn.

“I was going to give you a chance, but I underestimated your courage.”

Zhuang Boshi looked at He Shixiong and the ghost tamers behind him.

It seemed that they had caught enough fish, and Zhang Jie also marked out some potentially dangerous individuals.

"Then let's start with WeChat Moments," Zhuang Boshi said with a smile.

what?
What to start with?
Everyone was puzzled, but then the large screen in the conference room lit up, showing a building.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. This building was considered a vital hub in the domestic ghost-taming community, as it was the headquarters of the entire group.

Ping An Building.

(End of this chapter)