Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

"So that's how it is."

Su Ming raised an eyebrow at the skin-wearing ghost: "Is Pingjiang City your hunting ground?"

"Your Majesty."

The human-skin ghost spoke with even greater respect: "I'm only temporarily staying in Pingjiang City."

"The area of ​​activity is not large."

"Even if you don't make a move today, I will leave on my own after a while."

"Because I was warned a few days ago."

"Pingjiang City is a disastrous hunting ground."

"However," the skin-decorated ghost added cautiously, suppressing his fear, "it's not the one beside Your Majesty."

This sentence contains a great deal of information.

When it comes to disaster-level events, Su Ming's first thought is the Lychee Hotel.

The Lychee Hotel is the most likely to experience a catastrophic event.

"How did it warn you?" Su Ming's curiosity was piqued.

The human-skin ghost respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, it sent another ghost to deliver a message."

"Join it or leave it."

"They only gave me a month to think it over."

This answer cannot be found on the official website.

Because the number of ghosts that have revived globally is not very large at present.

The current era should be in the early stages of a bizarre resurgence.

Therefore, this sentence contains a great deal of information.

This means that some of the most powerful supernatural entities not only possess strong individual power, but have even begun to consciously build or manage forces within a certain area.

Is this still the kind of respectable ghost that acts solely on instinct, as traditionally understood?

They're all so unreliable.

They're clearly ghosts, so why are they using terms like "territory" and "minion dispatch"?

操~

That's outrageous! He opened the door for something so outrageous!

Is the next step to go up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

The ghost who had jumped off the building, kneeling beside him, was scratching his head in frustration.

It found that its position was under unprecedented attack.

In terms of strength, it can't beat the human-skinned demon.

As for intelligence, its brain is hardly anything to write home about.

In terms of knowledge and experience, it is completely outclassed.

That won't do.

It was the first one to follow the king.

After a period of intense thinking that nearly burned out its pitiful brain capacity, the ghost suddenly remembered something and shouted.

"Your Majesty, I remember now."

"I might have been deliberately released by the Lychee Hotel."

What is the purpose?

It's very likely that this was to expose it to battles and devouring in the outside world, accelerating its advancement to the super-dangerous level.

Once the "jumping ghost" meets the criteria, other ghosts should come looking for it.

After listening to the whole thing, the school beauty added a comment, seemingly to explain it specifically to Su Ming.

She said, "Once life is born with wisdom, it will possess cognition and thus learn to think."

"The essence of the birth of intelligence is to enable life to better perceive, understand and adapt to the world it inhabits."

Su Ming couldn't find a single fault with this statement.

Just like Gu Yan said before.

Human beings have never stopped evolving.

Awakening and the bizarre resurgence may both be pathways to evolution.

However, these two paths represent two extremes.

Natural opposites.

Su Ming remained silent, and neither did the human-skin ghost or the jumping-off-building ghost.

They feared the ghost school beauty, but they revered Su Ming even more.

After thinking for a few minutes.

Su Ming picked up the phone.

He called Zhou Zhengyang.

He repeated his account of the human-skinned ghost on the phone.

Although Zhou Zhengyang's expression was unclear, a loud crash could be heard from the other end of the phone as a chair suddenly overturned.

"Su Ming, are you sure?"

After Su Ming finished speaking, an extremely solemn voice came from the phone.

"It should be true, right?" Su Ming picked at his ear and glanced at the human-skin ghost. "It wouldn't dare lie to me."

Zhou Zhengyang lowered his voice: "Did you tell anyone else about this?"

"Old Zhou, I'm the first one to tell you."

"Jiang Qian was right in front of me, but she fainted due to emotional distress."

"Alright, alright." Zhou Zhengyang's voice grew even more serious: "Su Ming, don't reveal this information to anyone yet."

Then came a string of nonsense.

Su Ming was well aware of Zhou Zhengyang's concerns.

It has only been thirty years since the strange resurgence.

Most of the strange things are actually supernatural objects, and only a very few successfully resurrect.

In the past thirty years, there have been only two or three catastrophic anomalies at most.

Therefore, it is very difficult for the Anomaly Management Bureau to collect this information.

Su Ming made this call not just to inform Zhou Zhengyang.

The authorities have been offering rewards for crucial information.

"What I said can be considered important information."

Zhou Zhengyang understood Su Ming's meaning and immediately made a decision, saying, "S-level confidential, Su Ming, I'll give you 10,000 points."

"If there's any further news, I'll pay you the highest possible rate."

Su Ming smiled with satisfaction.

As expected of the bureau chief, he has a magnanimous air about him.

Then Zhou Zhengyang lowered his voice and asked, "That Lychee Hotel?"

Su Ming waved his hand: "Don't worry about that."

"I'll go back in and see for myself."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ming licked his lips.

Did you ask for his opinion before treating Pingjiang City as your hunting ground?

The human-skin ghost looked at Su Ming's expression.

Although it had only recently been taken in, it didn't quite understand its master's personality.

But judging from the anxious look on the ghost's face, as if it were afraid of losing favor, Su Ming is probably the most terrifying one.

He nodded his forehead.

Lychee Hotel, good luck to you.

Then, the human-skinned ghost nervously pointed at the unconscious Jiang Qian.

"Your Majesty, what should we do about her?"

The human-skin ghost only knew that Su Ming and Jiang Qian were classmates, but it didn't know how deep their relationship really was.

I did see Su Ming's displeased expression when I did it myself.

"Oh~" Su Ming said casually, "My classmate does my homework."

"As you know, I'm still a high school student, and I have an enormous amount of homework."

"Her cousin." Su Ming looked at the blood-red human body standing next to the human skin ghost.

That was Chi Nian, who had been skinned alive.

It's completely dead.

"Just return the body to her."

"Keep the human skin behind and continue being my homeroom teacher."

"Okay, it's decided then."

Su Ming was not greatly affected by Chi Nian's death.

He's the kind of person who doesn't even care about his own death, so why would he care about others?

Just like what the school beauty said before.

Once Su Ming has become accustomed to death, the rise and fall of humanity, compared to whether he can touch the ghost school beauty's cold hand, he might really care more about the latter.

This is an almost inhuman indifference, a twisted clarity forged through countless deaths.

Mingde Middle School has two more red dots.

Su Ming dealt with it casually.

These are two ghostly creatures that haven't recovered yet, which directly provided extra food for the ghost who jumped off the building.

After dealing with these matters, Su Ming called the human-skin ghost over again and asked, "Tell me, how far are you from being at the catastrophic level?"

Speaking of this...

The ghost in human skin looked bewildered.

Because it didn't know how to answer either.

In fact, the prototype of the Ghost Realm was conceived ten years ago.

This is a sign that things are very close to being catastrophic.

But the last step took ten years to complete.

It's not that we can't get over it, it's that we don't know how to get over it.

"You reached this point ten years ago."

Su Ming stared at the human-skinned ghost in surprise.

It remained at this level for ten years.

It has collected a lot of human skin over the past decade, but it is still stuck in the same place.

"School beauty, do you know why?"

Su Ming didn't know much about ghosts, so he could only ask the ghost school beauty.

The school beauty calmly glanced at the skin-wearing ghost, her gaze hitting the nail on the head, and asked indifferently, "Where's your own skin?"

The ghost in human skin was stunned by these words.

What about its own skin?

It was lost long ago.

I've long forgotten about it.

For the past thirty years, it has been wearing other people's skins, playing different roles, obsessed with collecting beautiful shells, but has forgotten its original appearance.

The human-skinned ghost trembled as it opened the wardrobe.

Hundreds of meticulously collected human skins hang among them, yet not a single one truly belongs to it.

This moment.

It understood.

If it finds its human skin.

That's when it becomes a truly catastrophic and bizarre event.

Su Ming snapped his fingers and said thoughtfully, "It seems that the key to advancement is different for each ghost."

"Let's go, this place is all taken care of, the harvest was pretty good."

When he brought Jiang Qian to the entrance of Mingde Middle School.

They discovered that the surrounding area had already been sealed off by personnel from the Anomaly Management Bureau, with cordon tape in place and energy detectors flashing faintly.

Gu Yan was leading the team.

Su Ming tossed Jiang Qian to Gu Yan, leaving behind a nonchalant remark: "The matter is resolved, I'm leaving now."

"You'll get a detailed report when Jiang Qian wakes up; just ask her."

He waved his hand, and under the watchful eyes of dozens of officers, gracefully crossed the cordon, his figure quickly disappearing around the street corner.

These staff members were unaware of what had happened at Mingde Middle School.

All that is known is that Su Ming dealt with an extremely dangerous monster.

No wonder he's a Level 5 processor.

Each person looked at Su Ming's back as if they were looking at a god walking among mortals.