Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

Surveillance footage shows that a dozen minutes earlier, Boss Tang, Master Luo, and their group fled in a panic. They encountered Yan Li on the fifth floor and, under his guidance, hid in the storage room on the fifth floor.

Then a lot of people appeared on the fifth floor.

The elevator entrance, the emergency exit, and the front of each shop were crowded with people.

They walked slowly, gathered in front of the storeroom door, stayed for a while, and then dispersed, disappearing without a trace.

Clearly, these people have had their heads swapped by ghosts.

Yang Jian gasped when he saw the scene on the screen, saying, "Brother Xiao Yuan, so many people being controlled by ghosts are going to be very difficult to deal with."

"Using the power of vengeful spirits to deal with these people will only accelerate the resurgence of vengeful spirits; it won't be able to deal with real ghosts at all."

"I can," Li Zhuiyuan said calmly. "I'm in a very good state right now. I can't sense the ghost infant's resurrection, and I can't even sense its existence. The power of the vengeful ghost seems to be at my disposal."

"You saw it just now, Liu Qiang fell off the moment I touched his head. He's not a real ghost, he can't resist the supernatural power around me, and those people pose no threat to me. In other words, if someone doesn't react after touching me, then that's a real ghost."

"We already know the patterns of ghosts, so once we find one, we can try to fight it."

"Now we need to find Boss Tang and the others. Sister Li is also a ghost. We'll hide in the storage room with them. If we're late, all those people will die."

"Okay, let's go quickly." Yang Jian said anxiously when he heard that the million might be lost.

Jiang Yan grabbed his arm and said, "I'm going too!"

"We're going to the fifth floor. You saw the surveillance footage earlier; the fifth floor is full of ghosts. I won't protect you if you come with me," Yang Jian said.

"But, but Liu Qiang is right here, and he doesn't have a head yet. I'm scared." Jiang Yan was almost crying. She was just an ordinary woman with a beautiful figure, and she found it hard to accept being with a headless corpse.

Li Zhuiyuan said somewhat impatiently, "Let's go. Remember, that ghost can only take a person's head off from behind. As long as you face the ghost directly, it won't attack you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhuiyuan's body began to change again. His dark pupils looked ahead as he walked out of the monitoring room.

Meanwhile, the once deserted shopping mall became lively, with figures emerging from every corner.

These people have different appearances, yet they also have some similarities.

Their faces were all deathly pale, devoid of any color. Their eyes were closed, and they walked slowly, like stiff corpses.

When Li Zhuiyuan and his two companions arrived in the corridor, the setting sun was shining through the glass windows, providing some light to the vast shopping mall.

People were standing in many places, and they were like puppets, completely still.

The three of them came to the corner, where a middle-aged man with a pale face and a strong stench emanating from his body stood with his eyes closed and a peaceful expression on his face.

With a gentle touch of Li Zhuiyuan's dark blue palm, the middle-aged man's head fell off his neck like a collapsing, rotting block.

"There are some behind us too!" Jiang Yan exclaimed in a low voice, her voice filled with fear.

Li Zhuiyuan looked back and saw a shop behind them. Behind the transparent glass door stood a brightly dressed, youthful girl.

The girl's skin was dark, with a rotten black color. Clumps of hair had fallen out, and bodily fluids were dripping from her seven orifices. She had been dead for several days.

She stretched out her stiff hand, through the glass door, as if to grab their heads.

"Ignore what's inside." Li Zhuiyuan continued walking forward.

The sound of their footsteps echoed through the mall.

Along the way, everyone they encountered was easily dealt with by Li Zhuiyuan. As long as his dark blue palm touched them, they would fall to the ground, decapitated, and become corpses.

Near the storeroom, a strange person was banging loudly on the door.

The head of a man around thirty years old, his face deathly pale, was replaced by the body of a woman wearing a long dress and high heels, which looked so out of place.

Clearly, this person was also being controlled by a ghost; their body and head were not original.

The arm was fractured and bent from the force of the blows, and pieces of flesh and skin fell off with each strike. The sound of bones hitting the door was chilling.

Inside the storage room, Boss Tang and his group were terrified, their faces pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"I'm doomed, I'm going to die here today."

"Master Luo, please make a move quickly!"

"Mr. Tang, Master Luo peed..."

"Yan Li, please, I beg you, please think of something. I'll give you five million, I'll give it to you as soon as I get out!"

Yan Li struggled to support himself against the door with both hands; he had lost too much blood today and could no longer hold on.

They hadn't even seen the real ghosts yet; the people controlled by them alone could easily wipe out everyone in the storage room.

Outside the storeroom, Li Zhuiyuan casually waved his hand and pushed away the person who was knocking on the door. The person's disproportionate head immediately rolled to the side.

His gaze was involuntarily drawn to the blood splattered on the door.

Scarlet, with an extremely strong bloody smell, it is definitely not normal human blood.

"This should be Yan Li's blood. The ghosts he controls are related to blood," Li Zhuiyuan analyzed in his mind.

"It's strange, seeing this blood caused my body to react in a strange way..."

"I want to eat this blood."

His body kept sending out signals of a desire to eat, and Li Zhuiyuan understood that it was the ghost infant's instinct to consume the blood.

After he completely merged with the ghost baby, the ghost baby's instincts influenced him.

Li Zhuiyuan had been suppressing his inhuman ego since childhood, so it was too easy for him to fight against his body's needs and suppress the ghost infant's instincts now.

This desire to express his own body had no effect on him.

"What changes will happen to me after I consume this blood...?" Li Zhuiyuan pondered what would happen if he followed the ghost infant's instincts.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, the elevator is getting louder and louder." Yang Jian saw Li Zhuiyuan standing in front of the door without moving and quickly reminded him.

He saw ghosts constantly walking up to the elevator, and more and more strange noises were coming from inside the mall. The number of people in this mall being controlled by ghosts was beyond imagination.

Li Zhuiyuan glanced around, temporarily abandoned the idea, and tried to push the door open, only to find that there was a supernatural force preventing him from doing so.

The supernatural obstruction wasn't strong; his hands suddenly sank, and he exerted force.

"Bang!" The door opened in response.

Inside, everyone was startled when the door suddenly opened.

When they saw Li Zhuiyuan's appearance, they were stunned with fear, thinking that a ghost had opened the door and was about to come in and kill them.

In the farthest corner, Sister Li, who had long since become a ghost, slowly stood up. Her face was deathly pale, and her hands were outstretched forward.

"Just in time." Yang Jian glanced inside and said loudly, "Turn around and look."

Startled, the crowd instinctively turned around to look.