Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

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[ID: The Sigh of a Midnight Deliveryman]

"Brothers, my hands are still shaking, and I'm typing with two fingers. I'm a late-night food deliveryman. Last night at 2 a.m., I received an order to deliver to room 404, building 4, Chengnan Second District, an urban village."

There aren't even streetlights in that area.

I carried the takeout up to the fourth floor and knocked on the door.

No one spoke from inside the door, only a strange creaking sound. I was getting impatient, so I peered through the peephole.

Guess what I saw?

I swear I didn't lie!

Inside the cat's eye, there was another eye! It was a pure black eyeball with absolutely no whites!

It was right behind the door, staring intently at me!

Then, a puddle of black water flowed out from under the door. I was so scared that I threw down the delivery box and scrambled downstairs.

When I ran downstairs and looked back, there was a woman in red standing by the fourth-floor window, her head... hanging upside down on her neck, waving at me! Help! I'm hiding under the covers, and I keep hearing noises under the bed!

The post was flooded with tens of thousands of replies instantly.

"Holy crap, bro, don't scare me in the middle of the night! I also live on the fourth floor!"

"It's confirmed that being a food delivery driver is a high-risk profession! Is that red-clad ghost after your food delivery or you?"

"Hey upstairs, call the police and dial 404! Stop posting from your bed, what if she uses the internet to find you!"

Soon, another long post was pushed to the top, instantly creating a terrifying atmosphere.

[ID: An anonymous programmer]

"I'm a programmer working overtime at Zhangjiang Science Park. It's 11 p.m. now, and theoretically, I'm the only one working overtime on this floor."

But... I heard the sound of mechanical keyboards being typed coming from the workstation to my right.

The tempo is fast and crazy, with that "click-clack" sound of black switches.

This is nothing unusual; working overtime is the norm for us programmers.

But... the guy at the workstation to my right is called Lao Wang.

Last Monday, he suffered a heart attack and died suddenly at his workstation after working three consecutive all-nighters to finish a project.

His computer had been confiscated by the administration long ago, and now there was only an empty table there.

The sound of the keyboard is still ringing, right next to my ear.

I didn't dare turn around; I secretly peeked behind me using the reflection from my phone screen...

Old Wang was standing behind my chair, his body bruised, with a deep ligature mark on his neck. He was hunched over, staring intently at the code I was writing, muttering under his breath, "This bug... why can't I fix it... why can't I fix it..."

Guys, he seems to have noticed me looking at him through the screen's reflection; there was just a cracking sound from his neck.

What should I do? I need help urgently! (I'm waiting online!)

The post stopped updating abruptly less than thirty seconds after it was published.

Countless netizens tagged the original poster in the comments, but received no further replies.

This eeriness in everyday life sent chills down the spines of countless netizens watching on their screens, making their scalps tingle.

[ID: Late-Night Elevator Horror]

"I'm a nurse, and I just finished my night shift. The old elevator in our hospital has always had problems. I just pressed the button for the basement level to go to the underground parking garage, but the elevator didn't stop when it got down to the first floor."

The number on the display screen changed to '-2'. But guys, our hospital... doesn't have a second basement level!

The elevator doors are now open, and outside is a long corridor lined with morgue cabinets on both sides.

An older woman pushing a cleaning cart walked in.

The old woman had no feet; she floated in.

She glanced at me and asked, "Little girl, are you buying funeral clothes? Buy one get one free today."

I was so scared I peed my pants in the elevator! I frantically pressed the close button, but now the elevator is stuck between basement level one and basement level two! Help!

Panic is spreading rapidly online.

As more and more people discovered that the "sleep paralysis," "being trapped in a ghost wall," and "hearing marbles from upstairs in the middle of the night" they had experienced were all real paranormal events, the entire population of the Great Xia Kingdom was plunged into unprecedented shock and trembling.

Many timid people turned on all the lights in their homes, hugged kitchen knives, scissors, and brooms meant for warding off evil spirits to their chests, and hid in the corner of the living room, trembling with fear.

……

however.

It is completely different from the apocalyptic scenes of the Western Continent and the Sakura Kingdom, where supernatural outbreaks led to monsters slaughtering cities, cults running rampant, and countless lives lost.

In the Great Xia Kingdom, panic is running high online.

However, on a physical level, there were no large-scale casualties or social unrest!

Why?

Because in the Great Xia Kingdom, there is a powerful containment machine with a deep foundation, built by countless low-level agents who risked their lives—the Abnormal Phenomena Management Bureau!

Jiangzhou City, at the three-kilometer warning line outside Taiping Old Street.

Gao Guoliang stood in front of an armored command vehicle, holding a walkie-talkie, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Second Division, Third Special Operations Squadron! A gathering of Class D wandering spirits has appeared in Chengnan New Village! Proceed immediately to eliminate them!"

"One Skynet radar unit! Locate the source of the eerie energy at the abandoned hospital in the west of the city! Send the coordinates to the fire support company!"

"Notify all agents patrolling the streets. Tonight is a critical time. No surrenders will be accepted, and no containment will be conducted! If you spot any sinister entity that dares to show itself, even a wisp of malevolent energy, use depleted uranium cinnabar rounds to physically eliminate it!"

"The streets of the Great Xia Kingdom are for the living. If ghosts dare to walk on the streets, they won't even have the right to be ghosts!"

With Gao Guoliang's order.

The entire Jiangzhou City, and even hundreds of cities in the Great Xia Kingdom, erupted with earth-shattering roars of steel under the cover of night!

One after another, heavy armored vehicles painted with the Ninth Bureau logo and engraved with Taoist warding-off-evil patterns on their outer armor rumbled onto the streets.

The heavy machine gun on the roof was loaded with high-explosive armor-piercing rounds mixed with top-grade cinnabar and black dog blood extract.

The car's built-in psychic loudspeaker was playing electronically synthesized versions of the Great Compassion Mantra and the Golden Light Mantra, processed with modern acoustic technology to deter low-level ghosts.

In a small square in the center of Jiangzhou City.

Several white-clad ghosts, freshly crawling out of the ground and reeking of a foul stench, were about to extend their ghostly claws at a group of elderly women still dancing in the square.

These wandering spirits had been hiding underground for decades, thinking that today they could finally unleash their killing spree.

result.

The leader, an elderly woman in a red cotton-padded jacket, who was leading the square dancing, not only didn't run away, but instead swung her red silk fan, which she used for dancing, and slapped it hard across the face of the wandering ghost.

"You son of a bitch! Running around scaring me in the middle of the night instead of sleeping! Didn't you hear the news say you're an illegal entity?! I've been square dancing for ten years, do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

The old woman let out a powerful roar, accompanied by a violent outpouring of yang energy from the living person.

The lowly wandering spirit was actually whipped back two steps by the old woman's fan, which was imbued with both traditional Chinese culture and yang energy, and let out a miserable scream.

Just as the wandering spirits were preparing to retaliate.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

A patrol jeep from the Ninth Bureau made a neat drift and stopped at the edge of the square.

Four fully armed special agents jumped out of the vehicle, their automatic rifles spitting fire.

The dense barrage of cinnabar armor-piercing rounds instantly turned the few white-clad wandering souls into a honeycomb.

The cinnabar in the bullet exploded inside the wandering soul, instantly burning it into wisps of black smoke that drifted away in the wind.

"Auntie! Well done! But next time you encounter one of these, remember to swear first, then run! Leave the rest to our country!"

A special operations officer gave the woman in the red cotton-padded jacket a thumbs-up, then quickly and efficiently changed to a new magazine, jumped back into the vehicle, and continued his patrol.

The older woman stared blankly at the red silk fan in her hand, which still had a bit of black ash on it, before excitedly turning to look at her old friends behind her.

"Sisters! Did you see that? The government is protecting us! That young man's gun is so accurate, he can hit any ghost with it!"

"What are we afraid of! Keep the music playing, keep dancing! Turn on that DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra, let it shock these shameless bastards to death!"

This scene.

This is happening constantly in every corner of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Fear stems from insufficient firepower and the unknown.

When the people of the Great Xia Kingdom discovered that ghosts not only had health bars, but could also be killed...

The inherent resilience and "love of watching a good show" nature of the people of Great Xia were fully unleashed.

Panic gradually transformed into a bizarre, nationwide frenzy...