To accomplish an extraordinary undertaking, extraordinary means were required.
Bai Zhi quite agreed with something Dragon Fruit had said.
When the Ghost Emperor appeared in the Present World, all ghosts submitted.
The goal Bai Zhi had set for himself was to completely take control of this city over the next two days, while also fighting his way up to the top floor along the way.
He did not yet have any particularly clear plan for the former, but for the latter, he intended to bring out the spirit of the Foolish Old Man Moving Mountains.
As the saying went, practice made perfect. After more than ten previous challenge attempts... he could now make it through half of it.
Besides, it was just fighting. Who didn't know how to fight?
...Though so far, he had still been the one getting beaten up.
As he slowly drove the Bus around the streets, Bai Zhi began calculating his next plan in his mind.
Based on his own estimates, there were currently two ways he could improve his strength.
The first was to fight his way floor by floor through the corridors of the Office Building during the day, where he could receive buffs from the inexplicable black mist.
As for the second... he was currently preparing to test it.
Ghosts were not peaceful with one another. The law of the jungle was extremely harsh between them. When the downpour ghost had killed the Driver and stolen the vehicle earlier, the Starved Ghost it had devoured, as well as the Driver, were proof enough.
According to his speculation, ghosts might grow stronger by slaughtering one another. Other than attaching themselves to stronger beings, the weak probably had no choice but to carefully hide in some cramped safe place, just as he had done before.