Detached wooden villas stood on the plain between the hills.
Before falling into the Abyss, this had been a typical residential community for wealthy people. Though property taxes were steep, the nearby schools, police presence, and public security were all first-rate.
Being far from the city center also made it difficult for roaming Black people to reach the place.
When they first fell into the Abyss, the firearms found in almost every home had helped them establish a foothold fairly quickly.
But after entering the world of Great Jin, all their first-world advantages had evaporated. In the end, under the leadership of Ross and the others, they had taken the initiative to fully embrace the Ghost Tamers.
Now, as time passed, almost all these little wooden houses had turned into "haunted houses," with signs of repairs in many places.
A low fence had also been built from timber around the community, and watchtowers had even appeared at several locations in its center.
The watchtowers were equipped with heavy machine guns, too. The place was taking shape.
In the attic of a villa at the very center of the community, the Fortune Teller kept frowning at the tarot cards before him, his expression rather grave.
"What's going on? My luck today was supposed to be pretty good. Why did it suddenly turn so dangerous? Where exactly is the danger coming from?"
The Fortune Teller was an S-Rank Ghost Tamer. The anomaly he had captured, known as the Ghost Card, possessed a variety of functions, but what most assured his central position was its divination ability.
Although Ghost Tamers sometimes had a degree of danger perception through warnings from their anomalies, it was far inferior to that of Martial Saints and those with High-Rank Golden Bodies.
But he was different.
With the