A Turtle in a Jar, but the Turtle Called for Backup

The Capital.

Headquarters.

Fu Youhua stood by the window, gazing at the sky, and sighed deeply.

The sky, which should have been a deep blue, now seemed to be shrouded in a light pink veil, like a hazy and mysterious filter.

In areas with severe smog, people have not yet noticed anything unusual, but in remote, sparsely populated areas, some have already noticed that the sky has changed color.

Worse still, this strange phenomenon is not localized, but rather a global anomaly.

However, Headquarters was helpless in dealing with this; the scope of the anomalies was too broad, and those capable of resolving such phenomena had recently left Headquarters.

As the situation worsened and became increasingly serious, Headquarters urgently recalled a large number of Ghost Tamer to defend the Capital.

With the security of the Capital greatly improved, other countries have made similar choices. In the face of a horrific Disaster, the priority is naturally to protect the central leadership, and everything else must be abandoned.

The person who called himself Executor No. 6 left in a hurry not long ago. Fu Youhua waited at Headquarters for a long time, but Agent No. 6 did not return.

According to Fu Youhua's speculation, the organization behind No. 6 must be unfathomable, perhaps a secret organization established in ancient times that only reveals itself when Disasters strike.

Assuming this mysterious organization is good is an overly optimistic idea, but there's no other way; being at their mercy, Fu Youhua can only think positively.

Besides the number 6, there was another matter that Fu Youhua was very concerned about.

In the past few hours, a pink petal has been drifting down and flashing through the air from time to time, like Phantom. Although no one has been injured yet, Fu Youhua knows that this is definitely not a good thing.

As he was deep in thought, the office door was suddenly kicked open with a bang, instantly igniting a nameless anger in Fu Youhua's heart.

Who the hell has the nerve to kick down his door!

But when he saw who was coming from outside the door, his anger instantly turned into astonishment.

The person standing at the door was none other than Number 6, who had been missing for several hours without a trace.

The person in front of me, number 6, was like a completely different person compared to before. His eyes were empty and lifeless, his robe was torn, and he was surrounded by a strange fragrance, with faint traces of mental pollution.

Fu Youhua's heart trembled. Number 6 was extremely powerful. Back then, he forcefully stormed into Headquarters, instantly killing all Headquarters Ghost Tamers and violently seizing control. Now, however, he had become such a pathetic figure. Even the mighty Number 6 had been defeated. Just how terrifying was the enemy who defeated him!

Just as a sense of pessimism arose in Fu Youhua's heart, Number 6 staggered and fell to the ground, his lips moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Fu Youhua looked at him, the malice in his mind vanished in an instant, and after thinking for a moment, he still called the medical staff to treat him.

Twenty minutes later, Fu Youhua and a woman who looked like a doctor sat on either side of No. 6 Proxy.

Fu Youhua's eyes were burning with anticipation, hoping to glean some clues or intelligence from Number 6.

Number 6 rubbed his temples vigorously, his complexion gradually regained its rosy hue, his eyes were no longer numb and empty, and the fragrance and pollution on his body were swept away.

"We almost capsized in the gutter," he muttered under his breath, sounding slightly annoyed.

If he hadn't been resourceful and had sharp eyes, allowing him to detect the Beauty Goddess's lurking presence in time, he would probably have already lost his life silently without even realizing it.

However, he acted impulsively. After noticing the Beauty Goddess, he shouldn't have lingered to look at her; he should have just left. She was even more exaggerated than the Cthulhu Mythos —one glance at her could cause an explosion.

After recovering his physical condition, Number 6 briefly explained the information about the Beauty Goddess to Fu Youhua. He pretended to be relaxed and revealed a lot of important information.

But Fu Youhua was incredibly astute; he deduced the general course of events from just a few words spoken by Number 6, and a wave of despair washed over him.

With Number 6's strength, he was reduced to this pathetic state simply because he glanced at the Beauty Goddess. What would it be like if the Beauty Goddess were to unleash her full power?

The Headquarters has a large number of low- to mid-level Ghost Tamer, but these mass-produced soldiers seem to be nothing more than cannon fodder in the face of an absolute powerhouse.

Number 6 continued, "Witnessing the true form of the Beauty Goddess can be bewitching and distort one's perception, but I have already broken free from this state and even extracted key information from the other party's Supernatural."

"What is now certain is that the Beauty Goddess was once human, but has now completely turned into a demon, essentially a super-powerful Fierce Ghost with intelligence. It's unknown whether she retains any human remnants. The Beauty Goddess has absorbed and controlled almost all similar Fierce Ghost related to 'allure' and 'beauty,' and has brought these attributes to their extreme."

Fu Youhua wrote down everything that No. 6 said. The more he listened, the more powerless he felt. With the Headquarters' resources, it seemed that they could only go with the flow when faced with such an extraordinary existence.

After a short rest, No. 6 Proxy resumed his work. He had witnessed the true form of the Beauty Goddess, and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be hunted down by Beauty Goddess. Headquarters couldn't offer much help; it was merely a temporary resting place.

Ruihe City is where the Beauty Goddess first appeared. On the 6th, he plans to secretly go there to investigate again, hoping to find out the Beauty Goddess's weakness.

This whole situation is a real headache. The Time Management Bureau was initially confident in taking the initiative to eliminate threats to the world, so why did the situation unexpectedly reverse, leaving them in such a passive position?

Fu Youhua wanted to send someone to accompany Number 6 on his mission. Number 6 initially intended to refuse, as he didn't need a hindrance. However, upon reconsidering, he realized that his current condition was indeed not good, so he accepted Fu Youhua's suggestion, treating it as finding himself a human shield.

However, he soon regretted it.

Looking at the middle-aged woman in front of him, dressed in mourning clothes and holding a mourning stick, Number 6 subconsciously asked, "Is this the cafeteria lady at your Headquarters?"

"You've got some nerve!" the middle-aged woman said sternly. "I am Feng Qinfang, a properly employed Ghost Tamer from Headquarters. Please call me Ms. Feng."

"Oh." The well-informed Number 6 quickly accepted this setting. In this magical world of Ghost Tamers, even people with only one brain can live. It's not surprising that a middle-aged woman becomes Ghost Tamer. As long as her strength is not lacking, she can even have an infant as a teammate.

Fu Youhua chimed in, "Ms. Feng is incredibly capable, and most importantly, she's very emotionally stable."

Number 6 nodded and said no more.

The two immediately set off for Ruihe City. On the 6th, they didn't need any transportation; they used Supernatural powers to teleport Ms. Feng.

But when they were halfway there, Number 6's expression suddenly changed. He looked up and saw peach blossoms flying everywhere, obscuring the sun.

"It's haunting me!" he muttered, his brow furrowed.

Ms. Feng remained quiet and low-key; in fact, she had no desire to participate in this mission. Before becoming Ghost Tamer, she was just an ordinary housewife. After becoming Ghost Tamer, even though she did the same things as other Ghost Tamers, she often faced more scrutiny and criticism due to factors such as age and gender.

To avoid being looked down upon, she cultivated a persona of being steady, reliable, and no less capable than others, placing herself on a pedestal.

As a result, when the Minister encountered trouble, he rarely went to those gloomy, irritable, and petty young men; he always habitually thought of her first.

Indeed, those who are capable of working will do more work and endure more hardship.

However, when Ms. Feng saw the falling peach blossoms, her conflicted and agonizing emotions miraculously calmed down, and her inner fear disappeared completely. Instead, she was able to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Number 6, however, remained grim, activating his Ghost Domain and dragging Ms. Feng along, forcibly breaking through the blockade of the peach blossoms.

When they arrived in Ruihe City, the peach blossoms had been completely shaken off, vanished without a trace, and not a single one had followed them.

Number 6 cautiously stopped at the street corner, looking around, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why did he come to Ruihe City?

This is where the Beauty Goddess first stirred up trouble; it's likely extremely dangerous. Why would I, who have just been injured, willingly walk into the enemy's lair?

"My thoughts have been disrupted?!" Number 6 was terrified upon realizing this and immediately turned to run away.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In his field of vision, the ground... was slowly writhing!

Countless jagged tree roots of varying thicknesses roamed freely underground.

Number 6 looked at the tree roots and dared not make any rash moves.

Those things were incredibly terrifying and oppressive to look at; and that was just the surface. Who knows how many more horrific things were lurking beneath this city?

At the same time, Number 6 also keenly noticed that these wriggling roots were not wood, but more like metal.

Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, his expression turned extremely grim, and he said to Ms. Feng, "Go, retreat quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drove off in Ghost Domain.

Ms. Feng lagged behind, but she also ran without hesitation.

However, Number 6 soon discovered to his horror that Ruihe City had been sealed off, as if a thick barrier had surrounded the city from all angles, and he was like a bird trapped in a cage.

Ms. Feng also noticed this phenomenon. She appeared calm on the outside, but was extremely nervous inside as she followed behind No. 6.

Number 6 quickly calmed down, floated into the air, and observed the entire city, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

The situation here had clearly improved; the peach blossoms had gone to the Sky Loft and stopped destroying the city.

But now the city is eerily Silence, as if it had been killed.

You can't even see a single living person on the street!

With these questions in mind, Number 6 arrived at the Special Operations Department in Ruihe City. This was one of the few places in Ruihe City that was still operating normally, and theoretically, there should be a person in charge stationed there.

On the 6th, they took Ms. Feng straight to the top floor and found the person in charge, who was barely alive, in the office. After asking around, they learned that the situation had indeed improved not long ago, but it didn't last long and the situation deteriorated again.

In addition to the man-eating peach blossoms, a large number of Supernatural events suddenly broke out in the city, each of which was rated A, resulting in the deaths and injuries of countless innocent people, leaving no trace of their remains.

To make matters worse, Ruihe City was cut off from the outside world.

The person in charge was seriously injured while handling the Supernatural event and is on the verge of recovery. The other survivors had all gone into hiding, making the city look like an empty ghost town.

Upon hearing this, Number 6 clenched his fists. This seemed like a trap to catch a turtle in a jar!

But he wasn't panicked; his feelings were more anger and embarrassment.

He could wait for a Rollback or ask his superiors for help; in short, he wasn't worried about his life. He just felt that this enemy was really troublesome, and he and the Investigation Bureau had lost all face.

Based on all the information and intelligence available, he has realized that the enemy is not just one Beauty Goddess, but also another treacherous and cunning fellow who has probably been involved for a long time and has been stirring up trouble in the shadows.

"Sigh~" Number 6 sighed. His thinking had been disrupted, and he was trapped in Ruihe City. The situation was not optimistic.

But he wasn't one to put on a brave face, much less to stubbornly bear things on his own. Rather than pushing himself, he'd rather give himself a break and ask for help when necessary, without worrying about saving face.

So Number 6 promptly sent out a distress signal.

Although the city was under lockdown and all normal information channels were cut off, the Time Management Bureau had plenty of resources and means.

Number 6 took out a rotten conch from his pocket. The shell had a dark greenish tinge similar to lividity, and the spiral pattern showed black grooves, from which a foul-smelling, viscous pus was oozing out.

He casually poked his finger into the shell and pressed it down, then pulled his finger out and whispered a few words into the conch.

Ms. Feng didn't understand what No. 6 was doing, so she just watched quietly, remaining a demure and beautiful woman.

However, she soon felt as if the nearby walls and furniture had been electrified for a moment, and the dense charge made the hairs on her body stand on end.

She looked around in horror, while Number 6 remained calm.

The next moment, a person appeared sitting upright on the sofa in the room, but whose face could not be seen— Executor No. 5, [Heaven’s Retribution].

The top five Executor all have their own names, not their original names. Their names as humans have been discarded, and they have changed their real names in some way. These real names also symbolize their power.

"[Heaven’s Retribution] Teacher, the situation is very complicated. I'm injured and can't solve the problem on my own. I need your help." Number 6 didn't waste any time with pleasantries or small talk, stating his purpose very directly.

Heaven’s Retribution nodded, offering neither blame nor criticism. The two then engaged in a serious discussion, communicating via encrypted means, from which Ms. Feng heard nothing.

A moment later, Heaven’s Retribution impatiently waved his hand, allowing Number 6 to move around freely.

When No. 6 and Ms. Feng left the room, it was already dark.

A moon hung in the sky, its bright, cold light seeming somewhat incongruous. Number 6 thought for a moment... and then for a moment, before forgetting what he had been thinking. And then... the very act of "forgetting something" was forgotten.

At this moment, Number 6 was visibly relaxed. He shook off Ms. Feng, took a detour around Ruihe City, and dealt with a few ghosts along the way.

None of the Fierce Ghost roaming this city have reached S-class; they can be easily contained by Number 6.