"Are you surprised? Wondering how I could possess such tremendous power?"
The young chairman walked step by step toward Zhang Chen, who was bound against the wall by an invisible force, and continued in an elegant tone:
"Moon Creek Town, which you managed, was designated by the state as a military research zone and a testing ground for biochemical weapons. Wherever there are experiments, there are inevitably sacrifices of living beings. Since these weapons were meant for military use, useless little white mice would never do. Humans were naturally the best test subjects."
"Ah! I'll kill you!" Veins bulged across Zhang Chen's body as he struggled against the wall, but his own strength was utterly incapable of breaking free.
"Quiet, dear Comrade Secretary." With a wave of his hand, the man sealed Zhang Chen's mouth shut.
"You're wondering where my power comes from, aren't you? You ghosts slaughter innocent people at will, so naturally, righteous agents must emerge to stop you. I am a prison envoy, and I specialize in dealing with ghosts like you. In biochemical experiments, many people die unwillingly and become ghosts. I am responsible for eliminating them."
"By rights, I should have killed you directly. But you are different from other ghosts. A low-level ghost actually possessing some degree of consciousness—this is the first time I've seen such a high-grade rare specimen. Taking you back and handing you over to the Imperial Capital Research Institute would surely earn me a substantial reward. Before that, however, I will conduct a proper private study on you."
The man, who served as the chairman of the technology company, floated off the ground and stopped before Zhang Chen.
Seeing the black mass gathered on Zhang Chen's chest, he could not resist reaching out to touch it. The moment his fingers