Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 437 Split into Two Groups, Returning to the Past (12) Requesting Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets

"I rely on!"

Zheng Zha was startled by the sudden appearance of Dr. Zhuang.

"Where did you disappear to?!"

He immediately saw Bosch's extremely ugly face.

Zheng Zha quickly asked, "What happened?"

Zheng Zha finally got a break. Since the vengeful spirits revived, he had been running around almost non-stop. Now that the Seven Elders had come down the mountain and wiped out most of the vengeful spirits, the Zhongzhou team could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"There's no time," Zhuang Boshi said, rubbing his face.

"We must launch the decisive battle as soon as possible."

"What?!" Zheng Zha exclaimed in disbelief, "Isn't the situation all looking great right now? How can it be not going to work?!"

The seven elders have basically quelled the ghost disaster in the country, and the death toll is under control. If we can hold on for two more days, the side quest where everyone gets a B rating will be completed.

Why did it suddenly stop working?

"I've found Yang Jian," Zhuang Boshi briefly explained the situation.

Zheng Zha stared in disbelief: "Seven reincarnations, this is already the seventh time."

"That's incredible! I didn't feel a thing at all!"

“We didn’t enter the Holy Land, so of course we’re unaware of the timeline reset,” Zhuang Boshi said tactfully.

"Among us, perhaps only Chu Xuan, whose spiritual light is involved in the law of causality, could perceive all the changes."

"Of course, that's assuming he's in good health."

"But how can we go back to the past?" Zheng Zha asked, frowning.

Zhuang Boshi looked at Chu Xuan, who was studying a comic book.

He picked up the satellite phone and made a call to Wang Xiaoming.

"What's the matter?" The calm voice on the other end of the phone sounded very much like Chu Xuan's.

Zhuang Boshi's voice was icy: "Wang Xiaoming, tell me."

How many days do we have left?

"I'm saying, the world will be destroyed."

"Optimistically speaking, the world will be destroyed by vengeful ghosts in 28 days," Wang Xiaoming said directly.

"A pessimistic estimate is 20 days."

"So short?!" Zhuang Boshi couldn't help but clench his fists.

Wang Xiaoming said indifferently, "Short?"

"In my opinion, this is already a sign of God's mercy on mankind."

"after all--"

"The god who sustained humanity's survival has failed."

"How did you know?" Zhuang Boshi raised his eyebrows.

How come this guy has become like Chu Xuan, getting the answer directly without any reasoning process?

"Heh, what's so hard to guess?" Wang Xiaoming sneered.

“Now, vengeful spirits are making a great comeback all over the world. Even if the Seven Elders still exist, the collapse of the overall situation is inevitable.”

"This means that the god, Yang Jian, whom you asked Elder Qin about, is no longer able to protect this world; he is dying."

"The weaker he is."

"The end of the world is just around the corner."

"Satellite images show that the entire regions of Japan, Russia, Europe, the Middle East, Africa, and the Americas have become hell on earth."

"Less than one in a hundred people are still alive, and their numbers are constantly declining."

"The world's remaining population is less than one billion, most of whom are concentrated in East Asia."

"Based on the current progress, in seven days, all regions except East Asia will become a land of vengeful spirits!"

"And those resurrected vengeful spirits are already marching towards us."

Wang Xiaoming said, "Facing the Bohai and Yellow Seas, which are the four islands of Japan, there should be more than ten S-class ghosts, more than three hundred A-class ghosts, and more than ten thousand B-class ghosts crossing the sea and approaching northward."

"Are there so many vengeful ghosts in Japan?" Zheng Zha was also shocked.

"No, some of them were pioneers who crossed the ocean from the American continent. Now almost the entire North America has fallen, with only a few cities on the East Coast still holding on."

"If most of the vengeful ghosts hadn't crossed the Pacific Ocean towards the west coast, almost no one would have survived in the Americas."

"In addition, more than 8,000 fierce ghosts from the Rakshasa tribe have also migrated south from the Mongolian grasslands."

“Some of the Ghost Tamers from headquarters have gone to intercept them, but the situation is not optimistic.”

Zheng Zha clenched his fists.

Wang Xiaoming calmly said, "The situation in the south is also very bad. Tiannan and Guangnan have been completely occupied, and Thailand, Myanmar and India have all fallen and become ghost kingdoms on earth. The evil spirits are constantly moving north."

"The same is true for the Middle East."

"According to current estimates, a total of more than 30,000 evil spirits of various levels are advancing towards the border from four directions."

“This is just the first batch.”

"Clearly, we are now in a desperate situation, surrounded on all sides."

Wang Xiaoming stated the despairing truth in a calm tone.

"We have seven elders!"

Zhuang Boshi said with some seriousness, "As long as the Seven Elders launch a counterattack, everything will be fine."

Wang Xiaoming chuckled: "Maybe, but they can only solve the immediate problem and help us maintain our defenses."

"The Seventh Elder is a human being; he gets tired and he will die."

"Faced with an increasing number of vengeful ghosts, they will eventually be exhausted."

"They are forcibly prolonging their lives. How long do you think they can maintain such a high intensity of suppressing evil spirits?"

"Half a month, or a week?"

"Are you sure you want to waste their lives on a meaningless war of attrition?"

"Furthermore, with the gold becoming ineffective, all the imprisoned vengeful spirits will be freed within three days."

Wang Xiaoming continued, "I have urged the ghost controllers to use several supernatural places, including the Endless Graveyard, the Ancient House Forest, the Death Apartment, the Ghost Lake, etc., to replace the gold in imprisoning the evil spirits and send the evil spirits sealed in the gold into the aforementioned supernatural places as much as possible."

"48% has already been transferred."

"Those that cannot be moved in time will be transported to space by rocket."

"Thank you." Zhuang Boshi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, we have Wang Xiaoming, the overall commander who can see one step ahead and plan three steps ahead.

If no one had planned ahead, the current situation might have been even more dire.

In particular, he established a series of supernatural defenses to preserve the population as much as possible.

The defensive line retreated methodically, step by step, and the ghost tamers were mobilized to plug all the gaps.

It must be said that Wang Xiaoming's strategic planning skills are quite impressive; even in the God Realm, they would be considered among the most extreme examples of mortal skill.

Moreover, it was thanks to the seven elders descending the mountain that the exponentially growing number of evil spirits was able to be suppressed as much as possible.

"No need to thank me, this is just part of my job duties," Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

"But this is not a long-term solution."

"Many ghost tamers have reported that supernatural and unstable phenomena are becoming more and more frequent."

"Supernatural artifacts are beginning to resurface, and supernatural places cannot remain stable forever."

"The Seven Elders can't solve everything. They get tired too, and they die too." Zhuang Boshi took a deep breath: "Do you have any way to go back to the past?"

In the last cycle of reincarnation, it was also Wang Xiaoming who discovered a way to go back to the past.

Although he didn't know why Wang Xiaoming seemed to be all-powerful, he could only place his hopes on him now.

Wang Xiaoming seemed completely unsurprised by Zhuang Boshi's question: "As far as I know, there really is a supernatural phenomenon that travels through time."

"That's the ghost train."

"If buses and ghost ships are paranormal vessels that travel through space..."

"So the ghost train is a supernatural vessel that travels through time."

"Compared to the ghost bus, which is a three-dimensional entity in space and can move in any space, the ghost train is an entity in time, which can only appear at a fixed time each year."

"Every year on July 17th, at 5:17 PM."

"This is a secret that Old Qin told me. When he was young, he accidentally boarded this ghost train."

"That's also a train full of vengeful ghosts. Once you get on, the conductor will ask you if you want to buy a ticket."

"If you give him ghost coins from the Republic of China era, he will take you to the Republic of China era."

"If you give me an earlier ghost coin, it will take you to the corresponding era."

"So, if I had coins from the future, I could also travel to the future?" Bosch asked rhetorically.

“That’s right,” Wang Xiaoming said.

"But no one will own the ghost money of the future."

Zhuang Boshi thought of the withered eye Yang Jian had given him; so that's what it was for.

Wang Xiaoming said, "It's quite a coincidence that the ghost train will appear today."

"If you miss that ghost train today, the next one won't be for another year."

"I don't think we have that time anymore, do we?"

July 17, seventeen seventeen.

What a coincidence.

Zhuang Boshi glanced at Chu Xuan.

It was such a coincidence that I felt like I had been set up by Chu Xuan.

"Understood." Zhuang Boshi hung up the phone and looked at Zheng Zha with a solemn expression.

Zheng Zha noticed that the other party's expression was extremely solemn, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

The last time he saw him look so serious was before the Resident Evil team battle.

The entire team is about to face the danger of being wiped out.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Zha asked, "Let's go back to the past together—"

“No!” Zhuang Boshi interrupted.

"Zheng Zha, this time only I can go back to the past."

"You stay in the present."

Dr. Zhuang's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke: "My fate is uncertain on this journey, so I cannot put all my eggs in one basket."

“Zheng Zha, the saying goes, ‘Plan for defeat before planning for victory.’ If I encounter an insurmountable predicament or get stuck in a dead end, I will use my authority to return to the Main God Space.”

"It's not that I'm afraid of death, but that I must leave a spark for the team."

After he finished speaking, he looked intently into Zheng Zha's eyes.

Zheng Zha froze for a moment, then nodded seriously, "Understood, Doctor, no—"

"team leader!"

This was the first time Zheng Zha had called Zhuang Boshi "Captain." He had always only called him "Doctor." Perhaps he had always harbored a strong desire to become the captain of the Zhongzhou team.

When Zheng Zha first entered the God's Space, he found it hard to accept that the captain suggested abandoning his teammates and running away before the final battle.

But at this moment, he was already able to think about problems from the perspective of a team captain.

Sometimes, that's true.

Dr. Zhuang smiled slightly: "Thank you for your understanding. This is necessary insurance; it's better than being wiped out in this world."

“You, Chu Xuan, Zhao Yingkong, and Zhu Wen have never been resurrected. If I use my authority to return to the Main God Space, I can resurrect all four of you.”

"In this way, our team's core combat strength can be preserved."

"But those team members who have already been resurrected will probably have to find a second method of resurrection in the Main God Space."

"Is there really a second way to revive him?" Zheng Zha wondered.

"Of course, my good brother Neos told me that there is a second way to be resurrected in The Chronicles of Narnia."

"As long as it's Narnia's turn!"

Zheng Zha breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

"In any case, at least we won't be completely defeated," Zhuang Boshi said calmly.

Even if the world suffers a crushing defeat, the Zhongzhou team can still preserve its strength.

"Now that I've described the worst-case scenario..."

Zhuang Boshi continued, "Then we must fight for victory with all our might."

"After I returned to the past, you joined forces with the Seven Elders to venture into the Yin-Yang Path and fight your way into the underworld."

"This..." Zheng Zha's eyes widened.

"Don't we need to care about the real world?!"

Once the seven elders leave, the situation in the real world will immediately collapse.

It's questionable whether the remaining ghost tamers can even last a week.

Moreover, without the Seven Elders suppressing them, would those Ghost Tamers still obey the Central Plains Team's commands?

Zhuang Boshi shook his head: "When we attack, the enemy will have to defend. We must turn the passive situation into the active one. What Wang Xiaoming said earlier is right. We can't keep going on this passive defense forever."

"The last remaining strength of the Seven Elders cannot be wasted here."

"Only when we win will there be hope for this world."

"Don't wait for me. You might not be able to wait for me anyway. Maybe we'll meet in the eighteenth level of hell."

"I don't know what the three gods guarding the eighteen levels of hell look like, nor do I know what abilities they possess."

“But I will try to bind them in the past. Once I succeed, due to the inertia of time, when you break into the seventeenth level of hell, the three gatekeepers in the current timeline will surely have been imprisoned, and the road to the eighteenth level of hell will be unobstructed.”

"But if the gatekeeper is still there when you reach the seventeenth floor, it means I have failed..."

Zheng Zha understood that if he could still see those three so-called gods after entering the eighteenth level, it meant that Zhuang Boshi was either dead or had returned to the main god.

"This time, you take Zhao Yingkong with you. The other team members are not suitable to enter the underworld."

Zheng Zha laughed like a spirited lion: "Don't worry, Captain!"

"Have you forgotten how powerful my Primordial Chaos is?"

"No matter what kind of vengeful ghost it is, with me here, along with those seven elders, I am confident that I can fight even a saint!"

"Very impressive!" Dr. Zhuang patted Zheng Zha on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"take care."

"Understood, Captain! You need to be extra careful even when you're alone!"

Dr. Zhuang smiled, waved, and said, "See you in the future," before disappearing from the spot in the next second.

Zheng Zha was left standing there, his gaze complex, lost in thought.

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