A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

"very good."

Yang Jian seemed completely unsurprised by her answer.

What he wanted was not a partner, but an obedient tool.

A clever tool.

It's far better than a stupid tool.

"From this moment on, your life belongs to me."

"You cannot die without my permission."

Yang Jian's voice carried an unquestionable authority, as if proclaiming an ironclad rule.

Qin Taotao nodded heavily.

The last trace of hesitation in his eyes vanished, replaced by a resolute look of relief after surviving a catastrophe.

This scene.

Through a hidden live stream perspective.

It was clearly presented to everyone in the real world.

Inside the Kyushu Supreme Command Center.

The old man and a group of high-ranking officials watched the conversation between Yang Jian and Qin Taotao on the screen with complicated expressions.

"He's recruiting players... no, he's building a faction that belongs only to him!"

"It's a dry voice," said an intelligence analyst.

"The Mysterious Post Office..."

"Based on the scattered intelligence we obtained earlier, it is an extremely terrifying S-class haunted place, where nine out of ten people who enter will die."

"But in Yang Jian's eyes, that place was like his backyard."

"Become a Ghost Tamer... He actually has a way to make an ordinary person a Ghost Tamer?"

"This...this is absolutely revolutionary!"

Everyone was shocked by the methods and ambition that Yang Jian displayed.

He's not just surviving in a bizarre world.

He is conquering that world in a way that is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

"Perhaps... our second option is not entirely hopeless."

The old man stroked the command platform, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"He needs an anchor, a foundation for him in the real world."

"And our Kyushu is his best choice."

"What we need to do now is to demonstrate sufficient value."

at the same time.

The atmosphere inside the command centers of the Lighthouse Nation and the Cherry Blossom Nation was extremely tense.

"A madman! He's a madman!"

"What does he want to do?"

"Does he want to become a god in that world?"

The general from the United States roared angrily, but could not hide the fear in his voice.

Yang Jian's abilities have exceeded their comprehension.

Their technological weapons are a source of great pride.

In the face of such an existence, it is as fragile as a piece of paper.

"We must find a way to restrain him!"

"Or... establish contact with him! We can't let Kyushu monopolize such a strategic resource any longer!"

"Contact? How do I contact them?"

"Send someone to the supernatural world to say 'Hey, let's be friends'? The person who goes there won't even last a second!"

Arguments, helplessness, jealousy, fear.

Various emotions spread in the hearts of these once high-ranking officials.

They discovered it for the first time.

Human beings are so insignificant in the face of true power.

A bizarre world, inside the post office.

After receiving Qin Taotao's promise, Yang Jian stopped wasting words.

"Go, find the second letter," he commanded.

Qin Taotao took a deep breath and stood up from the bench.

Although the body is still weak.

But her will to survive and her desire to become a demon tamer sustained her.

She cautiously approached the wooden lattice wall that resembled the gaping maw of a monster.

Every step was incredibly difficult.

The air here seemed frozen, carrying a biting chill.

Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest, as if it might leap out of her throat at any moment.

She dared not look into the depths of those squares, and could only rely on her intuition to search through the rows of squares.

Time passed by, second by second.

Just as Qin Taotao felt her nerves were about to give way, her fingertips touched something cold and rough.

She looked down.

In an inconspicuous corner, lay quietly a yellowed envelope that was exactly the same as the one Yang Jian had torn up before.

found it!

Overjoyed, she quickly took out the letter, ran back to Yang Jian, and handed it over as if presenting a treasure.

"Mr. Yang... I've found him!"

Yang accepted the envelope.

It felt icy cold to the touch, as if I were holding a piece of skin cut off a corpse.

The envelope was not addressed to anyone.

There was no sender.

Only a strong aura of curse flowed over it.

He didn't tear it apart directly like before.

Because he knew.

The rules of the Ghost Post Office are progressive.

He has already devoured the vengeful spirits of the first layer; tearing this letter apart will only attract the vengeful spirits of the second layer.

Before understanding the abilities of the second-level vengeful spirit, direct confrontation is not the wisest choice.

His goal was to take control of the post office, not simply to destroy it.

"Open it."

Yang Jian handed the envelope back to Qin Taotao.

Qin Taotao's hands trembled.

The seal on the envelope was torn open.

There was no letter paper inside, only a bare piece of paper that looked as if a few words were written in blood.

Those words were twisted and eerie, like the struggle of a dying person.

Mission: Head to Huanggang Village.