The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

The moment you step into the building, the sunlight is completely blocked.

In the green field of vision of the night vision device.

The waiting hall was dilapidated, with rusty iron chairs lying askew and thick cobwebs everywhere. The stench of decay in the air was so strong it was almost suffocating.

The agents were well-trained; their boots made no sound as they stepped on the ground.

The gun barrel steadily locked onto every blind spot where danger might be hiding, following the movement of the gaze.

This oppressive silence made everyone's heart leap into their throat.

Qin Zhenguo walked at the front of the group, his palms sweating as he gripped the gun handle.

"Safety."

"Left corridor, safe."

As the sign language was continuously relayed, the team gradually went deeper into the area.

However, to everyone's surprise, they did not encounter the terrifying monsters they had imagined along the way.

They continued until they reached the station square in the middle of the passenger station.

"Chief, something's up!"

An agent in charge of scouting suddenly stopped, crouched down, and shone his tactical flashlight on the ground in front of him.

Qin Zhenguo immediately led his men over.

Under the cold white beam of the flashlight, a chilling yet eerie scene unfolded before everyone's eyes.

On the muddy square, four enormous monster corpses lay scattered about.

These monsters were covered in rotting flesh, shaped like oxen, and had protruding fangs.

It was the creature Luo Qingyan had recorded in the files... a ghoul!

But what Qin Zhenguo found unbelievable was not the ferocious appearance of these monsters.

It's not their state of death, but their condition.

These four powerful ghouls were all cut in half at the waist!

The broken edge was charred black, and even wisps of smoke were still rising from it, emitting a strong smell of burnt ozone.

"A single, fatal blow... and accompanied by terrifyingly high temperatures?"

Qin Zhenguo gasped in shock; these were definitely not the marks of damage that modern firearms could have caused!

"Continue the search!"

Qin Zhenguo suppressed the shock in his heart and led the team to continue advancing into the innermost ticket hall.

but.

After they turned the entire ticket hall and even the abandoned platform upside down, all they found was a mess and a few broken floor tiles that had been smashed by some kind of heavy weapon.

They found no living creatures.

They also did not find the so-called vengeful ghost that Luo Qingyan had mentioned.

"There are no vengeful ghosts..."

Qin Zhenguo stood in front of the empty ticket window, feeling the gradually fading chill around him, his face full of disbelief.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger in the surroundings and that the ghouls were definitely dead.

Qin Zhenguo then pressed the captain's phone on his chest.

"Deputy Director Luo, lift the alert."

"You can bring your people in now. There are no evil spirits inside... but there's a big discovery."

Outside the gate, Luo Qingyan, who had been waiting anxiously, immediately relaxed upon hearing these words.

But then, the three words in Qin Zhenguo's last sentence instantly heightened her curiosity.

"Walk!"

Without hesitation, Luo Qingyan led the remaining agents across the cordon and into the abandoned passenger station shrouded in a thick fog.

……

Luo Qingyan held a gun in one hand and a powerful flashlight in the other, carefully stepping into the abandoned bus station.

Even though Qin Zhenguo had confirmed her safety, the blood and tears she had learned in her previous life over the past ten years had already imprinted the word "caution" into her very bones.

In the ruins, tainted by eeriness, any carelessness is unacceptable.

Because you never know if, in those unknown, dark corners, there might still be ghost slaves who haven't quite died yet.

"call--"

A biting, chilling wind, carrying the earthy smell of withered grass, swept through the broken glass windows, creating a sharp, piercing wail in the concrete passageway, like the cry of a night owl.

Following the beam of her flashlight, Luo Qingyan quickly spotted Qin Zhenguo squatting on the ground in the corridor leading to the waiting hall.

"Director Qin." Luo Qingyan walked over quickly.

Qin Zhenguo pointed to the monster's remains on the ground, which had been cut in half at the waist: "Deputy Director Luo, come and take a look at this."

Luo Qingyan lowered her head slightly, the cold light of her flashlight slowly moving across the damp ground.

When she saw the monster's remains, cleaved in two, her brows furrowed involuntarily, and a memory of the apocalypse flooded her mind.

"That's a ghoul."

Luo Qingyan slowly crouched down, her clear, cold voice echoing in the deathly silent passage: "They belong to the lowest-ranking ghost slaves. They are usually mutated and deformed from wild dogs in the vicinity due to the erosion of abyssal energy."

"Because their brain nerves were damaged by yin energy, they completely lost the sense of pain, but possessed brute strength that was unimaginable to ordinary people, and the corpse poison contained in their saliva was even more deadly."

"In the early stages of the strange occurrences, these widespread monsters were the biggest headache for humanity."

Qin Zhenguo listened with a solemn expression. Although he felt the gravity of the situation, he was more concerned about the cause of the monster's death.

"Deputy Director Luo, look at its fatal wound."

Luo Qingyan put on insulated rubber gloves, reached out and brushed aside the large patch of rotting flesh covering the corpse, carefully examining the severed section.

At the wound, the cut surfaces of the bone and rotten flesh were unusually smooth, and not even a single jagged bone fragment could be seen.

"Killed in one blow."

Luo Qingyan's expression changed, and a deep sense of solemnity appeared in her eyes: "The wound is as smooth as a mirror, without any signs of pulling or repeated cutting."

"It must have been sliced ​​open by some kind of sharp blade with terrifying force in an instant."

She stood up, her flashlight beam sweeping across the surrounding hard concrete walls, trying to find any possible traces of weapon impact:

"To achieve this level of instant kill, one needs not only terrifying power, but also a divine weapon."

"That's not all." Qin Zhenguo slowly straightened up, his face somewhat pale, and pointed to the depths of the passage. "The scene in the plaza inside is even more shocking than this."

Luo Qingyan's heart skipped a beat for no reason. Without saying anything, she immediately led Director Qin through the dark ticket gate and into the central open-air plaza.

As soon as you step into the square, a strange smell, a mixture of the stench of burning corpses and the strong smell of ozone, hits you.

The cold white beam of the flashlight swept across the muddy ground.

The four enormous ghoul corpses, which were swept away almost simultaneously, were arranged in a semi-circle around the perimeter, already devoid of life.

The visual impact of this scene on everyone present was indescribable.

These four monsters were significantly larger than the one in the corridor, but at this moment, their remains were not only cut in half, but their ashen flesh had also been carbonized and dried up, emitting wisps of charred smoke.

Among them, the one in the very center was the most horrific in its death. Its entire head had exploded from the inside, turning into a large patch of black ashes that emitted a pungent, burnt smell, which drifted and scattered across the desolate square with the slight night breeze.