"Dust to dust, earth to earth!"
Wu Heng spoke calmly as a Dream Realm emerged from his palm, the roots of the chains plunging into the black domain.
As the iron chains tightened, the string of ghostly bodies behind him were all dragged into the Dream Prison and locked away.
These precious ghosts
were expected to provide him with a large number of top-tier Cursed Disciples and Tower Masters, greatly accelerating the development of the Blood Floss Tower's space.
To ordinary people, the ghosts in this story world were as deadly as a virus.
But to him, it was simply a paradise of spiritual medicine, a paradise where he could harvest at will.
He was determined to claim this world!
Wu Heng glanced at the pool, which had returned to calm, revealed a sinister smile, and vanished from where he stood.
The next day, Li Guoqiang, who had spent the entire night having nightmares about his wife turning into a ghost, arrived at the police station.
Thinking back to the previous night, when he had excitedly drawn his gun because his wife told him, "There are more than just the two of us in the house," only to learn that she was pregnant, he made a decision.
He went to the office of his superior, Deputy Commissioner of Police Liu Chengguo.
The deputy commissioner, who was always eating and whose mouth never seemed to stop moving, was currently eating a bowl of ramen.
Li Guoqiang walked up to Liu Chengguo. "Officer Liu, I want to transfer departments."
"Isn't the Miscellaneous Affairs Division good enough?" Deputy Commissioner Liu asked without even raising his head as he chewed.
"I joined the police force because I wanted to be a police officer, to investigate cases, not—" Before Li Guoqiang could finish, Deputy Commissioner