Weird Cards: I've Become a Ghost

Each of the Night Demon Slayers has their own code name.

For example, Xiao He's two "colleagues," a spider and a ghost.

When members of the Night Watchers join the Night Watchers, all their previous identity information is kept strictly confidential, and they address each other by code names.

The reason for doing this is not for the convenience of action, but to avoid risks, because some special and eerie entities can kill you instantly or curse you once they know your real name.

On the day Xiao He joined the Night Demon Division, the Spider Man reminded him to give himself a code name.

However, for a criminal-turned-devils like Xiao He, choosing a code name wasn't mandatory. So, Spider Man only gave him a brief reminder and then ignored him. After all, his information had already been submitted, and he could log into the internal network and change it himself if he wanted a code name later.

At that time, Xiao He couldn't think of a good code name, so he kept putting it off until now.

However, when he saw the criminal in front of him who called himself "The Ripper," a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

"We can't let such a good reputation be ruined by someone like this."

Therefore, after realizing that the ability he displayed to outsiders was to turn his right arm into a bloody blade, Xiao He immediately decided to give himself the code name "The Ripper".

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

Having used his bizarre ability to transform his right arm into a bloody blade, Xiao He smiled and said to the trembling "former" Ripper, "After all, this wasn't my mission."

At this moment, Jack's face turned extremely pale, and beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He seemed not to have heard Xiao He's words.

"Cultists...cultists!" A trembling sound escaped his dry throat.

Jack never expected that the Eastern man was actually a cultist!

Like most ordinary people, he has experienced strange events, but they mostly happened nearby, and only a few of them affected him personally.

This is why, like most people, he is filled with a deep fear of the supernatural, and even more so of those cultists who possess supernatural powers.

The reason he thought Xiao He was a member of the Trickster Cult rather than a Trickster of the Night Division was because what Trickster would secretly bring a criminal like himself to such a horrible place in the middle of the night?

In his view, only those cultists who are suppressed and hunted down by the Alliance would do such a thing.

Don't underestimate him just because he's an ordinary person; he has a lot of knowledge about the supernatural.

Thinking of this, Jack recalled the two armed men who had escorted him. He believed that the two men were definitely subordinates of this cultist, who had disguised themselves as armed patrol members of the Alliance to bring him out of prison.

"Oh God, I'd rather spend my whole life in prison than encounter these lunatics."

As Jack thought this, his breathing gradually became heavy and rapid.

He originally thought he would spend the rest of his days in prison, but he never expected that a seemingly ordinary medical check-up would lead him to an unfamiliar room where he would encounter a cultist who could turn his arm into a weapon.

It is common knowledge that cultists are a bunch of lunatics.

"As long as you don't kill me, you... you can make me do anything you want."

Jack swallowed hard and tried to remain calm, but his trembling voice betrayed his true emotions.

In his view, the reason this cultist went to such lengths to get him out of prison must be because of his reputation as "The Ripper," and he wanted him to do something.

Even though he was very reluctant to have anything to do with these lunatics, his current situation seemed to leave him no choice but to comply.

What puzzled Jack was why, given that the cultists were capable of doing many things, they chose to target an ordinary person like himself.

"Could it be... that I am chosen by the goddess of fate?!"

At this moment, Jack was wildly imagining in his mind that perhaps it was because of his "outstanding" "performance" before he went to prison that this cultist had the idea of ​​recruiting him.

Thinking this way, Jack felt less afraid.

"I told you, I won't kill you."

Xiao He shook his right arm, which had become a bloody blade, with some impatience.

Hearing this, Jack became even more certain of his idea, and his expression immediately relaxed. Even his trembling legs stopped shaking.

However, what Xiao He said next was like a bucket of cold water being poured down on him.

"But other things are another matter."

Jack's expression immediately changed: "Something else...?"

Upon hearing this, his heart leaped into his throat. He then frantically scanned his surroundings with slightly uneasy eyes. The room wasn't large, and it was basically completely open. But right now, apart from himself and the cultist sitting on the stool, there seemed to be nothing else in the entire room!

Just then, a faint knocking sound came from behind Jack, who looked uneasy.

Boom boom boom!

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