Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 422 Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey, Complete Submission (10,000-word long chapter, please vote and subscribe)

"Ping An Building, what an ordinary name," Ming Yanwei remarked, gazing at the tall building.

"Haotian just retrieved the data from recent years, and I discovered that WeChat Moments is truly an organization that does all sorts of evil things," Zhu Wen said, somewhat annoyed.

"Don't judge ghost tamers by the standards of ordinary people, otherwise 99% of ghost tamers could be shot," Zero said.

“That makes sense…” Zhu Wen said thoughtfully.

The Zhongzhou team is currently holed up in a safe house about one kilometer away from the Ping An Building.

Zhan Lan said with her eyes closed, "There are 32 ghost tamers, 145 ordinary security guards, and 220 ordinary staff members inside the building."

"I've marked them all."

"Then we can begin," Zero said, glancing at the time.

“If it weren’t for their ghost domain, I could have wiped them all out with a single arrow,” Ming Yanwei said, biting her lip.

However, she lacks spatial abilities, so if the enemy hides in the Ghost Realm, she really has no way to deal with them.

"The doctor said it's best not to reveal our trump card," Zero said.

After spending some time in this world, the Zhongzhou team also understood.

It is unclear whether the ghost tamer was influenced by the vengeful spirit, or whether humans in this world are born with only three souls and lack the seven spirits.

Most ghost tamers lack rationality and don't understand the concept of cooperation and mutual benefit.

Either I kill you, or you kill me; we're playing a zero-sum game every day.

They'll attack at the slightest provocation, even knowing that their actions will cost them health, yet they still insist on arguing their point.

Moreover, even knowing that the other party is very strong, they still dare to provoke them, looking down on this and that every day.

WeChat Moments is a perfect example!
One of the leaders has already been buried, but he's still running his organization around.

Therefore, the only course of action for this organization of ghost tamers who dared to provoke the Central Plains Team is to wipe them out and show all the ghost tamers, big and small, what's what.

Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

For the Zhongzhou team, dismantling their social circle is not a difficult task.

Even without Zheng Zha and Zhuang Boshi taking action, the remaining few could wipe out the entire circle of friends.

With a single shot, four explosive lightning arrows, a Dongfeng missile, a Zero Gauss sniper rifle, and the Array of Demon Eyes, Cheng Xiao, dressed in golden armor, went inside for a stroll.

They can all be taken down.

After all, apart from Fang Shiming, there are no other powerful figures in the circle of friends.

However, this method is beyond the understanding of those who control ghosts, and they may be able to find an opportunity to hide in the ghost realm, which would make them vulnerable.

Therefore, professional matters should be left to professionals.

If we're going to fight, we'll fight bloodily!
Zhao Yingkong closed her eyes, and the scarlet mirror above her head suddenly expanded, with a "thump thump thump" sound mixed with a wet, sticky echo, as if someone was smashing glass with flesh and blood.

She inhaled too sharply when she opened her eyes, and a soft "click" sound came from her chest.

In an instant, the enormous mirrored world was torn open like a blood-red curtain, and the glass curtain wall of the Ping An Building was instantly stained with rust color. The lights inside the windows flashed one by one and then went out, leaving only the dark building floating in the fog.

The first "Zhao Yingkong" fell from the mirror, making a "crack" sound as her bones shattered when she hit the ground on her knees.

She didn't look up; her pale face was pressed against the ground, and a rolled-up wound was visible on the back of her neck through her short hair.

The second and third followed, their joints stiff, their elbows and knees bent at unnatural angles, their shoes scraping the ground as they walked, leaving winding, dark brown bloodstains.

Hundreds of mirror ghosts named "Zhao Yingkong" fell from the mirror.

Ming Yanwei and Zhan Lan both took a step back; being surrounded by hundreds of vengeful ghosts was not a pleasant feeling.

Zhao Yingkong's entire body surged with Qi, and she pointed coldly at the building.

"Kill them all."

All the "Zhao Yingkong" turned their heads ninety degrees at the same time to look at the building, their necks making a "crackling" sound as if their bones were breaking.

Its golden-green eyes, gleaming like mirrors, were fixed intently on a window on a high floor of the building.

The curtains should have been drawn there, but blurry silhouettes of people could be seen through the mist, looking back with the same golden-green eyes through the glass.

Suddenly, the "Zhao Yingkongs" grinned, their lips splitting to their ears, and a muffled "giggle" came out of their throats, like people on the verge of death being choked.
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"Headquarters is just a bureaucratic and outdated organization."

"They only need to focus on dealing with paranormal events and imprisoning vengeful spirits, but people like us in the social circle have to consider many more things," Wu Yun explained to the newcomers beside him.

"Personnel, funding, management of other Ghost Tamers, and the welfare of Ghost Tamers."

"Only when we, the demon tamers, watch over and help each other can we establish a new order in an orderly manner and prevent our place from falling into chaos."

"The WeChat Moments is such a place; it is the home of every ghost tamer."

The newlyweds nodded repeatedly.

As they talked, the two entered an elevator with a luxurious interior.

The floor was covered with a hand-stitched carpet, and the walls were covered with precious wood. There was even an oil painting on the right wall.

"But headquarters represents the national authority after all. If we in our circle of friends don't obey their orders, what can we do to deal with the headquarters' retaliation?" the new Ghost Tamer asked with some concern.

He was a lucky survivor of a paranormal event who suddenly gained supernatural powers. In a moment of impulse, he took a fancy to a married woman, raped her in front of her husband, and tortured her to death.

It just so happened that the couple's friend came to visit them, and they were all brutally murdered.

Only after he finished fighting and saw the blood all over the ground did he realize he was afraid. During his escape, he also killed two policemen.

This made him even more afraid of official investigation, so he hesitated to join despite the sincere invitation from his friends on social media.

Wu Yun glanced at the new Ghost Tamer beside him and chuckled, "Don't worry, your matter is nothing to us in our circle. We even took in a Ghost Tamer before, guess what he did wrong?"

"He killed a whole kindergarten of children just to satisfy the demon inside him."

"He also killed quite a few cops during his escape."

"Later, he found us, and Mr. Fang took pity on him and took him in."

"The headquarters could only let it go because no one could touch the people in our circle of friends we needed to protect."

Wu Yun laughed, his tone full of arrogance and domineering.

"really?"

The newlyweds looked on with anticipation.

Wu Yun explained, "Our network of friends has a longer history, and the establishment of our headquarters is inseparable from our support."

"There are even several ghost tamers in my WeChat Moments who are in charge at headquarters."

"In a sense, we are also helping headquarters manage the Ghost Tamers; they are grateful to us."

"To be honest, we are not fundamentally different from paranormal forums; we are just a group of ghost tamers sticking together for warmth."

"In fact, this club model is the mainstream among ghost tamers in the world."

“In places like the United States, Europe, and the Middle East, there are numerous large and small Ghost Tamer organizations that manage themselves.”

“Instead of having some ridiculous headquarters assign city managers, which is both inefficient and wasteful,” Wu Yun sneered.

“Those inferior cities and mortals that cannot provide sufficient resources and value should be left to fend for themselves.”

"But if we keep going against headquarters like this on social media, won't that become a reason for headquarters to attack us?" the new Ghost Tamer asked.

This was his biggest worry. After all, just a few days ago he was a law-abiding and honest man, but in a moment of arrogance he committed a serious crime and fled overnight.

But over the past few decades, the authority of the central government has been deeply ingrained in his mind, and he is truly afraid that a uniformed uncle will suddenly appear out of nowhere and kill him.

A hint of impatience flashed in Wu Yun's eyes, but considering that the other party had a high level of talent and had already controlled a relatively powerful ghost as soon as he became a ghost tamer, he decided to remain calm.

So, he suppressed his irritation and explained gently to the new Ghost Tamer, "This is precisely why we can attract so many Ghost Tamers."

"The headquarters gave too little and made too many demands."

“We ghost tamers and mortals are fundamentally two different species.”

“We risk our lives every day to deal with paranormal events and exorcise those crazy ghost controllers, while ordinary people sit at home enjoying the fruits of our hard work and using the lives we've saved for them to point fingers at us.”

"Why?"

“We feel this is unfair.”

"Since ordinary people need our protection, they should at least provide us ghost tamers with enough value, at least enough emotional value."

"Mortals are all ants."

“You must remember this,” Wu Yun said, lifting his chin.

"Only the top conglomerates are qualified to be our partners, but they are not our own people either."

"At best, they are just stewards who help us collect resources and manage mortals."

"A Ghost Master's only friend is another Ghost Master, and our only superior is Mr. Fang!"

As the two continued their conversation, the elevator arrived at their destination.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a spacious and grand lobby to the two of them.

Many ghost tamers sat on sofas in the hall, and some of them were surrounded by beautiful women.

"Welcome to Moments." Wu Yun greeted them.

"Wow!"

The novice ghost rider was drooling when he saw the gorgeous decorations and dozens of beautiful women dressed in stunning outfits inside.

Wu Yun sneered. He only had the mood to play with women when he first became a ghost tamer. After being deeply corrupted by the vengeful ghost, he had no worldly desires left.

His gaze swept across the crowd, and when he saw one of them, he said coldly, "Jiang Shangbai, why didn't you hold that big meeting at headquarters?"

Jiang Shangbai was reading a landscape magazine and said without looking up, "Those kinds of meetings are boring and meaningless. We can just have He Tianxiong attend in our place."

"Besides, with President Fang absent, I still have to take charge of the company's overall operations, don't I?"

Wu Yun looked at him coldly: "I think you're trying to seize power while President Fang is away!"

Jiang Shangbai shook his head: "You're like a frog in a well. How could someone like you possibly understand President Fang's plans?"

"Forget it, it's a waste of time to talk to someone like you."

Three days ago, Fang Shiming suddenly announced that he needed to leave for a few days and instructed that he would cooperate with the headquarters to coerce them.

Jiang Shangbai was very excited at the time, after all, he had long been dissatisfied with the headquarters.

Moreover, Jiang Shangbai could clearly sense that Fang Shiming had become stronger; it was a fundamental evolution.

He became more confident, and even spoke of Ye Zhen with a haughty and arrogant air.

It's time to take WeChat Moments to the next level!

Just yesterday, Jiang Shangbai completed his mission perfectly, leading dozens of Ghost Tamers to intimidate the headquarters.

Cao Yanhua nodded obsequiously, while Old Qin remained secluded, the lives of hundreds of people in his hands.

At that time, whatever he said went; he was the most powerful man in East Asia.

Unfortunately, if Wang Xiaoming hadn't returned to the rescue in time and dismantled the alliance within the circle of friends with just a few words of self-interest, the headquarters might be under the Jiang family's control today.

After that day, worldly struggles no longer interested Jiang Shangbai; he was constantly plotting how to become a true ruler.

But for now, it seems we still need to rely on Fang Shiming.

Unfortunately, it has been almost three days since Fang Shiming left, and there has been no news of him at all.

However, Jiang Shangbai was not in a hurry. Now, all the ghost tamers across the country had seen through the headquarters' true intentions, even though the headquarters had temporarily held some kind of ghost tamer conference in order to regain its dignity.

But this only further demonstrates their bluster and cowardice.

As Fang Shiming's power grows stronger, the title of Asia's number one ghost tamer will inevitably belong to him sooner or later, and Jiang Shangbai will be the strongest backing behind President Fang.

Then he would be the uncrowned king, second only to the emperor in the entire country.

Back then, Cao Yanhua was just an old dog that he could crush at any moment.

As for Wu Yun, that idiot, a short-lived ghost who's going to die sooner or later, he's not worth his time.

He smiled and said to Wu Yun, "You should take good care of the newcomers, our chief logistics manager."

Jiang Shangbai stood up and slowly left the hall.

Several ghost tamers followed Jiang Shangbai out, clearly showing an attitude of following Jiang Shangbai's lead.

Wu Yun's face was gloomy, his fists clenched, but he did not argue with her face to face.

He was considered a veteran in the circle of friends, but he never gained Fang Shiming's appreciation. Jiang Shangbai, who joined later, eventually surpassed him and became the de facto second-in-command of the circle, so the two harbored deep resentment towards each other.

Jiang Shangbai has already mastered two fierce ghosts and two supernatural artifacts, making him far more powerful than him. This makes him both jealous and hateful, and he often uses his status as an elder to criticize Jiang Shangbai.

The entire hall seemed to be drawn to the conflict between the two, with all the ghost tamers turning their attention to them.

A waiter accidentally dropped a tray full of water glasses on the ground.

Clang!

Everyone's attention shifted to the waiter.

Stared at by more than a dozen cold, piercing gazes, the waiter turned deathly pale and bowed tremblingly in apology.

The person he apologized to was naturally Wu Yun, who had just been cheated.

"I'm sorry."

Even a lowly waiter thinks I'm being taken advantage of?!
Although no one laughed, Wu Yun could feel the mocking gazes.

Wu Yun's knuckles turned white from clenching his fists. He suddenly raised his hand and swung it out, sending the tombstone crashing down on the waiter from the air.

The ghost he commands is the tombstone ghost.

The dull thud of bones breaking mixed with the sticky sound of internal organs bursting, and warm blood splattered on the cuffs of his custom-made suit.

The waiter's throat was blocked by broken bones, and he could only make a "gurgling" sound. His body was pressed against the ground by the tombstone, and dark red liquid meandered along the indentations of the inscription on the tombstone, forming irregular human-shaped puddles on the marble floor.

The waiter did not die; the tombstone on his body was rooted to him and would slowly press down until it broke every bone in his body.

"Noisy."

Feeling that he had regained his dignity, Wu Yun looked around at everyone.

Everyone looked away.

The crisp sound of knives and forks clattering against porcelain plates rang out again in the hall, but no one's eyelashes trembled even slightly as they looked toward the corpse.

It seems that such things are commonplace in Ping An Building.

The waiter did not offend him.

Wu Yun was just in a bad mood and needed to vent.

A look of fear and excitement flashed across the face of the new Ghost Tamer. The domineering power that held the reins of life and death made him tremble with desire.

This is the status a demon tamer should enjoy. He doesn't have much time left to live, so why can't he enjoy it?

Ordinary people will die if they encounter vengeful ghosts anyway, so what's a few kills for me!
"Look, this is the right that our circle of friends grants to the ghost tamers."

Wu Yun composed himself and said slowly, "We can do whatever we want without worrying about legal or moral questions."

"The circle of friends will give every ghost tamer a status and power commensurate with their strength."

"In the circle of friends, the ghost tamer is the supreme ruler."

"You don't need to follow the orders of those ordinary people at headquarters, nor do you need to be morally blackmailed by them."

"WeChat will provide every ghost tamer with maximum freedom, because that's what we deserve."

“I have a different opinion on this,” said another Ghost Tamer sitting next to me, resting his chin on his hand as if deep in thought.

Wu Yun looked at him coldly and said, "Li He, what do you mean?"

"Do you really think you can disrespect me like Jiang Shangbai?"

Wu Yun's murderous intent had been formed. More and more people in his circle of friends were no longer taking him seriously. It seemed he needed to establish his authority!
The man named "Li He" tilted his head and looked at him with a cold smile.

"respect?"

"Do you even deserve it?"

"?" Wu Yun raised an eyebrow and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Just then, a loud thud came from upstairs.

Immediately afterwards, a commotion arose from the depths of the corridor, and several ghost tamers got up and rushed in that direction.

The ghost tamers who remained in the hall suddenly stood up, looking around in surprise and disbelief.

Wu Yun also realized something was wrong and took a few steps back.

"Something's not right with you. Who exactly are you?" Wu Yun shouted loudly, his expression grim.

Could it be that someone is planning to attack Ping An Building while Mr. Fang is away?

"How dare you!" Wu Yunli shouted.

Several ghost tamers noticed the commotion and soon a few more people gathered around.

"Giggle."

Li He let out a strange laugh, and his translucent body shattered like frozen glass.

Wu Yun immediately drew his pistol and fired at Li He.

As the golden bullets pierced his chest one after another, Li He, like a torn curtain, rolled his body in two, revealing the girl hanging upside down in the mirror behind him.

Her limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, and when her toes touched the mirror, the golden-green eyes in her reflection moved.

It seems they discovered Wu Yun outside the mirror.

And so she leaped out of the mirror.

The moment the girl stepped out of the mirror, her golden-green eyes shone like burning phosphorescence, and sparks fell to the ground.

In an instant, a magical array was deployed.

"It's a vengeful ghost!" The ghost tamers nearby had already realized it.

"Lock her up immediately!"

But before they could produce the gold, several ghost tamers had bloody holes explode in their chests with a "poof," and blood flames gushed out from their seven orifices, burning them into upright torches.

Many more ghost riders turned and ran without hesitation, but they too were burned into human-shaped torches after only a few steps.

The mirror clone, combined with the Feng Hou Qi Men technique, almost achieved a sealing effect similar to a ghost realm.

Those who do not become demon tamers will not be more resistant to burning than ordinary people under the fireflies and meteors.

"You...you are..." Wu Yun, covered in sweat, took a step back, not daring to make any further moves.

But as he retreated to the corner, he kicked a warm corpse. Looking down, he saw that the waiter's face was being reshaped like a melting mirror, eventually becoming exactly the same face as the eerie girl.

He looked up in horror and found that the floor tiles of the entire hall had been covered by a magical array.

Layers of light patterns overlap, casting countless overlapping shadows on the mirror surface.

"Crack!"

All the glass shattered instantly.

The girls emerged from each ripple in the mirror, their movements terrifyingly synchronized.

"die!"

The same word is squeezed out of different throats, yet the tone is exactly the same, like rusty gears meshing at the same time.

Cold, gloomy, and numb, just like a vengeful ghost.

But vengeful spirits can't speak!

He subconsciously cast a tombstone curse, and with a clatter, a girl was pinned to the ground by the tombstone, instantly turning into shards of glass.

He hadn't been happy for even a second.

The next moment, the entire hall was filled with blood-red humanoid torches.

The once clean and bright hall was now bathed in a blood-red glow by clusters of human-shaped torches, with countless shadowy figures swaying and elongating among the flames, like the fingers of a demon enveloping the space.

Those who dared to attack him, whether they were demon tamers or humans, died instantly.

“They only controlled a ghost; it wasn’t of much value,” one of them, Zhao Yingkong, said.

“Then just kill them,” another Zhao Yingkong replied.

Instantly, the sea of ​​fire dispersed.

They swallowed up Wu Yun and a group of ghost tamers.

The crisp sound of footsteps, like the death knell, began to echo throughout the building.

The last ghost controllers of Ping An Building gathered on the top floor, which used to be Fang Shiming's office and contained a golden safe house.

But while the Golden Safe House can keep out evil spirits, it cannot keep out the living.

With a single punch, the gold in the safe house shattered instantly.

Inside the room, a dozen or so ghost tamers looked on with fear and despair at the eerie girl who had forcefully torn open the gold.

Behind them, a dense circle of cold, gloomy girls stood silently, staring intently at them.

"Who are you? Why are you suddenly trying to kill us all?" Jiang Shangbai's face was pale, but he still suppressed his emotions and asked calmly.

"This is WeChat Moments territory, Mr. Fang won't let you get away with this!"

At this moment, Jiang Shangbai felt only deep despair.

They couldn't fight back, they couldn't run away, and they didn't even have a chance to resist.

He was now just as powerless as ordinary people facing paranormal events, completely unable to control his life or death, and could only helplessly wait for his final fate to arrive.

"I want to ask you some questions." Zhao Yingkong suddenly looked at one of the ghost tamers next to Jiang Shangbai.

Jiang Shangbai subconsciously turned his head to the side and saw the ghost tamer's head rolling off his neck.

He covered his mouth, forcing back his scream, which felt like a heavy weight pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, one of the ghost tamers couldn't withstand the pressure, let out a strange cry, and rushed towards the wall behind them, seemingly trying to break through the wall and escape by some means.

But at the same moment he roared and turned around, a sudden burst of intense crimson flames engulfed him, turning him into a human torch, and he collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Now none of the ghost tamers dared to move.

"There are only a few people left, so let's end it here."

"Ghost Sakura Sky" took out a live-streaming camera and set it up in front of Jiang Shangbai and his group.

"Right here, in front of the camera, let's expose all the rotten things that happened on our WeChat Moments."

The first to kneel down was a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His knees slammed into the broken glass without causing any reaction: "Heroine, I'll speak first!"

"Six months ago, General Manager Fang instructed Liu Cheng to set a trap at the Chongqing subway station, luring Su Zhong, the head of Daqing City, into the Ghost Realm and killing him—"

Before he could finish speaking, the man in the leather jacket next to him pounced on him, grabbed his collar, and punched him hard in the face.

"You bastard, you dare betray me! It was you who suggested it!"

As the two fought on the ground, Oni Sakura flicked her fingertip, and blood flames immediately erupted from the back of the man in the leather jacket, who screamed and rolled into a fireball in front of the camera.

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses scrambled toward the camera, clutching his bleeding nose and wailing, "It's Fang Shiming!"

"He ordered us to hunt down those demon tamers who disobeyed him!"

"The Wang Weihua and Wang Weiye brothers from Xiaocang City!"

"The Saviors of Xiaozuo City, eighteen Ghost Tamers!"

"Three months ago, the Liujia Village massacre occurred, resulting in the deaths of over 800 people, including Li Da, the head of Datong City, and villagers!"

"These people were all killed by Fang Shiming!!!"

Everyone fell into a deathly silence, staring in horror at the man with glasses!
The silence lasted no more than three seconds before the woman in the cheongsam suddenly pushed her way out of the crowd, her fingernails almost piercing the camera lens: "I'm reporting Jiang Shangbai!"

"Five months ago, at the headquarters' new recruit training base, he killed Zhang Qiye and seven or eight other ghost tamers, falsely claiming that they were killed by vengeful ghosts!"

"It's because they have the opportunity to threaten his position as head!"

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Shangbai suddenly lunged at her and grabbed her by the neck.

"ungrateful!"

"Have you forgotten who cleaned up the mess you made?!"

"Didn't you kill more than a dozen female students at the beginning?!"

"Ghost Cherry Sky" raised his hand, and Jiang Shangbai's throat was already burned by sparks. The woman in the cheongsam took the opportunity to kick him away, and she was completely unaware that her skirt was torn when she knelt down.

"We are all innocent!"

"It was Wu Yun, He Shixiong, and Jiang Shangbai who did it!"

The crowd started pushing and shoving, scrambling to betray their teammates.

Everyone was vying to see who could shout the loudest, and who could reveal the most deadly dirty secrets, as if saying just one more word could push death onto the trembling person next to them.

Looking at the distorted face in the camera lens, with the flickering blood flames reflected in her golden-green eyes, Gui Yingkong suddenly chuckled.

These people truly deserved to die.

And so, one by one, blood-red torches ignited.

At this point, WeChat Moments was completely destroyed.
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The headquarters conference room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Watching the last group of ghost riders in their WeChat Moments betray their teammates one after another, only to be trapped in the safe house and brutally murdered.

The expressions of the more than two hundred ghost tamers were all different.

They were either terrified or indifferent.

Or perhaps they have finally avenged their great grudge.

Or perhaps they were gloating.

Some of them were unaware that Fang Shiming was dead, and only felt that the Emperor's organization's ruthless methods were terrifying.

WeChat Moments is a well-known organization among Asian ghost hunters, and is considered one of the two pillars of the domestic ghost community, along with the Dahai City Paranormal Forum.

He was wealthy and powerful, and had gathered at least several hundred powerful ghost tamers under his command, as well as more than a dozen subordinate organizations.

Even the establishment of the headquarters was inseparable from the support of friends.

Fang Shiming is a top-tier ghost tamer second only to Ye Zhen, and an unparalleled expert who has handled several A-level supernatural incidents.

Such a massive organization, with such powerful demon tamers, was wiped out on live stream simply because of a verbal altercation.

If someone truly disobeys orders, how can they possibly have a peaceful end?

Everyone looked at Ye Zhen's back.

But this top ghost tamer in Asia made no reaction to the demise of his social circle.

For a time, everyone was filled with anxiety and worry.

But not a single ghost tamer uttered another word.

He Shixiong and the dozen or so ghost tamers who had caused trouble earlier have been apprehended and thrown into prison.

Zhuang Boshi noticed out of the corner of his eye that Cao Yanhua's face looked extremely ugly.

The group of people who posted on WeChat Moments just now exposed their dirty laundry before they died, completely revealing the headquarters' true colors.

The headquarters has only been established for a year, and in that year so many newcomers and core ghost tamers have been killed by the WeChat Moments, yet the headquarters is powerless to do anything about it.

Whether they didn't know or knew but dared not retaliate.

The headquarters has completely lost face.

If you can't even protect your own people, how can you expect the Ghost Master to obey you?
Zhuang Boshi saw that he had given enough of the sticks, and it was time to offer some sweet treats.

Otherwise, these ghost tamers would have run away in fear.

"Those who threaten ghost tamers on social media must have many colleagues who also have grievances against them," Zhuang Boshi said.

“Just yesterday, Fang Shiming, together with foreign ghost tamers, attacked me.” Zhuang Boshi picked up the ghost scissors in his hand.

“I thought this was Fang Shiming’s personal behavior, so I didn’t punish him on WeChat Moments.”

"But, as everyone has seen."

"It was WeChat Moments that started it."

Instantly, the ghost tamers all saw shadowy, malevolent spirits surrounding Zhuang Boshi.

This is genuine!

Fang Shiming's Ghost Scissors dare to threaten everyone!

Zhuang Boshi joked, "Please rest assured, everyone. I am a very friendly and kind person, and the Emperor Organization is also a peace-loving organization."

“I will not hold a grudge against you for any verbal offense you may have caused me.”

"If you don't believe me, ask Yang Jian."

Yang Jian, who was inexplicably mentioned, felt extremely uncomfortable, and everyone looked at him with puzzled expressions.

He didn't know what to do, and could only manage a weak twitch of his lips.

At that moment, a strange ghost tamer suddenly stood up and clapped.

"The people on WeChat Moments have always been arrogant, and countless ghost tamers have been killed by them. Mr. Zhuang, you have a great sense of righteousness!!"

Everyone was taken aback. Why did you shoot so quickly?

At this moment, the second ghost tamer cried out in a sob, "That bastard on my WeChat Moments killed my brother and stole the vengeful spirit I painstakingly imprisoned! Mr. Zhuang, you are my savior!!"

"I can never repay Mr. Zhuang's kindness in this lifetime!!"

Please accept my bow!

As he spoke, he actually knelt on the ground and banged his head three times.

The third person also stood up and said very seriously, "Minister Cao, your headquarters' approach is wrong!"

"Mr. Zhuang's Emperor Organization has made such great contributions, yet you haven't shown any appreciation. If this continues, who will remain loyal and devoted to the country and its people!"

"I suggest that every Ghost Tamer, upon joining the team, must swear an oath of loyalty before Mr. Zhuang's portrait!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and roared at Zhuang Boshi in a very serious manner.

"loyalty!"

At this point, some people realized something was wrong and began to stand up one after another to pledge their loyalty.

Zhuang Boshi's face turned green as he watched a group of bizarre ghost-tamers fawn over him in various ways.

Zhang Jie was already clutching his stomach, lying on the table laughing so hard he couldn't straighten up.

Zhuang Boshi was so angry he couldn't even speak: "Zhang Jie, what the hell are you doing?!"

"You little brat, you've finally met your match! I didn't do anything; it was all the initiative of these ghost tamers!" Zhang Jie responded with wild laughter in the telepathic link.

"All right!"

Zhuang Boshi tapped the table, abruptly ending the flattery: "Comrades, the next attack will be of a higher level, a higher scale, and a greater intensity."

"In order to improve everyone's survival rate in dealing with paranormal events, we will also introduce a corresponding reward mechanism."

Zhuang Boshi took out a jar of silver-green medicine with his left hand.

He looked at Wang Xiaoming and said, "This is a physical improvement and evolution fluid that we developed in collaboration with Professor Wang."

"It can comprehensively enhance everyone's physique and recovery ability, and delay the erosion of the body by the vengeful ghost."

"Don't worry, everyone. This is purely scientific research and there are no supernatural elements involved."

"It won't disrupt the balance of the supernatural!"

Why do ghost tamers revive after controlling vengeful spirits?

Because controlling a vengeful spirit is equivalent to sealing it with one's own body, suppressing its vitality.

This will cause the vengeful spirit to become inactive for a period of time.

Every time a ghost tamer uses the power of a vengeful spirit, it is a stimulus to the vengeful spirit.

The supernatural power of the vengeful ghost will further erode the human body, turning it into a corpse.

From the perspective of rune technology, it means using the power of a vengeful spirit, treating one's own body and three souls as batteries.

The more frequently it is used, the higher the output efficiency, the greater the battery consumption, the stronger the main activity of the ghost program, and the faster the person dies.

The resurgence of a vengeful ghost means that it has drained the human dry and is now searching for its next "battery."

Unless the vengeful spirit is completely rendered inoperable and stops actively consuming humans, the lifespan of the "battery" can be greatly extended.

What Zhuang Boshi held in his hand was a modified T-virus enhancement fluid, incorporating many of Saito Hajime's research findings.

It can not only improve the physical fitness of the ghost tamer, but also protect the ghost tamer's three souls.

It doesn't solve the fundamental problem, but it's a major benefit for those who live day to day and don't know when to stop.

This is equivalent to adding hoops to a bucket that is about to break; it won't turn the water into ice or vapor, but it will allow the bucket to hold more water.

For some ghost tamers whose vengeful spirits are about to resurrect, it can effectively extend their lifespan by three to six months.

For a demon tamer in good condition, their lifespan will be extended by at least one year.

Upon hearing this, all the ghost tamers stared wide-eyed at the potion in Zhuang Boshi's hand, their faces filled with disbelief.

At first, they didn't believe it, but seeing that Zhuang Boshi was even more normal than a normal person, they couldn't help but believe that the Emperor Organization really had some high-end black technology.

"So, who would like to demonstrate for everyone? The first batch of test subjects will be treated for free!" Zhuang Boshi waved his hand.

The ghost tamers fell silent, and those who had been jumping up and clapping sat down.

After all, this concerns their lives, and no one wants to be the first to try something new.

"Let me do it."

Li Jun stood up.

"My vengeful spirit has begun to awaken, so let me take over."

“I’d like to try it too,” another man stood up.

His face was pale, and he looked just like a corpse.

A ghost tamer next to him said, "Zhang Lei, don't be impulsive."

Zhang Lei shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't have time anymore, this is my last chance."

Although I know it's dangerous to be the first person to test the drug, after all, the Emperor Organization just wiped out the entire WeChat group. It's not impossible that it contains a poison that controls people, like the Three Corpse Brain God Pill from martial arts novels.

But Zhang Lei had no time. He was close to the resurgence of the vengeful spirit and had to consider whether this was his only chance in this life.

If they miss this trial, and it turns out to be effective, other Ghost Tamers will definitely scramble for the opportunity.

Moreover, the Emperor Organization may not necessarily be available to everyone for free.

“Good, you won’t regret your choice,” Zhuang Boshi said with a smile.

Zhang Lei gritted his teeth, tore open his clothes, revealing a dead man's head on his chest.

No, it started as a dead head, but now it's half a corpse. The upper half of the corpse is constantly writhing, but it's still closed and hasn't woken up.

If this ghost is allowed to devour other vengeful spirits and complete its puzzle, it might eventually become a powerful vengeful spirit no weaker than the starving ghost.

Once it is revived, it will roam around like a starving ghost, eating people and ghosts.

From a dead man's head, it transformed into a true vengeful ghost.

Zhuang Boshi injected the enhancer into Li Jun and Zhang Lei's bodies.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the two began to roar violently, black veins bulged on their bodies, and their eyes turned bloodshot, ready to devour anyone who dared to harm them.

Bosch Zhuang closely monitored the changes in their bodies.

After all, they can only be considered half-human, and most ghost tamers will die immediately after leaving the vengeful spirit.

Whether the enhancement agent will turn these near-corpses into zombies or tyrants remains to be seen.

Fortunately, the research results of the Zhongzhou team are quite reliable.

A minute later, the two got up from the ground, and the turbulent blood vessels and muscles throughout their bodies began to calm down.

However, compared to before, the two have changed a lot.

Li Jun's body had been burned to the point of being somewhat transparent by the will-o'-the-wisps, but now his muscles were taut, he had grown an inch taller, and his skin reflected the light.

Zhang Lei had now transformed into a burly man nearly two meters tall.

The demonic head was suppressed by his muscles and faded a lot, leaving only the face exposed.

No need to say anything, just by looking at them, you can tell that they are full of life and energy.

When the result was announced, everyone was stunned, followed by a cacophony of noise. If Zhuang Boshi hadn't been sitting down, many people probably would have rushed forward.

What is the primary productive force? Science and technology are the primary productive force!
This is something truly amazing that can change the ecosystem of Ghost Tamers!

"Mr. Zhuang, we can give it a try, we can give it a try!"

"Mr. Zhuang, I have always supported you, I am your most loyal supporter!"

"Mr. Zhuang, you are like a second parent to me. I'll do whatever you ask!"

Some ghost tamers on the verge of resurrecting their vengeful spirits changed their expressions drastically and began to volunteer themselves.

"Shut up, you bunch of idiots!" A primary school student stepped forward and immediately gave him the middle finger.

"You all acted like cowards when we were testing the drug, but now you want to get it for free? Go home and drink your milk!"

“This brat…” Zhuang Boshi’s lips twitched. He was young, but he had a lot of swearing.

Cao Yanhua quickly explained, "Mr. Zhuang, this is the spirit child Xiong Wenwen."

"The vengeful spirit he commands can foresee the future in the short term, but he lost his father at a young age. Don't take him seriously, he's just a kid."

The spirit boy Xiong Wenwen commands a very special and vengeful ghost that can foresee everything that will happen within the next hour.

However, this kind of prediction is not entirely reliable. When encountering ghosts with a high degree of danger, it can be interfered with and become inaccurate.

However, it is still a very rare ability. You should know that even the cheapest precognitive ability in the God Realm starts at Rank B.

Zhan Lan's half-baked foresight can only be used for cheating at cards at present.

This brat acts arrogantly towards everyone, but he doesn't dare to misbehave in front of Zhuang Boshi, since the corpse in his WeChat Moments is still hanging on the screen.

"Alright," Zhuang Boshi said, stopping the pointless bickering.

"The first batch of one hundred doses of medicine is ready."

Everyone fell silent instantly, their eyes fixed intently on Bosch Zhuang.

"If you want to get the potion, you can follow orders, contribute points, and meet certain requirements to get the potion or supernatural item from Professor Wang."

"Here, you reap what you sow; I treat everyone fairly, young and old alike."

"The meeting is dismissed!"

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