Captain Plan
Yang Jian, "Listen to me, I'm not Jesus. I can only try to protect those who should be protected. You should be grateful that you can still stand here and talk to me, instead of dying in that hospital operating room."
"I can tell you you still have the ability, but you chose to hide it." Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhang Wei; "A person who should be dead is still alive. You possess some secrets I don't know."
"So?" Yang Jian. "Everyone has secrets, and you're no exception."
"You should try even if there's only the slightest possibility. I know this request is unreasonable, but I've done all I can, and there's still a lot you can do. You still have time now. Once that thing has taken over the entire city, it will be pointless for you to take any action," Wang Xiaoming said.
Yang Jian looked at him calmly.
As expected, Wang Xiaoming discovered Zhang Wei's death.
Although I don't know what method he used, I suppose some clues were left behind when so many staff members were collecting evidence on-site last time, and they were recorded in the file.
However, Wang Xiaoming only suspected it; he wasn't certain. No matter how smart he was, he could never have guessed the existence of the Ghost Mirror.
He was simply using bold assumptions and speculations to explore and demonstrate his ideas.
"Are you done talking? You can leave now. You know I'm not in good shape right now; I might recover at any time."
Yang Jian, "Perhaps once we recover, the first person we'll kill will be you."
"Professor Wang, stop provoking Yang Jian. The higher-ups have already made arrangements for you. Your most important task now is to survive for at least fifteen days under Yang Jian's protection," Liu Xiaoyu's voice came through the satellite-guided phone.
"Listen to me, my conscience is saving you." Yang Jian grinned.
Wang Xiaoming remained stubborn, saying, "If you have any other solutions, please tell me. I will do my best to help you. Furthermore, as long as this matter can be resolved, I will grant you any request: Ghost Candle, I will help you control a third ghost, or I will allow you to access some secrets that are not yet accessible to someone at your level."
"I could even recommend you for the Captain Plan."
"Captain Plan? What's that?" Yang Jian asked.
Wang Xiaoming said, "Considering the frequency and severity of future paranormal events, ordinary Ghost Tamer are no longer able to maintain the security of a city. Therefore, six months ago, Headquarters formulated another plan, currently named the Captain Plan. The plan aims to dedicate all the resources of the Headquarters to cultivate a certain number of top Ghost Tamer."
"If you can resolve this Starvation Ghost Incident, with such a significant contribution, plus my recommendation, you'll definitely be a future captain of the Ghost Tamer."
"That does sound somewhat interesting," Yang Jian said, stroking his chin.
I never expected there was such a plan from above.
However, upon closer examination, the true purpose of this plan became clear: currently, neither a Ghost Tamer controls one ghost nor Ghost Tamer controls two ghosts can cope with the increasingly frequent paranormal events.
Moreover, the vengeful spirit can grow, and the rate of its growth is astonishing.
To deal with this kind of top-tier terror, you need top-tier Ghost Tamer.
Thus, the Captain Plan that Wang Xiaoming mentioned came into being.
Being selected is indeed very tempting; with the nation's resources poured into it, it's hard to imagine how high the selected person will be trained.
Ghost Tamer are inherently short-lived, and their lifespan is uncertain. However, if you can be trained to become a captain, you won't need to worry about how long you live; Headquarters will care more about your lifespan than you do.
"I've offered you every condition I can think of. Do you expect me to kneel down and beg you? If you agree, I'll kowtow to you without a problem," Wang Xiaoming said.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's expression hardened.
Could Wang Xiaoming really bear to kneel and kowtow to the man who killed his brother?
"You are truly great; you almost moved me to tears."
Yang Jian's eyes flickered. "I won't hide it from you, I do have a secret, but that's not enough to change anything. Just like you said on the day your operation failed, we've already lost because neither of the two conditions for resolving this paranormal event is met."
"Which one can you overcome?" Wang Xiaoming asked.
"We can barely manage to make another direct confrontation."
Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "But some preparation is needed, and preparation is also very dangerous. I estimate it to be only about 10% or 20%. If the preparation fails, I will die."
"Who will overcome the second condition? Heh, that thing isn't an ordinary ghost; you can't just wrap it in gold foil and call it a day. If you can't control it, you can't imprison it."
Wang Xiaoming said, "We can lure it into the safe house."
"I refuse."
Yang Jian refused without hesitation; "I've already done my best to help this city by telling you so much. Do you think I don't want to resolve this matter? Don't forget, I also risked my life to imprison that fourth-stage Ghost Infant."
"If you can't meet my second condition, I won't consider it. Don't even think about the safe house. If you do, I'll kill you."
He immediately pulled out a pistol and slammed it down on the computer desk next to him.
Zhang Wei, standing nearby, glanced at the gun pointed at him and carefully shifted the gun's muzzle, aiming it at Wang Xiaoming to avoid an accidental discharge.
Wang Xiaoming fell silent, then turned and left the computer room.
Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. He spoke into the phone, "Liu Xiaoyu, you're not asleep, are you? You heard what I just said. I'll give you three spots in this safe house. Bring two experienced special agents to watch over Wang Xiaoming 24/7. He's not allowed to do anything except eat, drink, relieve himself, and sleep. You can arrange the remaining spot as you see fit."
"If he tries to cause trouble at this critical juncture, I'm afraid I might not be able to resist making a mistake."
"I understand. Someone will arrive within half an hour and will make sure Professor Wang doesn't cause any trouble," Liu Xiaoyu said.
Yang Jian, "No need for guarantees. If you can't do it, I'll kill him."
"..." Liu Xiaoyu felt a headache coming on again after hearing this.
Yang Jian is still as willful as ever, just like a child.
For Yang Jian, daring to set his sights on a safe house is something that even the most influential professor in the world, let alone Wang Xiaoming, wouldn't be able to stop. Even the King of Heaven himself wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
He might be fearless and disregard safe houses, but Yang Jian absolutely cannot cut off his own escape route.
If the plan fails, wouldn't everyone be doomed along with Wang Xiaoming?
This is not a worthwhile deal.
Selflessness is for saints, not for those Ghost Tamer.
Suddenly.
At that moment, Yang Jian received a text message on his other phone. When he saw the message, he looked constipated.
"You did the right thing. We shouldn't have listened to that Professor Wang. He'll definitely get us killed." Jiang Yan stood firmly on Yang Jian's side.
Zhang Wei sighed and said, "I thought I could live out my life with just a computer, but now I realize I was too naive. I haven't even played any games. What's the point of living? I think I'll go out and play with pistols. Want to come along, Brother Leg? I'll show you my new dual-wielding technique."
"I need to go out for a bit," Yang Jian, putting down his phone and frowning.
"What are you doing going out at a time like this?" Jiang Yan was stunned.
Yang Jian: "Play Jesus."
"By the way, if you need anything while I'm gone, contact Zhang Han. Also, don't let Wang Xiaoming go up to the fifth floor. If he insists on going up, Brother Wei, you shoot his legs."
"Don't worry, leave it to me. By the way, if we're going to fight, which leg should we break?" Zhang Wei asked.
Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Either is fine."