Beep... beep...
A waiting tone sounded through the specially made communications earpiece.
Dachang City, the top floor of the Paranormal Forum headquarters.
Lin Cheng stood before the enormous floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the thriving city they had protected.
His fingers rested lightly against the edge of his earpiece. A rare trace of gravity crossed his face, and his brows had drawn tightly together without him noticing.
A terrible premonition slowly crawled up his spine.
He had not felt this kind of heart-clenching dread in a long time.
Time rolled back to a day earlier.
On the main street outside the entrance to the Paranormal Forum headquarters in Dachang City.
Having just resolved an A-Rank supernatural event, Yang Jian and Zhang Wei walked back side by side, ready to hand over their mission report.
A faint chill still seemed to linger in the air.
Yang Jian's face was pale. The flesh on his forehead had closed slightly, marking where the ghost eye lay hidden.
By comparison, Zhang Wei was far more ostentatious.
He wore a pair of flashy sunglasses and a thick gold chain around his neck, swaggering as he walked.
"Leg Bro, that ghost today couldn't take a beating at all. It went down before I even got serious."
"Being invincible really is lonely," Zhang Wei rattled on casually, turning to look toward the roadside.
A pretty, fashionably dressed girl stood there, apparently waiting for a ride.
Zhang Wei's eyes lit up, and his feet carried him toward her almost involuntarily.
"Hey, beautiful. Waiting for a ride?"
Ever since the Paranormal Forum had gone fully public in Dachang City and taken charge of all supernatural events, the atmosphere throughout the city had changed.
The supernatural resurgence had once driven people to despair. Now, with these guardians standing between them