A brown, leather-like object lay quietly on the ground.
The surrounding area was covered with dense grass, and the wriggling weeds kept trying to get closer, but seemed to be restricted by something, unable to grow in the nearby land.
"Can it suppress the Ghost Grass? Should I pick it up?" As He Ming thought this, he had already grabbed the thing in his hand as if possessed, his heart pounding wildly, his mind racing with all sorts of wild ideas.
The soft leather exuded a chilling and ominous aura, with faint traces of human skin and pores visible, resembling a piece of unbleached paper made from human skin. Before one could even process it, words appeared on the paper, as if an invisible person were writing rapidly, stroke by stroke.
"My name is He Ming. By the time you see this message, I will already be dead. Don't panic. I am you from the future, sending information from the future back to the past through some special means."
"A terrifying Supernatural event broke out in Xihe City. By a twist of fate, I learned about another side of this world and the existence of ghosts and Ghost Tamers."
"I was protected by a Ghost Tamer and survived by sheer luck. Through him, I learned that the country has found a solution and will soon rescue the affected people."
"But unfortunately, an accident occurred. Just as the source of this Supernatural event was about to be contained, the Source Ghost suddenly rebelled and caused a secondary disaster. I was unfortunately killed by the ghost..."
Upon seeing this, He Ming trembled, a mixture of surprise and fear washing over him. Who hadn't fantasized about obtaining a cheat system and dominating the world? But the contents of this document were truly chilling!
Although Hu Jiu had warned him about the negative effects of the Supernatural, at this moment, He Ming was mostly filled with the excitement of finding a treasure.
The next second, the words on the paper seemed to have been deleted, disappearing line by line until nothing was left.
He Ming hurriedly flipped through the pages, but the smooth, cold Human Skin Paper remained blank. "What happened? You notified me of my impending death beforehand; you must have found a way to save me!"
The human skin seemed to understand his words, and the writing gradually began to reappear.
"A serious Supernatural event has occurred in Xihe City. Many people have died. Hu Jiu is right. Only ghosts can fight ghosts, and I am just an ordinary person. My chances of survival in Supernatural event are slim."
"I knew in advance that the Fierce Ghost that caused this incident would rebel and retaliate when it was contained, so in order to survive, I decided to become Ghost Tamer."
Upon reading this sentence, He Ming's pupils contracted.
To become Ghost Tamer?
He had vaguely had this idea before, but he couldn't make up his mind. Now it seems that this was his destiny. Even if controlling Fierce Ghost leads to a short life, it's still much better than dying on the spot.
Besides, having obtained this Human Skin Paper, he might be able to control ghosts at a low cost or even without any cost?
His secret expectation coincided with the words on the Human Skin Paper, He Ming asked again, "Tell me quickly, how can I successfully control the Fierce Ghost!"
The original writing on the Human Skin Paper was blurred, and new writing appeared. "To save myself, I have decided to become Ghost Tamer. Coincidentally, there is a roaming vengeful Fierce Ghost on Apricot Tree Street in Xihe City, which even the Ghost Grass cannot affect. As long as I can control this ghost, I will definitely be able to survive this disaster!"
"This is a rare opportunity. If we can't find that ghost within ten minutes, and it leaves, I don't know when we'll encounter another suitable Fierce Ghost to control!"
Emphasizing the timeliness and uniqueness of the opportunity is a typical tactic of pyramid schemes. He Ming had already fallen into the trap. After thinking for a moment and looking at the ever-spreading green grass around him and the Ghost Slaves approaching from a distance, he felt that he had no choice but to take a gamble!
Fortunately, Apricot Tree Street wasn't far from his current location. As a local, He Ming only took five minutes to reach his destination, and then spent two minutes searching the street. He immediately noticed something unusual!
Under the streetlights, a shimmering, mosaic-like humanoid phantom stood silently. Ghost Grass surged, yet passed right through it, as if it did not exist in reality.
"That's a ghost?" He Ming's face showed a bit of shock. He hadn't completely lost his mind and rashly approached the Fierce Ghost. When the time came, he became cautious and looked down at the Human Skin Paper again.
How can I control that ghost? Are there any risks?
The Human Skin Paper quickly provided a new clue. "My name is He Ming. In order to survive the Supernatural events, I came to Apricot Tree Street and found the Fierce Ghost named 'Mirage'."
"I'm a little scared. I'm afraid I'll die while controlling the Fierce Ghost, but if I don't control Fierce Ghost, I'll still die soon."
He Ming frowned. "What nonsense! I need a method to successfully control Fierce Ghost!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Human Skin Paper began writing new words. "I don't know how to control a ghost, so I can only try to contact that Fierce Ghost spirit based on what Hu Jiu said."
Then what?
It's gone again!
Time waits for no one. While He Ming was still hesitating, the shadowy figure under the streetlight suddenly moved. At first, it was not fast, but it accelerated visibly.
He Ming panicked immediately. If he missed this ghost, he wouldn't have another chance!
With a determined heart and a gritted tooth, I took the gamble!
I'm betting he'll successfully become Ghost Tamer!
He rushed forward and reached out to touch the illusory figure, but he didn't touch anything. Instead, he suddenly felt an extreme chill.
Like the two poles of a magnet meeting, the phantom rapidly moved closer to He Ming, their positions overlapping. A Supernatural force squeezed and invaded his body, and an unprecedented pain swept through his entire body.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
The excruciating pain lasted for quite a while, He Ming endured it without crying out, only letting out a few muffled groans.
The feeling of coldness gradually replaced the pain, like standing naked outdoors in winter, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over.
He Ming's legs trembled, and he gasped for breath. "I did it? I knew it! I was going to succeed! Haha..."
The protagonists in novels are all like that; no matter how low the probability is, they always manage to become lucky winners!
He walked to the glass door of a nearby shop, looked at his current state—a deathly pale face, devoid of any sign of life. As his joy faded, he began to wonder what kind of magical ability he possessed.
He looked down at the Human Skin Paper, but this time it didn't react at all. Instead, the grass next to him seemed to have been stimulated and suddenly grew wildly, wrapping around He Ming's ankle.
He Ming struggled desperately, knowing all too well how dangerous these grasses were. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; the more he struggled, the more grass grew on his legs, even tearing through his clothes and coming into direct contact with his skin!
"What is my ability!" He Ming protested in a panic, subconsciously activating the Supernatural within his body, and instantly felt himself freed from his restraints.
The Ghost Grass that clung to his legs passed through his body like Phantom, unable to touch him at all!
"Amazing!" He Ming was overjoyed. He could clearly feel that he could activate this illusory state at any time, making him immune to most attacks.
"Although it has little offensive capability, its ability to survive is absolutely top-notch. No wonder the Human Skin Paper reminded me that I must control this ghost to survive!"
After gloating for a while, He Ming remembered that he had something more important to do: he had to go back and save people!