When the second tape was put into the VCR, Liu Zhi suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He turned around and saw a hazy figure on the tape he had just set aside.
Liu Zhi had seen this sort of thing plenty of times. He had dealt with all kinds of souls, but he had never seen anything like this.
It counted as a soul, but it wasn't quite the same. It was more like a recording of an idea, left behind by people's spiritual energy and obsessions.
Liu Zhi casually grabbed the hazy figure. After turning it over in his hands, he understood how it had formed.
It was the shadow that people kept talking about in the tape.
The more people talked about it, the more sentient the shadow became.
If something this major hadn't happened in Tokyo, its sentience might have gradually faded away over the course of a year or two.
But after such a major incident struck Tokyo, the city's transformation had left this sentience trapped in the tape.
Now, just by watching the recording, Liu Zhi had activated this sentience and the strange, almost-soul-like thing it had become.
His assessment was that it was weaker than an ordinary soul, but it possessed a measure of divinity and sentience. Here in Japan, it might count as a level 1 Wild God.
But Liu Zhi thought he might be able to turn it into a divine legion.
At the thought, an idea struck Liu Zhi. Instead of watching the second tape, he poured some Mana into the hazy figure.
The figure absorbed his Mana, then began to grow more substantial.
A level 5 undead appeared before Liu Zhi.
The reason it was level 5 was that Liu Zhi had poured a little extra Mana into it.