Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 218 The Ghost Town That Came Back to Life
"Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!!"

Wang Fan, clinging to the window of the speeding armored vehicle, was furious, cursing incessantly.

Thanks to his strong physique, he was able to keep his body steady in the bumpy vehicle.

At the same time, he stretched one hand out of the car and gathered clusters of wind-pressure cannonballs in his palm, which he then flung towards the sides of the road with a whistling sound from time to time.

As he watched the dark figures flashing between the buildings in the night, his anger intensified.

Originally, after the dark purple contaminated area became agitated, the entire convoy floored the accelerator, preparing to return via the original route.

Having obtained the video footage and achieved their reconnaissance objective, they had no reason to linger. However, they never expected that their peaceful entry into the city and the uneventful journey would make them forget the inherent danger of the city itself.

The vehicle's engine roared loudly, clearly audible several blocks away, let alone to monsters who might be even more perceptive than humans.

Having walked halfway and turned a corner, they came face to face with the top of a building more than ten stories high, where several dark figures leaped down and landed on the road in front of the vehicle.

In a daze, Wang Fan's enhanced vision after his transformation allowed him to see that they were three creatures with smooth skin and a gelatinous texture.

It is roughly human-shaped, but the shoulders are empty, as if it were congenitally deformed, with only a smooth skin. The lower body consists of limbs, resembling the outward-curving legs of some kind of reptile.

It had no hair on its face, a human face, empty eyes, and a wide-open mouth. It got up from the dents in the road and prepared to rush towards the nearest vehicle.

Fortunately, the driver assigned to Wang Fan to drive the modified armored vehicle was skilled and quick-witted, and in the critical moment, he swerved the steering wheel sharply.

The vehicle tilted and swerved into an almost tipping arc before successfully avoiding the monster that had fallen directly in front of it, amidst a jolt.

However, the other vehicles following behind were not so lucky.

Wang Fan glanced out of the armored vehicle window and saw a series of flashes and explosions erupt from the convoy of vehicles behind him.

The enormous impact made him squint, and then he saw a jeep that should have been carrying old man Ito tumbling several times in mid-air.

The impact of the explosion sent it flying over a moving armored vehicle and crashing into a shop on the sidewalk.

Judging from the degree of deformation, it's been compressed to at least half its original size. It's obvious that the person inside is definitely not going to survive.

If Wang Fan hadn't been thinking about Ito, his "source of money," while escaping and hadn't dragged him directly onto his armored vehicle, he would probably be dead by now.

Old man Ito, who was forcibly lifted up and thrown into the back seat of the armored vehicle, also witnessed this scene. After giving Wang Fan a grateful look, he knew that the situation was urgent and dared not delay any longer. He quickly took out his communication equipment to contact the vehicles behind him and inquire about the damage.

Soon, amidst the noise, the situation at the rear was transmitted through the communicator.

It was visibly clear that old man Ito's face had become contorted and ugly.

The losses were more severe than anticipated.

The exploding, four-legged deformed monster appeared so suddenly that most drivers didn't have time to react.

Some even crashed directly into it, and then those deformed monsters with skin reflecting light and covered in gelatinous material suddenly expanded and exploded in the firelight.

The three closest jeeps were thrown into various places and twisted and deformed in the air, so it can be basically determined that there is no chance of survival.

The remaining three cars were relatively far back, and their situation was slightly better, as the distance gave them time to react.

Although the vehicle was damaged, it was still able to drive normally and followed behind the armored vehicle in front.

What made old man Ito's face darken was that his son and grandson were in two of the three cars.

They originally planned to split up and share the risks, but they didn't expect to escape so quickly that they were the first to be blown up.

Now, among the vehicles behind, only the car carrying a six-year-old grandson reacted a beat too slowly and ended up at the very back, narrowly escaping with his life.

If that's all there is to it, then as the head of a century-old conglomerate, he certainly has that much courage.

But given the current situation, even the three surviving vehicles behind them could very well follow suit at any moment.

Losing two heirs and losing all heirs are two different concepts.

In a flash, the old man Ito fixed his gaze on the two granddaughters huddled in the corner of the spacious and luxurious armored vehicle, their faces filled with terror. He slowly closed his eyes in pain and took a deep breath.

Forget it! If I'm dead, I'm dead!

In theory, his two direct granddaughters also have the right to inherit. As long as they can conceive a child with Wang Fan's "ghost god" bloodline from the Xin Kingdom, then there is no need to worry about not having a suitable heir!
Having made the decision in my heart, I never imagined that what was originally a plan decades in the future would become the helpless solution I have now.

However, after glancing at Wang Fan, whose hand was resting on the car window, he calmed down.

How could a Japanese zaibatsu family that controls half of scientific research and ports easily recruit a young person, even if the other party has amazing abilities and is powerful enough? That is not the only reason.

Initially, based on information gathered by his subsidiary's logistics company, the astute Taiji Ito had already set his sights on the seemingly mysterious neighboring country.

After extensive investigation, he learned that a tidal phenomenon called spiritual energy revival had occurred on that vast land.

At first, he was shocked and couldn't believe it, but the information he had gathered made him have to consider the fate of his family in the face of the changing world.

His attention was drawn to a group of people known as "Outcasts" who had emerged on that land.

After paying a price, he learned that there were two types: those similar to the legendary Onmyoji, who possessed a cultivation system and grew step by step; and those who happened to obtain treasures, cultivation techniques, or awakened bloodlines.

What old man Itō was targeting were those who claimed that due to tens of millions of years of historical evolution and changes in the times, some powerful demons or ghosts had coexisted with humans and given birth to their bloodline offspring.

After experiencing several ebbs and flows of spiritual energy, his bloodline was diluted and weakened, remaining hidden within his body in a world without spiritual energy, just like an ordinary person.

Now that spiritual energy is reviving, some people's bloodlines have been activated. The main outward manifestation is that they can control their own bodies and reveal their true forms. Often, they possess great strength and various unpredictable methods as soon as they awaken.

Wang Fan, whom he valued highly, was not the strongest among them.

However, the fact that he could activate his abilities while maintaining a normal human appearance, and could squander his so-called "magic power" at will without any cost or consumption, seems to indicate that he has an extraordinary bloodline.

In Ito's view, Wang Fan is likely to trace his lineage back to some kind of deity.

If they recruit him and integrate him into the family to have offspring, the Ito family will leap from an ordinary tycoon to a new era of spiritual energy revival and a family of gods and demons that rises with a powerful bloodline!
Whenever he thinks of this and envisions the future prosperity of his family, with his children and younger generations flying around in the magnificent bamboo house, he gets excited.

And now...

With various thoughts swirling in his mind, Ito Taiji looked down at the communicator in his hand, which was still transmitting panicked cries. His gaze gradually hardened into a resolute and ruthless expression.

It's time to make a decision...

He let out a soft breath, then, in a serious and earnest tone, issued the command to the other end of the communicator:
“There are more and more monsters, and the convoy is too conspicuous. As the head of the family, I order you to split up at the next intersection and retreat in different directions to reduce your visibility, and then regroup at the city exit.”

Without waiting for a response from the other end, he hung up the call.

Now that the best heir is dead and the decision has been made, there is no reason to hesitate.

Being able to sit in this position, he was well aware of the competition between the main family and the branch family, both openly and secretly.

Since we've decided to embark on the path of the demon family, we need to lay the groundwork and clear away obstacles beforehand.

Among the people behind the car were his sons and grandsons, who had no hope of survival. He had intentionally delegated power to them, allowing them to become his own faction for the position of family head.

If we want to support Wang Fan's lineage, then we must eliminate these dissents.

besides……

There is another heir left, who, although still young, is the youngest grandson who is the first in line to inherit according to the order of seniority.

Rather than waiting for him to grow up and for the family to split up for various reasons, it would be better to let him "leave" by accident while he is still young.

Separating within the perilous and mysterious city serves two purposes: firstly, it diverts attention from the armored vehicle, reducing the likelihood of monster attacks; secondly, it avoids leaving any room for gossip or controversy.

After finishing all this, Ito Taiji found a corner to sit down in the bumpy carriage, looking somewhat dazed and confused.

However, Wang Fan had no energy to pay attention to the changes in the expressions of the people behind him.

At this moment, cold sweat was already streaming down his face as he leaned out of the car, and the wind bullet in his hand was almost constantly condensing, releasing, condensing, and releasing.

Even so, monsters continued to approach, making the whole process fraught with danger.

There were giant spiders the size of a car with human heads, and also deformed human figures as tall as streetlights, thin and gaunt.

Finally, Wang Fan saw a huge, balloon-like human head, several meters in diameter, floating in the road ahead, with a strange smile on its face, blocking the way.

"Damn it!! Get out of the way!!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Fan finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted at the top of his lungs, ignoring the strange monsters rushing towards the vehicle.

He immediately condensed another wind bullet, turned his palm, and flung it towards the human head balloon floating around the corner, hoping to delay the monster's movements a little.

The driver, who was also quite frightened, heard the instruction and, without hesitation, aimed directly at the intersection next to him and swerved the steering wheel sharply.

With a screech of wheels, kicking up dust, and knocking away several strangely shaped figures, it turned inside, avoiding the enormous head blocking the space between two buildings.

Just as he dodged, Wang Fan peeked out and saw the floating head behind him suddenly open its mouth and spit something out amidst a strange laugh. Then, there was a muffled explosion.

Under his gaze, a strangely colored flame rose up, sending large swaths of gravel flying. The convoy behind his vehicle was instantly engulfed in a cloud of smoke and dust.

The smoke and flames from the unknown attack emitted by the giant human-shaped balloon were close behind his armored vehicle, but fortunately, the vehicle was quickly left behind as it accelerated at full throttle. This finally allowed Wang Fan to breathe a sigh of relief.

However, when I came to my senses and looked around, I found myself surrounded by completely unfamiliar buildings.

Having just been blocked by that monster, we had to change our route and turn onto this unplanned side road. Finding another unobstructed path out now might not be so easy.

Clearly, everyone on the bus, from the driver to the others, understood this principle and felt a heavy weight in their hearts.

Under Wang Fan's gaze, as the vehicle drove along, the buildings on both sides of the road, in the pitch black, had dark windows that looked like the eyes of eerie, lurking giant beasts.

In the gaps between the buildings, fleeting dark figures could be seen moving about.

"Ugh……"

Feeling the malicious gazes cast from the shadows, Wang Fan could only sigh helplessly and once again mobilize his abilities, condensing a ball of wind in his palm.

"It's troublesome..."

……

"Captain? Captain? What's wrong?"

Tomie's clear, cheerful voice drew Amon's attention back.

He turned his gaze away from the window beside the hospital bed, took another bag of bread from the girl next to him, and thanked her absentmindedly.

"Thanks……"

He quickly tore open the packaging, stuffed a small piece of bread into his mouth, and after swallowing it completely, he took the water that was handed to him again and drank it all in one gulp.

Looking at the pile of various food packaging that had already been stacked up, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Looking up at the girl beside him, who was smiling and didn't seem to mind at all, he remembered her question earlier and thought for a moment before speaking.

"I think I just heard an explosion outside, but it sounded really far away." Her voice trailed off, becoming uncertain. "Did you hear it?"

Upon hearing his words, Tomie, dressed in a clean shirt and skirt, blinked and glanced at the small window on the second floor of the clinic, which was covered by a rusty railing. However, she quickly looked away and shook her head.

"did not hear."

“That’s strange…” Yamen muttered to himself with some doubt, but quickly put it out of his mind. “Never mind, maybe I misheard.”

He shook his head as if talking to himself, then quickly stuffed the pile of garbage he had created into a bag next to him, sealed it, and moved the remaining food to a place where it could be seen at a glance.

He moved a police pistol closer to him, scanning the covetous glances around him, his eyes filled with vigilance.

After getting through the initial period of confusion upon waking from his coma, he also learned about the current situation in Tokyo from various sources.

Turmoil, darkness, and slaughter.

He remained unconscious for several days. During this time, a giant monster in the sky swept across the entire Sakura Country, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

Then, for reasons unknown, the government issued an order to send troops to seal off the entire attacked area.

According to various slogans and broadcasts, the strange fish brought a highly contagious virus, and the entire Tokyo area and surrounding regions have now been designated as an untouchable lockdown zone.

After the news was heard, although there was some minor unrest in the city, it generally maintained a certain level of order.

The Metropolitan Police Department and its management system, which were also sealed off, stabilized the overall situation.

However, on the third day, for some unknown reason, the city's water and electricity supply was cut off, plunging large parts of the urban area into darkness.

Only a small number of self-sustaining solar streetlights and some shopping mall buildings with emergency power supplies provide dim lighting.

Rumors have circulated that the Sakura Country radio channel, which used to occasionally send out messages to reassure people, has also fallen silent and is no longer accepting any communication.

It is said that many people gathered to go to the road-blocked area to find out what was going on, but the result did not seem to be ideal.

On the fourth night, with both water and electricity cut off, the entire city finally collapsed, with looting, vandalism, and arson rampant, and fire briefly illuminating various parts of the city.

After a night of chaos, countless people died, but the once bustling city suddenly became deathly silent.

What followed was an event that many surviving homeless people called "Day of Despair".

It is said that a group of crazed thugs gathered hundreds of people to carry out a brutal massacre, after which an unknown thing stood up from the pile of corpses.

It was impervious to swords and blades, and even the guns that the people had stolen couldn't stop the monster from firing.

The once most powerful gang of thugs was decimated by the monster that resembled a legendary zombie, and they scattered in all directions.

This devastating news also reached the ears of other survivors in the city.

From that moment on, all sorts of monsters began to appear in various parts of the city.

The weak can barely hold their own with a dozen or so people working together; the powerful ones are almost certain to die upon first sight.

In some unknown logic, those powerful monsters would stay in one place and would not leave, which allowed the other survivors to retain a sliver of hope.

After figuring out some patterns and ranges, large numbers of people gathered in the outer city and old city where monsters were scarce or even extinct, which was where they were located.

Only truly insane mobs and emerging cults with broken wills and a worship of destruction would venture into the death zones of the city center.

Although there are some unverified claims that encountering monsters and surviving them may grant superhuman strength, this is why so many thugs and cult lunatics are determined to venture into dangerous areas.

However, most of the people who gathered at the clinic had only heard about the news from other people, and could not verify it. Yamen could only keep his doubts to himself and make a note of it.

Much of the information came from the increasing number of patients at the clinic, and much of it contained inaccuracies or exaggerations.

Amen didn't believe it completely; he just made it a reference in his mind and planned to investigate it himself once his body had recovered a bit more.

In fact, it goes without saying that many people know in their hearts that in a city like this, death is only a matter of time.

Most people are so terrified that they tremble at the mere mention of dangerous places, let alone venture into them.

Although Yamen didn't consider himself particularly strong, he couldn't just sit and wait to die.

He no longer had much hope for the Sakura Cabinet's rescue; he was simply thinking that once he recovered, he would try to break through with Tomie.

According to those rumors, the danger level in the entire city is getting worse, so the shorter the time, the better.

Thinking of this, Yamen calmly raised his hand and pressed his abdomen.

With a little effort, a tingling, numb pain came through, much better than a few hours ago, and it didn't even affect my movement much.

It was a miracle that he survived the surgery, which had resulted in a ruptured liver, internal bleeding, and broken ribs. In addition, he had been in a coma for less than a week, but Amen felt as if he was already fully recovered.

Once, when he went into the bathroom, he secretly removed the bandage and took a look. He found that the wound had begun to heal, and this level of self-healing ability was definitely abnormal.

But he didn't know what this meant, so he kept it a secret.

An abnormality is never a good sign, but at least in the current dangerous situation, it would be good to recover quickly and get out of danger.

Thinking this, he withdrew his hand from the wound covered by gauze, clenched his fist in front of his eyes, and then relaxed it.

He wondered if it was just his imagination, but his skin seemed much whiter than before. Although he didn't exercise often, he still had a slightly tanned complexion, but now it looked rather pale.

And just like just now...

Thinking this, Amon glanced at the garbage bag he had tied up beside him; it contained food that Tomie had brought back.

Now that order has collapsed, a large amount of daily necessities have become hard currency. Even the clinic where I am now charges patients for various medicines and food.

Since waking up, Amen has felt his stomach is constantly empty, and intense hunger is constantly nagging at his nerves.

He had initially thought that the wound healing required too much energy, but before he knew it, he had already eaten more than ten pounds of various snacks or bread.

If he hadn't reacted and restrained himself, he probably would have unknowingly stuffed the remaining half into his stomach.

But now...

Her fair and delicate palms gently pressed against her abdomen.

...I'm still so hungry.

(End of this chapter)