Da Han City.
Dongfang Residential Area.
“Sizzzz~~~ Sizzzz~~~”
The Light in the residential area's nighttime illumination flickered a few times, but this scene did not attract the attention of others, as it was already deep into the night, and even the old man in the security booth had dozed off.
“It’s happening again…”
In room 404 of Building A in the residential area, a young man in his early twenties lay on the bed. His complexion was extremely grim, his eyes filled with panic, Uneasy, and a hint of confusion.
“How could this be? I only became a Ghost Controller for a week. According to that person’s estimation, as long as I don’t recklessly use the ghost’s power inside me, I should still have about three months left to live!”
“But it’s only been a week, why is the Fierce Ghost inside me frequently losing Control, showing signs that it is about to completely undergo Ghost Revival…”
The young man’s name was Zhao Fan, twenty-three years old, originally from Dahai City.
But for some unknown reason, six months ago his parents suddenly insisted strongly that he leave Dahai City and bought him an apartment here in Da Han City.
Zhao Fan, who had always obeyed his parents since childhood, followed their arrangements and came to live in Da Han City, despite being extremely puzzled.
The original Zhao Fan should have lived like most Ordinary Persons, getting married and having children, but what happened a week ago completely changed his life.
“In this world… there really are ghosts!” Thinking of the previous experience, the fear in Zhao Fan’s Eyes deepened.
A week ago, Zhao Fan was working overtime at the company as usual. Around 9 PM, feeling extremely sleepy, Zhao Fan decided to make a cup of coffee to refresh himself.
However, as soon as he stood up, he noticed that the surrounding environment was somewhat off.
Perhaps he was too focused on work, or maybe he was too tired, he hadn't noticed that the originally bright Light in the company had suddenly dimmed and turned yellowish.
The environment was also very quiet; even the strange noise made when Zhao Fan stood up and moved the Chair backward did not attract anyone’s attention.
The colleagues who were working overtime with Zhao Fan were all slumped over their office Tables, looking as if they had all fallen asleep, or perhaps…
Vaguely, Zhao Fan also smelled a strange odor, like the smell emitted by a Corpse after it has begun to rot, making one nauseous.
Sensing that something was seriously wrong, Zhao Fan immediately patted the shoulder of a colleague nearby, intending to wake him up, but before his hand could reach the colleague’s shoulder, it was grabbed by another hand.
It was a black palm, seemingly real yet illusory, as if condensed from Black Fog.
At the same time.
At some unknown point, a Figure appeared out of thin air in front of Zhao Fan; the hand grabbing Zhao Fan’s was this Figure’s.
The Figure was very blurry, its appearance unclear, surrounded by Black Fog, the entire person looking as if condensed from Mist.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Fan’s Eyes widened; he knew he had probably encountered a ghost.
Zhao Fan opened his mouth to shout loudly, but could not utter a sound; he felt like there was a foreign object suddenly lodged in his throat, blocking his voice.
Immediately following this, an even more Eerie scene occurred.
With a "Bang," the Figure in front of Zhao Fan suddenly exploded, turning into a mass of Black Fog that enveloped Zhao Fan’s body.
The Fog churned, the company’s illumination Light flickered incessantly, and Zhao Fan, enveloped by the Black Fog, tried to struggle but felt his body was no longer under his Control.
Subsequently, the Black Fog surged into Zhao Fan’s body like a tide, and Zhao Fan could only watch this happen helplessly.
Zhao Fan wanted to struggle but could not; at that moment, his entire body was ice-cold and stiff, unable to even blink an eyelid.
When all the Fog had poured into Zhao Fan’s body, he finally could not bear the fright, rolled his Eyes upward, and passed out.
When he woke up again, he was already in the Hospital; apparently, the company’s leadership discovered Zhao Fan lying on the floor when they went to the company the next day.
And… the Corpse of the other employees who were working overtime, slumped over their Tables!
Zhao Fan originally thought this incident would cause a huge stir, as so many people had died at once, but for some reason, not a single rumor spread, and there were no media reports either.
Later, Zhao Fan found out why: the appearance of one person solved his confusion.
It was a Male walking with a limp; according to the man’s self-introduction, his name was Sun Rui, and he was some kind of person in charge of Da Han City?!
Sun Rui told Zhao Fan many things, including the circle of Ghost Controllers, because Zhao Fan had inadvertently become a Ghost Controller at that point.
Sun Rui was there both to investigate the cause of the Supernatural Event that occurred at the company where Zhao Fan worked and to invite Zhao Fan to join the Ghost Controller Headquarters.
According to Sun Rui, Ghost Controllers were all short-lived ghosts; although they could gain Supernatural Power by Controlling a Fierce Ghost, the Price for using this power was also very high.
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“According to Sun Rui, under normal circumstances, I should have about three months of life left, after which the Ghost Revival could happen at any moment.”
“And that so-called Ghost Controller Headquarters has a method to delay the Ghost Revival, or even completely resolve the Ghost Revival…”
“But I didn’t completely believe him, so I didn’t agree immediately. Now it seems his words were indeed unreliable; it’s only been a week, and the Fierce Ghost is already on the verge of Revival!”
Zhao Fan could feel that the Fierce Ghost inside him was about to lose Control; his body right now was the same as that night—equally stiff and out of Control, equally unnaturally cold.
“Is this Supernatural Power? Ordinary Persons cannot resist it at all, unable to even perform the most basic struggle!”
At this moment, Zhao Fan could do nothing; his body had lost Control, and he could only watch this scene unfold, his Eyes revealing powerlessness and despair.
“It feels like there’s a surge inside my body, making me feel bloated, and that Black Fog seems like it’s trying to drill out of my body…”
As if to confirm Zhao Fan’s thoughts, clumps of Black Fog began to surge out of his body; the Fierce Ghost inside him was reviving, trying to break free from Zhao Fan’s body.
If all the Fog poured out of Zhao Fan’s body, the Fierce Ghost would completely revive, and Zhao Fan would be killed by the revived Fierce Ghost.
“Drip… drip…”
Affected by the Supernatural Power, Zhao Fan’s body began to change; his body was visibly wasting away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Drops of foul-smelling Corpse Water dripped from Zhao Fan’s body onto the room’s floor.
The Black Fog surging out of Zhao Fan’s body gradually condensed together, and a Humanoid Silhouette completely formed from the Mist gradually took shape.
“No, although the ghost from a week ago was also condensed from Mist, and I couldn’t see its face clearly, it is distinctly different from the Figure today; the difference in stature is too great!”
Zhao Fan on the bed looked at the Figure condensed from the Black Fog and noticed something was wrong.
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