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

The lingering warmth of the nightmare.

It still clung to Qin Taotao's limbs and bones.

It was a chilling cold that penetrated to the very bone.

It felt as if countless invisible hands were reaching out from under the bed and from the shadows of the walls.

He held her tightly.

They wanted to drag her back into that world of despair and hunger.

cold sweat.

Her pajamas were already soaked through, sticking to her skin and bringing a chill.

Qin Taotao's chest heaved violently.

He was panting heavily, like a fish that had been thrown ashore.

Her eyes were wide open.

Staring intently at the ceiling, in that darkness, the outline of that monstrous ghost that blotted out the sky still seemed to linger.

That's not a dream!

Absolutely not!

As a demon tamer, her perception of the supernatural far surpasses that of ordinary people.

That greed and hunger that seemed to devour the entire world, that terrifying aura that made even the soul tremble, was so real it couldn't be more real.

That was an omen.

It is the most terrifying warning that the supernatural is issuing to the real world.

Starving ghost

It is growing at an unimaginable speed.

perhaps.

When it reappears before the world, it will be the apocalyptic scene from the dream.

This idea.

Like a bolt of lightning, it cleaved the chaos in Qin Taotao's mind.

She practically tumbled off the bed, rushing barefoot towards the emergency communication equipment in the room without even putting on her shoes.

She entered the wrong password several times before finally connecting to the highest line of the command center.

"This is Qin Taotao! Emergency! Highest level emergency!"

Her voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to come from the utmost effort.

"I...I dreamt of...a starving ghost!"

……

The command center was brightly lit late at night.

This is the most powerful brain in the Great Xia Dynasty to fight against the supernatural, bringing together top talents from across the country.

A month of peace and tranquility.

The atmosphere here, though still tense, had a rare touch of relaxation.

however.

Qin Taotao's phone call was like a boulder crashing into a calm lake.

In the highest conference room.

On a huge circular screen.

Faces, some old, some dignified, lit up one by one.

The main seat in the conference room.

The person in charge played Qin Taotao's recorded communication with a solemn expression.

When the words "starving ghost" were uttered, the entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

The slight smiles that had just appeared on everyone's faces due to the successful operation froze at this moment.

Time seemed to have been paused.

one second.

two seconds.

ten seconds.

No one speaks.

All they could hear was each other's increasingly heavy breathing.

It was a silent understanding, a fear originating from the depths of one's heart.

For the past month.

They deliberately avoided the name.

Because they couldn't find it, because there were no clues, because Yang Jian suppressed the source of the Ghost Lake, giving them false hope.

They preferred to believe that the terrifying vengeful spirit, after devouring the A-level vengeful spirit, might have fallen into some kind of slumber or self-imposed limitation.

They are deceiving themselves.

And now.

Qin Taotao's dream was like a resounding slap in the face, striking everyone hard across the cheek.

The person in charge, who had always been known for his composure, now looked extremely grim.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, and the light of hope in his deep eyes was gradually being replaced by gloom.

The faces of his senior staff officers drained of color at a visible speed, turning as pale as paper.

on the screen.

The changes in the expressions of those delegates were even more fascinating.

Some were shocked, some were horrified, and some clenched their fists unconsciously, their knuckles turning white from the force.

Even more people,

A deep despair was evident in his eyes.

silence.

A suffocating silence.

at last,

An elderly man with white hair spoke slowly, his voice dry and hoarse: "This dream... can its reality be confirmed?"

"Could it just be... a normal nightmare?"

When he said those words, even he himself felt unsure of himself.

"Old Wang, you should know this."

The person in charge looked up and his gaze swept over everyone present.

His voice was terrifyingly low.

"For people like us, especially after experiencing S-class paranormal events, the term 'ordinary nightmare' has lost all meaning."

"This is more like a warning, a supernatural omen!"

No one refuted.

Because that's the truth.

"So... that hungry ghost wasn't asleep at all, but is actually growing wildly in some unknown corner?"

The other representative's voice trembled slightly.

"It devoured an A-level vengeful ghost, which in itself demonstrates its terrifying potential."

The person in charge took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"And now, a month has passed."

"A month is enough time for any unimaginable change to occur in a ghost with the potential to be an S-class spirit."

The atmosphere in the meeting room plummeted to freezing point.

"We must find it!"

The general slammed his hand on the table, stood up abruptly, and his eyes were sharp as knives.

"Use all available resources!"

"Military satellites and global surveillance networks are hereby notifying all Ghost Masters in all countries to abandon all current missions!"

"Dig that damn monster out of the ground!"

His proposal was immediately met with a positive response from everyone.

"agree!"

"I second that!"

"Immediately activate Project 'Sky Eye' to conduct a comprehensive global scan for paranormal activity!"

"Issuing the world's highest bounty!"