Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

One by one, everyone in the living room left.

Chen Zhiwei called on Zhou Zhengyang to study the relevant systems for incorporating high-level supernatural beings into the official system.

She will develop the initial plan, which will then be refined in 2026.

Yu Mengnian returned to her room and awoke in the world of cultivation she had dreamed of.

She was going to find the ultimate treasure of heaven and earth that could enhance Su Ming's mental resilience.

The previous ten-thousand-year Immortal Tempering Pool increased Su Ming's mental resilience by more than seven hundred points.

This is a very alarming number.

Everyone's mental resilience has a limit.

Even Yu Mengnian, after reaching the limit of her mental resilience, still had to break through the barrier before she could continue to improve.

But Su Ming's mental resilience seemed to have no end.

There is no upper limit as long as there is room for improvement.

Make the most of the limited time available to search for more rare and precious treasures.

After all, Su Ming was going to break the world's upper limit ahead of time on a certain doomsday timeline in the past.

Tangtang hugged the teddy bear, pouted, and left.

I'm a little unhappy.

His eyes held a hint of disappointment and grievance.

But it's okay.

2012 was Shen Wanyu's year.

2019 is my time to shine.

By then, I will have grown up.

Xu Qinghe was still the same as always, with a perfectly measured smile on her lips.

She genuinely didn't care about the end of the world, and even secretly felt a bit of joy.

During this time, she lived a very free life, able to do whatever she wanted without any constraints.

And that was enough for her.

After Lin Jiajia and the others had mostly left, she tiptoed toward the door.

Her body was tense, her expression uneasy, and she was cautious like a thief caught doing something wrong, afraid of being stopped.

But as soon as they reached the door, they were ambushed by Chen Zhiwei.

"Little Jiajia, you can't do that."

"Living in society, interpersonal skills are an essential course."

"I have high hopes for you."

"No wonder he was my most outstanding student."

This teacher-student relationship was something Su Ming had mentioned before.

Back then, under Chen Zhiwei's tutelage, Lin Jiajia was still timid, but much better than she is now.

"Walk."

"I'll take you to the Bureau of Anomalies, and we'll discuss a plan to legalize the bizarre."

"There are hundreds of people waiting at headquarters."

Ignoring Lin Jiajia's shaking of her head in refusal, Chen Zhiwei carried her and ran outside.

Let's look at Lin Jiajia again.

My whole body froze, and my brain went blank for a moment.

My mind is filled with thoughts of hundreds of people.

No.

She will die.

At this moment, only Su Ming and Shen Wanyu remained in the living room.

The two exchanged a smile. Su Ming stood up, dusted himself off, and said in a gentle voice, "I'll pick you up on December 21st."

Shen Wanyu nodded.

She will stay in the Shen family compound.

Spend quality time with your parents and family.

These were her final moments.

In the future, she will have no family left, only Su Ming.

Su Ming activated the Boundary Blur, stepped into it, and disappeared.

He is going to travel to various places to search for the sealed artifacts from 2003.

The information about these sealed items is stored on his specially made mobile phone.

During the search for the sealed artifact, a familiar, subtle aura quietly entered Su Ming's senses.

Follow your senses.

He discovered that it was actually a ghost in human skin.

Right.

It's 2012 now.

The human skin ghost was successfully revived in Dachang City in 2006.

It has been six years since the outbreak.

Although it looked unfamiliar, Su Ming was extremely familiar with its aura.

Su Ming immediately summoned the black iron chains.

The iron chain suddenly shot out from the ground, silently binding and firmly connecting with the human-skinned ghost's true form.

The entire containment process was smooth and efficient.

The name of the human-skinned ghost on the containment page lit up again.

Su Ming only needed to beckon, and it would come running over happily.

He opened his mouth and said, "Your Majesty."

Su Ming raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt in his voice: "You remembered me?"

The skin-wearing demon answered truthfully, "Your Majesty, this is the first time I have met you."

"I had a very strange feeling when I first met you."

"It's as if I was born to be resurrected for you."

The human-skin ghost has no memory of 2026.

But the black iron chain conveyed the feeling of 2026.

"Wait a moment." Su Ming patted the human-skin ghost on the shoulder, then dialed Zhou Zhengyang's number.

"Yes, it's a ghost in human skin."

"They are the special supernatural departments newly established in 2026 that are in charge of ghosts."

"He's always been with me, quite reliable, and very intelligent."

"Okay, then I'll give it to you first."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ming looked at the bewildered ghost in front of him and slowly said, "You stay here and wait. Someone will come to pick you up in a bit."

"They're officials."

"Don't worry, I've already spoken to them."

"Recently, the authorities have redefined the identity of the supernatural and are preparing to incorporate some controllable supernatural entities into the formal system."

"Do your best, I have high hopes for you."

After saying that, Su Ming patted the human-skin ghost heavily on the shoulder, then determined the location, blurred the boundary, and disappeared from the spot.

Conversely, the human-skinned ghost stood there, dumbfounded, completely petrified.

Did it mishear?

Is the government preparing to incorporate the supernatural into its system?

three days later.

The first haunted house in China composed entirely of eerie elements has officially opened for business.

With official promotion, the haunted house became an instant hit, attracting a constant stream of visitors who formed long queues.

The human-skin ghost is both the ghost in charge of this haunted house and the temporarily appointed head of the Special Weird Department.

This haunted house is something else entirely.

It's full of genuinely bizarre things, and they're all at a high level, at least dangerous.

Have no idea.

Only those at the dangerous level possess a certain degree of intelligence.

The eerie phenomena below the danger level are still mainly driven by instinct, which is what Su Ming calls "real ghosts".

This is the opening.

Zhou Zhengyang specially invited Su Ming.

at this time.

Su Ming, Chen Zhiwei, and Zhou Zhengyang sat in the coffee shop, watching the long queue of tourists across the street.

Su Ming has better hearing.

You can clearly hear the mournful screams coming from inside the haunted house.

"Six more people have died." His voice sounded somewhat helpless.

Zhou Zhengyang, his face ashen, made notes in his notebook.

The first wave consisted of ten people, all of whom were wiped out.

Two people survived the second wave.

The third wave resulted in total annihilation once again.

This was the best wave; six people died and four survived.

Chen Zhiwei, who was standing to the side, was also recording and directing the scene.

It's hard to control.

These strange creatures, though possessing a certain degree of intelligence, can easily lose control due to extreme emotions.

Upon seeing a living person enter, he couldn't resist and killed the person.

"Su Ming, go in and kill a few of them, then repeat what you said again."

"After you've said that, just find a few more weirdos and kill them. You can make up any reason you want."

"Establish strict rules for them."

Su Ming nodded, and with a flicker, he vanished from his seat.

Zhou Zhengyang rubbed his temples, staring at Chen Zhiwei with a skeptical look: "Dr. Chen, will this really work?"

Even though the supernatural belongs to an alternative awakened being, its relationship with ordinary people is still one of inherent antagonism.

"It's like when a cat sees a mouse, its instinct is to hunt it."

"Not to mention, their thinking is extreme, they act mostly on instinct, and they are too difficult to control."

Chen Zhiwei had certainly considered this.

It's 2012 now, so let's just treat this as a simulation. Anyway, this doomsday line will disappear after December 21st.

Therefore, all trial and error costs are within an acceptable range.

"What if a tiger were watching them?"

Chen Zhiwei's gaze was distant.

If the authorities are to establish a special and mysterious department, they must have a powerful pillar to suppress all their evil intentions.

This pillar of stability must belong to the human camp.

As long as the anchor remains, they cannot cause any trouble.

If it cannot be suppressed, or if the supernatural takes over, then that will be another kind of doomsday for humanity.

of course.

The apocalypse brought about by the bizarre and the apocalypse brought about by pollution are completely different concepts and cannot be compared.

And this indispensable pillar of stability.

Only Su Ming is qualified to take on this role.

Even Yu Mengnian wouldn't do.

Because it refers not only to strength, but also to absolute control.

Su Ming's containment capabilities are the core foundation of the entire plan.

It's no exaggeration to say that...

If it weren't for someone like Su Ming.

The authorities will never consider accepting the supernatural or establishing a special department for the supernatural.

Two days later.

The survival rate of the haunted house has finally reached the standard.

Although some people did die, most of the deaths were due to excessive shock or sudden cardiac arrest.

There are virtually no bizarre murders.

This means that this group of people has a significantly enhanced level of self-control.

Most importantly, Su Ming had terrified them.

For every few people you kill, I'll kill twice as many of you.

The iron-fisted and cruel rules instilled fear in them.

Chen Zhiwei also had to finalize the conclusion.

It is feasible.

However, it must be accompanied by systematic management and training to strengthen the strange self-control ability and restrain its instinctive killing intent.

Therefore, the authorities temporarily set up a department called the "Strange Training Academy".

The bizarre path to entering the system still requires a lot of time to explore and improve.

Time flies, and it's already December 20th.

Tomorrow is December 21st.

At the port of Yanlang City, the sea breeze is strong and the waves are surging.

Su Ming stood on the shore, watching batch after batch of sealed artifacts being sent aboard the Deep Sea Ode to Salute.

According to official statistics.

The sealed items, including those previously sealed and those searched during this period, total 21 items.

This number far exceeds that of 2003.

Zhou Zhengyang was still in charge of coordinating and directing the transportation work.

This guy really can't stay still.

He took on all matters, big and small, caring about everything and working tirelessly without complaint.

That's probably just his personality.

If he dies in the future, it will most likely be from overwork.

Besides Zhou Zhengyang, Elder Lin and Bai Bin, who are second only to Yu Mengnian in the Dragon Kingdom, also came.

After all, this is a matter of great importance, and no mistakes can be tolerated.

After they loaded all the sealed items into the ship, Zhou Zhengyang came over with Elder Lin and Bai Bin.

Seeing Elder Lin approaching, Su Ming subconsciously took a small step back.

It's simply unbearable to look at.

Every time I think of Mr. Lin in 1996, with his delicate fingers and heavy makeup, the horror I feel is even stronger than when I saw the giant baby of the world and the insect of time.

Zhou Zhengyang and the other two were somewhat puzzled, but they didn't think much of it.

They simply walked over, clasped their hands in unison, and said solemnly, "Your Majesty, see you in 2026."

"This is a letter that Dr. Chen asked me to give to you."

"And the notebook you gave Dr. Chen before."

Su Ming accepted the thick envelope and notebook, and returned the greeting with a fist and palm salute: "See you in 2026."

He watched the three of them leave.

He let out a long, wistful sigh.

Then, out of curiosity, I opened the fourth notebook.

This is a brand new notebook, recording all of Chen Zhiwei's observations in 2012.

When I opened it, I saw...

There were only four sentences inside, so simple that even Su Ming was dumbfounded.

It's worth noting that the doomsday line in 2003 filled three notebooks with detailed and meticulous records.

In 2012, however, the number of notebooks dropped to one, and the content was reduced to four sentences.

One of them is the name given to the 2012 doomsday prophecy: Dimension Observation.

I flipped through several pages, but they were all blank.

Su Ming frowned as he read the last page.

It is a new fairy tale.

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