It's time to become an evil god.

The surrounding monsters all took a step back, their eyes fixed on the "doctor." "What do we do now?"

"Don't worry, he's alone. I don't believe he'll come at us all together..."

Emerging from the depths of the thick fog, wet, wriggling tentacles instantly wrapped around the little girl who hadn't had time to escape, strangling her by the neck and spinning her 180 degrees.

With a snap, a little girl with a dog's face looked at Bai Ge, timidly pleading in a low voice, "Big brother..."

The dark figure in the thick fog remained silent for a moment before bursting into a tirade, "Fuck your mother!"

Wet tentacles were shoved into the dog-faced girl's mouth, piercing her from head to toe. Unable to speak, she convulsed a few times before becoming still. The dog-faced girl was twisted into a pretzel, her bones cracking and splintering.

The doctor, who had just been threatening to attack together, suddenly chickened out and silently took a step back. The entire dilapidated town was continuously eroded by the gray fog, and the terrifying power of the incomplete ancient god's umbilical cord, which could not exert its influence in the real world, was being unleashed to its fullest extent in the dream and consciousness realm.

The next instant, the ground of the ancient town began to tremble continuously, and cracks appeared. The cracks were widening, and boiling, scalding magma was constantly gushing out from them.

The ground shattered into isolated islands floating on the lava, and the remaining four monsters stood on the swaying floating slabs, their expressions shocked.

The next instant, an iron cage emerged from the lava and imprisoned the remaining four guys inside. A pair of giant hands made entirely of lava emerged from the scorching lava, and the iron cage that imprisoned them hung on the five fingers made of lava.

The ground was covered in scalding, bubbling lava. Following the lava hand, the floating tectonic plates were smashed open, and a giant humanoid monster made entirely of lava emerged from it, its body studded with countless struggling skulls.

The iron cage swayed and rattled, and a scorching heat emanated from it, almost melting one's consciousness completely.

Transforming consciousness is much easier; a single thought can create a scene of apocalyptic despair.

Beneath their feet was churning, scorching lava, and the chains hanging from the fingers of the giant lava giant were slowly sinking, threatening to engulf them at any moment.

The group of vengeful ghosts finally panicked.

"Wait, wait a minute."

The doctor, disregarding everything, grabbed the scorching hot iron cage and screamed, "Is it too late for me to turn over a new leaf?"

A low, desperate reply came from within the gray mist, "Look at me, do you think I look like a good person?"

From a swirling mass of indescribable waving, countless wriggling tentacles emerged, along with a giant formed from magma behind them. The doctor twitched the corner of his mouth.

"...Doesn't seem like it..."

The vengeful ghosts were filled with despair. The doctor roared, "What will it take for you to let us go?"

"You love me, I love you, Mixue Ice Cream is so sweet. Sing it for me a hundred times."

As if grasping at a last straw, the vengeful ghosts hurriedly asked, "Will you let us go after you finish singing?"

"can."

The five trembling ghosts all breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had been given a second chance at life.

The shadowy figure in the gray fog added, "After you finish singing, I'll personally send you on your way."

"..."

If it weren't for the fact that the underground was full of scalding lava pools with nowhere to land, the doctor would have really wanted to rush up and take him down with him.

In their moment of utter despair, a single sentence rekindled their hope.

"But if you want to live, I can play a game with you."

"I'll play! I'll play!"

The doctor nodded excitedly and said, "Go on!"

"Please listen to the question."

"Both the man and woman have been cremated to ashes. How can a ghost marriage be arranged?"

The doctor was stunned after hearing the question. Could a carbon-based organism have come up with such a question? He instantly realized that this was clearly a death trap!

The doctor gripped the cage, cursing, "Are you fucking messing with me?"

"Hmph, you can't even understand such a simple question?"

A cold laugh came from the gray mist, "Idiot, of course we should mix the two jars of ashes together."

Chapter Forty-Six: The Deaths of the Four Heavenly Kings

"wrong!"

The doctor, quick-witted as ever, asked, "What if those two people, with their ashes together, want to get a divorce?"

A deathly silence fell over the scene, broken only by the crackling sound of molten lava. After a long while, a death sentence came from the gray mist: "You know too much."

The massive, ever-melting lava demon twitched its middle finger, and the iron cage attached to it instantly slipped off and plunged into the viscous, churning lava. The doctor, clutching the cage, tried desperately to climb up, but was gradually and hopelessly submerged until his consciousness vanished, leaving only a middle finger floating in the lava.

The remaining three vengeful ghosts were so frightened that they immediately shut their mouths, and after seeing the leader's fate, they dared not say another word.

"you!"

The wriggling tentacles pointed at another unfortunate soul and asked, "Why are people with mosaic-like faces more likely to commit crimes?"

why?

How the hell am I supposed to know why?

The vengeful ghost, gripping the cage with both hands, remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Have you ever considered setting up a stand-up comedy stall near the Bridge of Helplessness?"

Pfft!

Another cage fell into the lava pool and quickly disappeared into the boiling heat. The vengeful ghost, scalded to the point of near death, cursed Bai Ge through gritted teeth.

"I'll haunt you even if I have to be your slave in my next life!"

"never mind."

After two people failed on a question that seemed like a death trap, Bai Ge couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at the remaining two and said, "Alright, it seems the previous questions were too difficult. I'll give you two an easy question."

The two remaining creatures imprisoned in the cage were stunned. They hadn't expected the other party to show mercy at the last minute. They immediately burst into tears and said that as long as they were spared, they would definitely behave well as ghosts in the future.

"The problem is simple: a GIF image that moves on the computer doesn't move when printed on paper. How can I fix this?"

The two ghosts, who had been hoping to escape and go back to get help, felt a chill in their hearts.

Is this a question even a ghost could come up with?

"You can't even do this?"

Bai Ge's tone revealed disappointment, "Why not just get a printer that can print animated GIFs?"

"……grass……"

Even with their divine senses, they could feel the rising blood pressure and finally understood what was even more terrifying than a vengeful ghost.

That's a vengeful ghost with a mental disorder!

At the last moment, the two ghosts in the cages asked almost in unison, "Have you considered going to Gotham City in the future to confront Batman?"

After the two vengeful ghosts fell into the lava, their subconscious world began to crumble, eventually disintegrating and disappearing like shattered glass.

In the darkness, Bai Ge vaguely heard what sounded like a call and hurried footsteps. Bai Ge slowly opened his eyes and saw the ceiling above him moving backward at a steady pace. Every few seconds, a light bulb would enter his field of vision, emitting a dim yellow light, and then disappear on the other side of his vision.

The doctor in the white coat walked along, seemingly making notes in a notebook, muttering to himself, "...At 8:30 PM, the first survivor of the Yaotai Town incident, after being in a coma for two months, suddenly lost vital signs and is now being sent to the morgue for an autopsy..."

Suddenly, the doctor felt something grab his sleeve. He looked down and was shocked to see that the patient, who had been declared dead, had opened his eyes at some point and was staring at him with unseeing eyes.

"Doctor, please don't be so impulsive."

The "corpse" forced a pale smile and said, "I think I can still be saved."

The doctor's fear intensified, and he finally couldn't help but shout, "Someone come here..."

Before he could finish speaking, the patient jumped up and suddenly grabbed the doctor by the neck. The thin doctor's face turned ashen, and he was on the verge of suffocating.

The "corpse" said coldly, "Before I strangle you, I hope you can tell me the truth about where this corpse came from."

……

When Bai Ge opened his eyes again, he was already standing in a deep, dark alley, at the end of which was a bustling world of cars and people.

"I'm back?"

Bai Ge took out his phone's front-facing camera to check his appearance, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had escaped the system's mission. During the brief, tense standoff with the doctor, Bai Ge had obtained two pieces of information.

First, there are survivors of the Yaotai Town incident, who are under close surveillance by government departments.

Secondly, those survivors are now housed in mental hospitals, where they are being subjected to some kind of unseen observation and experimentation.

Bai Ge didn't alert the enemy by asking for her parents' names. Moreover, right after the doctor confessed everything, the body he was controlling was riddled with bullets by the security personnel who arrived later.

However, before he lost consciousness, he heard the doctor repeatedly calling out four words.

Possessed by an evil spirit.

Bai Ge let out a soft breath, "It seems this matter needs to be considered more carefully."

Bai Ge took a taxi back to No. 45 Lin'an Street. He noticed a detail: although he felt that it hadn't been long from beginning to end, his phone showed that five days had passed. In other words, subconsciously, the flow of time was inconsistent with reality.

Upon arriving at Lin'an Street, Bai Ge discovered that the once deserted street was now filled with some suspicious-looking individuals. These men emerged from the depths of the street, and when they saw Bai Ge, they all wore knowing smiles, leaving Bai Ge somewhat bewildered.

When Bai Ge arrived at the door of number 45, he saw the little girl with animal ears standing at the door, mysteriously taking a red envelope from a bowing man, then clapping her hands to signal him to wait a moment, and then closing the iron gate.

Bai Ge's brow twitched; something felt off. He quickly stepped forward to push open the door, but was stopped by the man standing at the entrance. The man frowned and demanded, "Wait, buddy, do you know what 'first come, first served' means? Did you make a reservation on the official WeChat account? You're not allowed in without a reservation!"

Bai Ge looked bewildered. "Reservation? What reservation?"

"I'm making an appointment to beg for a ghost to beat someone up."

The man curled his lips into a mocking smile. "What? You know nothing? Get out of here and stop meddling. Let me tell you, the paper spirit inside is incredibly powerful, commanding millions of ghost soldiers. Whoever you have a grudge against, just place an order with 'Ghost Beating People,' and they'll immediately send ghosts to subdue your enemy. Moreover, the paper spirit has three very principled rules: you can't mess with Taoists, you can't beat monks, and you won't do anything illegal or criminal. Don't think it's superstition; I didn't believe it before either, but after seeing my friend's friend book 'Ghost Beating People' and scare his enemy so much he lost control of his bladder and bowels, I'm now a loyal fan."

Bai Ge's lips twitched. Good heavens, I've only been gone for five days and you guys have already created a Ghost Beating Man appointment WeChat account. If I've been gone for three months, the Ghost Beating Man app might even be raising funds and going public!

The man remarked with a hint of感慨, "And look, this Paper Immortal is quite fashionable. Other immortals use paper figures to guide boys and girls, but he's gone a step further, doing a cosplay of a girl with animal ears. He even knows how to tap into the youth market. Hey bro, what are you doing? Don't mess around, the Paper Immortal only serves one customer at a time."

Bai Ge, who was about to push the door open and enter, turned around and said coldly, "Sorry, I made an appointment with Didi to fight ghosts."

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Human Skin Inn

Inside the warehouse were three secondhand computers bought from Xianyu (a Chinese online marketplace), and several female ghosts with loli voices sat at the computer desks, acting as customer service representatives responding to customer requests. Meanwhile, paper effigies were gathering all the captured vengeful spirits together for on-the-job training.

The paper effigy holds a piece of chalk and carefully writes down the employees' needs.

First, as spirits, they need to know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. If the target of an order to assault someone is a monk, Taoist priest, or player, they should run away as fast as possible. Customer service will handle the after-sales service; any customer who dares to leave a bad review will have their house haunted every night. Their goal is to achieve zero bad reviews.

Secondly, after beating someone up, remember to send a dream to the customer and give them a five-star review. By the way, promote the "Ghost Beats People" service. If you recruit more people, the customer will enjoy a 20% discount on their order, and the person who placed the order will enjoy a bone fracture discount.