Yang Jian led Ning Rongrong down the deserted street.
Yang Jian suddenly stopped, took a specially made, pitch-black earpiece from his pocket, and casually tossed it to Ning Rongrong.
"If you can hold on to the resolve you showed earlier, put this on."
Ning Rongrong caught the earpiece in a fluster and examined it curiously. "What is this?"
"The Paranormal Forum's Special Communicator."
Yang Jian explained, "Even if they're a hundred thousand kilometers away or trapped inside a ghost domain, forum members can use this to contact each other."
Ning Rongrong was overjoyed. She hurriedly clipped the earpiece onto her pale earlobe, and an unprecedented sense of security welled up inside her.
"With this, if I run into danger, can I ask Hero Ye or that Boss Lin for help?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help asking.
Yang Jian's steps faltered slightly. He turned his head, his scarlet Ghost Eye giving her an icy glance.
"Don't even think about asking anyone for help."
Yang Jian's voice was cold to the point of cruelty. "Because it's useless."
"In this world, everyone's life hangs by a thread. No one will go to all the trouble of crossing a ghost domain to save a worthless newcomer. Remember, only you can save yourself."
Ning Rongrong froze where she stood, her joy instantly doused with cold water.
She didn't understand.
They were all members of the same organization, and that Boss Lin looked so powerful. Why were the people in this organization as cold as a bunch of strangers without a shred of feeling?
In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, even if an outer disciple was in danger, the sect would do everything it could to save them.
Suddenly, Lin Cheng's voice came through their earpieces.
"Yang Jian, a puzzle piece suited to you has appeared."
"Are you heading over now, or resting tonight and going tomorrow?"
Ning Rongrong held her breath. She realized this earpiece actually let her hear instructions directly from the mysterious Boss Lin.
Yang Jian fell silent for a moment.
Although he had already gained control over three supernatural entities and his body had been severely eroded by paranormal power, he still retained the consciousness of a living person.
The intense supernatural confrontations had left him mentally exhausted. He needed a little rest to keep his mind clear.
"Is that entity powerful?" Yang Jian asked calmly.
"Very weak compared to you now, but it suits you well."
Yang Jian's gaze sharpened slightly. "All right, I'll go now. The sooner I finish, the sooner I can rest."
"I've sent the location to your phone," Lin Cheng said with a meaningful chuckle.
"Let's count this as a Paranormal Forum mission."
"After all, the client paid the forum five million to resolve this incident."
Ning Rongrong was thrilled. Lin Cheng had clearly said that for her benefit.
If she followed Yang Jian on a mission, she could not only stay alive but even get a mission reward?
If she saved up enough contribution points, could she open that golden door to the Advanced Welfare Zone?
Yang Jian glanced at the location on his phone, then turned to Ning Rongrong with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.
"Stay close. Don't blame me if you get yourself killed."
Scarlet light burst forth in an instant, enveloping them both.
On the Douluo Continent, before the Sky Screen.
"Good! Rongrong really is clever!"
Ning Fengzhi excitedly tightened his grip on the scepter in his hand.
He had completely forgotten how Ning Rongrong had mistaken someone else for her father earlier.
"That world may be cold and merciless, but as long as she can earn rewards by following Yang Jian, Rongrong's strength will soar!"
"The Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is only the beginning. She might really make it back safely!"
In Spirit City, at the Papal Hall.
Bibi Dong stared fixedly at the red light that had vanished from the Sky Screen, jealousy almost spilling from her eyes.
"Even trash like Ning Rongrong can tag along and get a share. Those supernatural entities may be impossible to kill, but humans are still humans!"
"If I were there, I would have taken control of that so-called Paranormal Forum long ago!"
As discussions raged across the continent, the image on the Sky Screen suddenly shook violently.
That cold, mechanical voice descended once more, carrying an air of menace.
[The second batch of trial participants is in place. Random selection for the third batch begins.] [Number to be selected: 5.]
The entire Douluo Continent instantly fell silent. Everyone held their breath, praying that they would be chosen.
They had already figured out the pattern. They believed that as long as they followed Yang Jian, they could pick up opportunities for free, just like Ning Rongrong!
[Selected participant one: Snake Granny of the Peerless Dragon Snake, Chao Tianxiang (Soul Emperor).] [Selected participant two: Meng Yiran (Soul Elder).] [Selected participant three: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Tianheng (Soul Elder).] [Selected participant four: Leader of the sleazy trio, Bu Le (Soul Ancestor).] [Selected participant five: Spirit Hall Golden Generation, Hu Liena (Soul King).]
"Yiran! My dear!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu sprang to his feet, his eyes filled with shock, only for it to give way to wild joy a moment later.
"Good! Wonderful! The chance for our Meng family to rise has arrived! Yiran, remember what you saw on the Sky Screen. You must find Yang Jian!"
Within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen also wore a gratified smile.
"Tianheng, go. Bring back the secret to breaking the level 100 limit. You are the hope of our clan's future!"
Bu Le, hiding in the bushes, was so excited that he danced around.
"Hahaha! I'm going to become a god too! When I get back, I'll make those Shrek brats pay!"
Inside the Papal Hall, Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena solemnly.
"Nana, remember this."
Bibi Dong's voice was low and commanding.
"There is no mercy in that world. If you encounter Yang Jian or Ye Zhen, do whatever it takes to secure their support and join that so-called Paranormal Forum."
"If things become impossible, staying alive comes first. If you can manage it, get the Sheepskin Paper from Ning Rongrong. It can save your life!"
Hu Liena took a deep breath, a flicker of determination crossing her beautiful eyes. "Don't worry, Teacher. I understand."
Five pillars of light spanning heaven and earth descended in an instant.
[A low survival rate among participants from lower-tier planes has been detected. Linked hint function activated.] [If a selected participant has a bloodline connection or master-disciple relationship with a living being on the Douluo Continent, that linked individual will receive one opportunity to provide a hint.] [Note: Hints must not exceed fifty characters. Each opportunity may be used only once.]
At those words, the people of the Douluo Continent erupted!
"Wonderful! Heaven is on my side!"
Dragon Duke Meng Shu slammed his snake-headed staff against the ground, his aged face flushing red with excitement.
He stared fixedly at Snake Granny Chao Tianxiang's figure on the Sky Screen, his eyes full of fervor.
"My dear, Yiran, once you receive my hint, how could those opportunities possibly escape you?"
Inside the Papal Hall, an unprecedented gleam flared in Bibi Dong's deep, beautiful eyes.
Her gaze toward Hu Liena was filled with absolute confidence.
As her teacher, she now held her sole means of intervening in that eerie world.
Even Bu Le's two disreputable friends, E Kao and Tianya, who were hiding in the shadows, began snickering.
As far as they were concerned, with guidance from a god's-eye view and an understanding of the rules!
That so-called Mysterious Revival world was nothing more than a treasure hunt with a few scares but no real danger.
The image on the Sky Screen changed.
It was an enormous modern shopping mall, with four large characters hanging crookedly on its sign: [Rich Benevolence Mall].
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