Every time Gao Ming saw the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God, his urge to kill Situ An grew stronger. He still lacked the power to take on the East District Investigation Bureau, but that would soon change.
This time, Gao Ming intended to do things his own way. Forget the Investigation Bureau—he wanted to turn all of Hanhai upside down.
"I once really wanted to join the Investigation Bureau, but I saw that many of the corpses on the tunnel walls were wearing its uniforms. In that case, I'll take a different path."
Putting away his phone, Gao Ming pulled Zhao Xi up from the floor. "Brother Zhao, have you ever played a Horror Game?"
Zhao Xi still hadn't recovered from the shock. He pointed at the Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God, utterly speechless.
"Don't be nervous. I'm a certified doctor, you know. I'll cure you completely." Gao Ming had Zhao Xi move closer to the Ghost God to get used to the atmosphere. "Are you still feeling miserable?"
Trembling, Zhao Xi shook his head. He felt as though the Flesh and Blood were about to swallow him whole.
"Good." Gao Ming took out Zhao Xi's will, replaced it with a list of things to do before dying, then tucked it back into Zhao Xi's pocket. "Brother Zhao, tonight we'll both be reborn."
The Flesh-and-Blood Ghost God burrowed into Gao Ming's body through his back. The room returned to normal, except that the living room light would never turn on again.
"Next, I'll take you into the Shadow World and show you the truth."
Nobody in the apartment compound thought much of Zhao Xi. Even his sister-in-law and Adoptive Mother considered him useless. But Gao Ming knew his strengths: a grateful heart, a soul full of kindness, and a stubborn streak etched into his