Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

A man dressed entirely in black slowly walked to the hospital entrance, then looked up and silently gazed at the hospital shrouded in black mist.

The black fog that shrouded the hospital was like a thick, dark cloud, spreading out from inside the hospital.

The black fog covered an incredibly vast area, seemingly enveloping the entire hospital area, making the buildings inside hazy and indistinct, almost impossible to recognize. Only some old buildings and dilapidated walls could be vaguely seen in the black fog, giving a hazy and gloomy feeling, as if all the light inside was being gradually swallowed up by some force.

Moreover, even the air outside the hospital seemed unusually stuffy.

The surrounding vegetation was overgrown with weeds, and vines climbed all over the walls in the corners. There were almost no signs of human activity on the quiet streets. The trees not far away were gradually withering under the cover of black mist, and the dead leaves kept falling. The fallen leaves on the ground were occasionally blown by a breeze, making a low rustling sound, giving people an atmosphere of death and desolation.

This hospital, once filled with both hope and death, now seems to be nothing but death after being swallowed by the black mist, utterly reduced to a dead zone.

At this moment, as the man gazed at the black mist before him, a sense of unease arose in his heart.

The eerie aura emanating from the black mist hovering above the hospital seemed to be somewhat different from the aura emanating from the black mists he had encountered along the way.

The difference was that the black fog inside the hospital made him feel depressed, as if it were filled with some kind of threat.

Thinking of this, the man took a deep breath, his face expressionless.

"This should be the place."

What he didn't expect was that he seemed to be having a run of bad luck with hospitals today, and ended up at a hospital again to carry out a mission.

This man was none other than the Ghost Controller who had previously used his sonic abilities to eliminate the resurrected patients in another hospital, and his codename was Bat.

Even now, the bat's eyes still revealed a hint of cold indifference that kept people at a distance.

However, at this moment, besides his indifferent expression, his eyes were filled with a solemn look.

He knew very well that the eeriness in this hospital was completely different from that in the previous hospital.

Moreover, the hospital was under extremely tight security at that time.

After all, this hospital contains something crucial to the future of the entire Binhai area.

However, even the bats don't know whether the cultists will choose to use strange objects or supernatural phenomena as the "fish tank" vessel.

Thinking of this, the bat slowly closed its eyes, then twitched its ears slightly, beginning to detect the sounds around it.

At this moment, the area outside the hospital was eerily quiet, with only the faint rustling of leaves in the wind.

Ignoring the sounds, the bats continued to concentrate on capturing the sounds coming from inside the hospital.

His abilities are related to sound waves; he can attack enemies through sound vibrations, and he can also capture information about his prey through sound vibrations, just like a bat.

next second.

@##￥%......

A faint, eerie murmur emanated from the black fog inside the hospital, as if countless ghosts were whispering within. The whispers carried an ominous feeling, sending chills down one's spine.

Upon hearing this, the man instantly opened his eyes. The surroundings seemed to have returned to normal, with only the rustling sound of the cold wind blowing.

However, the thought of those voices, which sounded like the whispers of the dead, filled the bat with a strange unease.

This mission is probably going to be difficult!

Just as Bat was secretly wary of the eeriness inside the hospital, his ears twitched slightly again.

Someone's coming!

At the same time, a figure gradually appeared on the street shrouded in black fog.

Soon, a woman carrying a scythe slowly appeared in the bat's line of sight.

When the bat saw the newcomer, its expression remained unchanged.

Just now, he had already identified the person by the sound of their footsteps.

This woman was none other than the tamer who used "love" to reform those evil dolls in the store; her code name was---Hunter.

However, compared to the expressionless and aloof bat, the hunter seemed much more "enthusiastic".

"I thought I'd be the first one here, but I didn't expect you to be here even faster than me."

The hunter walked up to the bat and said with a smile.

If you ignored the scythe with a deathly gleam on its blade that she carried on her shoulder, anyone who saw her for the first time would definitely think she was just an innocent-looking young woman.

After hearing the hunter's words, the bat kept its eyes fixed on the hospital shrouded in black mist, and then said something without turning its head.

"Um."

Seeing this, the hunter, who was already used to it, did not feel displeased.

After all, every Ghost Master who has integrated strange powers will have some "flaws" more or less.

Thinking of this, the hunter followed the bat's gaze and looked at the hospital shrouded in black mist.

Knowing full well the bats' abilities, she instinctively asked, "Did you discover anything?"

"no."

The bat shook its head: "There seems to be some force inside preventing me from spying."

At this point, he recalled the whispers of the ghostly dead, then paused slightly, his tone becoming extremely serious: "Moreover, this power seems to contain some kind of rebounding ability..."

Then, the bat recounted everything that had just happened.

Although he was aloof and indifferent, he knew how to prioritize the big picture when it came to matters of principle. That's why he took the initiative to share with the hunter the information he had gathered from his investigation of the hospital.

This is why, despite disliking the bat's "style," the hunter still treats him as a colleague.

After all, this kind of colleague is much better than some people who smile while hiding a knife in your back and stab you in the back.

"So, there's no way of knowing the current situation inside this hospital?"

After listening to the bat's account, the hunter couldn't help but frown.

Being in the dark while we are in the light is never a good start.

Just then, the bat's ears twitched slightly again.

Another person has arrived.

However, before the figure inside the black mist could fully appear in their sight, a deep laugh came from within the mist.

"Hey, isn't this our great soul harvester? How did you get here so fast with those short legs of yours?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man dressed as an uncle walked out of the black mist with a grin.

The "soul harvester" he spoke of was the hunter who carried that scythe that resembled the Grim Reaper's blade.

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's teasing, the hunter's expression immediately fell.

"You damn dog, don't think I won't hit you just because you're old. Watch your mouth, or I'll cut your head off."

As he spoke, the hunter swung the sickle over his shoulder and gestured a few times at the middle-aged man called "Earth Dog".

The middle-aged man nicknamed "Earth Dog" was actually the Ghost Keeper who used the earthen wall to block the sculpture fragments in the park. However, his code name was not "Earth Dog," but rather "Earth Wolf."

As for why the hunter has the nickname "Soul Reaper," that's a long story.

By this time, the coyote had already noticed the bat with the cold expression, and then greeted him again in his unique way, saying, "Yo, the Bat King is here too."

bat:"......"

However, after teasing the bat about his outfit, the coyote was drawn to the black mist emanating from the nearby hospital. He then dropped his smile, his expression turning serious and solemn as he asked, "So... what's the situation now?"

......

A minute later, after listening to the hunter's account, the coyote couldn't help but glance again at the hospital that was faintly visible in the black fog not far away.

"If that's the case, then it is indeed a bit difficult to handle!"

The hyena frowned and said, "The enemy is in the open while we are in the dark. We'll definitely suffer a big loss at the beginning. A big loss means we're likely to get injured. Once injured, even if we don't have to pay for the treatment, we definitely won't be able to work for a few days. Not being able to work means no money, and no money means losing money. How much money will I lose this time...?"

bat:"......"

Hunter: "..."

Is this how it's calculated? Why didn't you include the bonus for completing this task?

Thinking about this, the hunter felt utterly speechless at the hyena's biggest flaw of being so greedy.

Who would have thought that a Ghost Master who enjoys the highest level of treatment would also have a greedy nature?

"Alright, stop thinking about money all the time, or you'll have money but no life to enjoy it."

At this moment, the hunter quickly interrupted the hyena, who was opening his communicator to calculate how much money he would lose.

"So far, only the three of us have arrived here. It would be unwise to go in now. I plan to wait for the others to arrive before making any decisions."

"In this way, even if the situation is one where the enemy is in the open and we are in the dark, we will have sufficient confidence and strength to deal with those lurking in the shadows."

Upon hearing this, the coyote, who had been counting on his fingers, immediately gave a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Agreed!"

After all, no one knows what kind of crisis exists inside this hospital.

You should know that the things inside are of vital importance to those cultists. If it were the Night Demons, they would definitely send powerful people to guard this place.

Perhaps all the cultists in the entire coastal area are currently in this hospital.

However, at that moment, Bat's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over their heads.

"I'm just worried... the timing might not be right."

The bat slowly turned around and said coldly, expressionless, "You've all felt it too, haven't you? The eerie mist appearing on the coast is getting stronger and stronger, almost reaching the critical value in those eerie mist projection worlds."

Upon hearing this, the hunter and the hyena fell silent.

Because he understood perfectly what the bat meant by those words.

When these eerie fogs enveloping the coast reach a certain critical value, the nature of this fog-related event will change.

In the real world, before today, the strange fog that appeared had never been close to or about to reach the critical value of the fog projection world.

They all knew what would happen once the threshold was crossed.

They originally thought that this time it would end in failure for the cultists, just like before, but they never expected that the other side would be so close to success this time.

"We need to get into the hospital as soon as possible, find that strange creature or eerie thing, and destroy it immediately. Only in this way will the strange energy that binds the coast disappear. Without the support of the strange energy, the eerie fog will naturally dissipate."

"But......"

The hunter hesitated for a moment, then said, "If it's just the three of us, going in would be no different than suicide, wouldn't it?"

The hyena nodded in agreement: "She's right."

After a moment of contemplation, the hyena slowly turned to look at the hunter and said, "But... he's not wrong either."

It's surprising that the coyote, at his age, acts so carefree. As people get older, they gain more experience, so in this whole affair, the coyote, being the oldest and most experienced of the three, actually has the most say.

It's just that his personality makes him seem so carefree and unreliable.

Actually... the hunter knew very well that the bat was right.

Their greatest enemy now is not the eerie fog that shrouds the coastline, nor the strange monsters that emerge from it, nor even the potential dangers within the hospital, but rather... time.

Time is their biggest enemy right now.

"We must get into the hospital immediately to find the answer and locate that strange or eerie creature."

The bat's voice was deep and firm, full of determination.

Upon hearing this, the hunter instinctively clenched his fist.

Indeed, their time is running out. If they don't quickly eliminate the threat to the hospital, the black fog will grow stronger and eventually bring unpredictable consequences.

Having considered this, the hunter had no choice but to reluctantly agree to the bat's actions.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."

The coyote took a deep breath and forcefully pushed open the hospital door. As the heavy metal door slowly opened, the three of them stepped into the silent hospital interior.

However, at that moment, the bat walking in the middle suddenly frowned.

The next second, he heard a faint crying sound coming from near the hospital. Then the crying sound changed, and it sounded like someone was wailing in solitude. Then he heard irregular footsteps nearby, as if someone was running hurriedly. He even heard faint whispers, which seemed to be some kind of prayer for a sick relative to recover quickly.

In an instant, it was as if the sounds of the entire hospital were concentrated in his mind.

Meanwhile, in the real world, shortly after the three stepped into the hospital, a deep, lion-like voice suddenly rang out.

"Who's there?"