Five-Second Plan

Holding Zhao Kaiming's satellite positioning phone, Yang Jian's face was extremely grim.

Just now, he was clearly about to succeed—no, he was certain to succeed. He was only one step away. The source ghost hadn't been able to kill him, and he had withstood the attack. Victory was in sight. But unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, things turned out this way: the ghost disappeared.

I was transported back to forty minutes earlier.

Everything starts anew.

"No, this is impossible. How could a ghost possibly do something like this?" Yang Jian slammed his hand on the podium. Even now, he couldn't believe the result.

The sturdy podium shattered instantly, kicking up a cloud of dust.

But even that couldn't vent his inner rage.

"What happened on your end? Has the operation changed? You seemed to be on the verge of victory."

At that moment, Wang Xiaoming's voice came through his satellite-guided phone.

They've been monitoring this operation the whole time.

Yang Jian's face was extremely grim, and his voice was somewhat hoarse as he said, "Things have exceeded our expectations. The plan was progressing smoothly, but an unbelievable unexpected situation occurred. Just as I was about to succeed, my vision blurred, and I was transported back forty minutes. Time here has been reset by the vengeful ghost. That thing probably knew it was in danger and escaped using this impossible method."

"But my memory hasn't been reset, which means that the plan I almost succeeded in just now can't be executed a second time. That vengeful ghost will definitely be on guard."

Wang Xiaoming remained silent.

Even outside Dachang City, the temporary command center fell silent.

Everyone was watching Yang Jian's actions closely. Just when Yang Jian was about to succeed, everyone couldn't help but jump up excitedly. But in the blink of an eye, a single sentence plunged everyone's hopes into despair.

"What's the time where you are?" Wang Xiaoming asked after about ten seconds of silence.

"8:10 PM." Yang Jian checked the time.

Wang Xiaoming said, "It's 8:50 here. Judging from the current situation, the time reset is real. I'm sorry, I've never encountered this kind of situation before. This is beyond common sense. Strictly speaking, this ghost should be considered unsolvable. It can no longer be classified as A-class or S-class."

"My previous deduction was wrong. Zhang Han really cannot be used as bait, otherwise we would have lost another Ghost Tamer."

"Do you still have those coffin nails?"

Yang Jian, "Of course."

Wang Xiaoming thought for five seconds, "I've come up with a plan on the spot, which might succeed."

Is there still a chance of success in this situation?

Yang Jian, "My actions just now were very meticulous. I used myself as bait to lure the vengeful ghost to attack me. After withstanding the first wave of attacks, I used coffin nails to pin it down, ensuring that everything was foolproof. But if it resets time, no plan can succeed."

"Your plan was very bold, and the success rate was very high, almost 70% in my opinion, especially after you withstood the first wave of attacks, which brought the success rate to almost 90%. But unexpected changes still occurred, which was what I was most worried about."

Wang Xiaoming said, "I don't know the situation on your end, so I'll just tell you the plan I came up with on the spot."

"Assuming the time reset is real, then it only occurs within a localized area, and the time outside will not be affected. At least, the time here is already different from the time there. I boldly speculate that this area is the entire area of No. 7 Middle School, and that's a conservative estimate. The time reset area might even be limited to the teaching building where you are."

"If that's all there is to it, I suggest you engage in long-range combat and devise a sniping plan."

"Tell me what you think," Yang Jian said, frowning deeply.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Find a way to shoot the coffin nails in your hand into the body of that vengeful ghost like bullets, just like a sniper. As for the sniper rifle that can fire coffin nails, that's the Ghost Eye."

"I've been secretly gathering data on you. I've discovered that your Ghost Eye are enhanced by their quantity, but I've studied your Ghost Domain more thoroughly than you have. If you were to enhance your Ghost Domain to its maximum value and try to condense it into a straight line—well, a beam of light about the size of a coffin nail—as long as that beam reaches the ghost outside the range of the time restart, you could use that coffin nail to directly transfer into the ghost's body."

"To achieve a kind of instant sniping effect."

"This speed is close to the speed of light. That vengeful ghost could only react in time to the restart. After all, you felt a blur before your eyes when time was restarted. Considering the speed of human nerve reaction, this is conservatively estimated to be a time interval of 0.5."

"Using 0.5 seconds as the data, as long as you can do what I said, you can snipe that ghost from anywhere in Dachang City. It will be completely helpless. However, I don't know how far your Ghost Eye can extend, so I suggest you try to reach the farthest distance you can, just in case."

"However, this method has a low success rate and is too risky. After all, there's only one bullet. If it fails or the wrong target is chosen, the coffin nail in your hand will be lost. Moreover, this is just a preliminary plan I devised in five seconds. There are still many potential problems to overcome, such as how to find the source ghost and how to ensure that your Ghost Domain will not be disturbed."

"Alright, I know what you mean. I'll figure out the rest. We'll snipe that ghost from a distance." Yang Jian interrupted him.

Then, clutching the unused coffin nail in his hand, he turned and left.

He used the Ghost Domain to leave No. 7 Middle School directly.

Here, Yang Jian had no chance of winning. This ghost could restart time once, and it could restart it a second time. He only had one life, and if the vengeful ghost succeeded, he would be finished.

Although Yang Jian believed that sniping the vengeful ghost from a distance would present many difficulties, there was still a chance of success.

If there's even a chance of success, then we should go for it.

Having fought this far, there's no turning back.

After observing the surroundings of No. 7 Middle School, Yang Jian finally arrived at the rooftop of a communications building about a kilometer away.

He stood atop the tall signal tower, from where he could overlook everything at No. 7 Middle School.

The school was shrouded in gloom, and Yang Jian couldn't see clearly at the moment, but under his Ghost Eye, he could barely make out the outline of the school through the gloom.

If we could go back forty minutes, then that ghost would still be at the school.

Although the school is large, at least it has a clear location, instead of being a needle in a haystack in the entire Dachang City.

"To achieve what Wang Xiaoming said, I must overcome two conditions. First, the Ghost Domain must be able to penetrate the school's gloom, since that's its home ground. Second, when the Ghost Domain coalesces into a line, I must be able to find and lock onto the source ghost."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and a dark shadow gradually emerged from his body, as if some evil spirit was possessing him.

To unleash the full power of the Ghost Eye, its resurgence must be suppressed with the use of Ghost Shadow.

Fortunately, the ghost was currently in a frozen state, and no matter how he used its power, there was no sign of it reviving, which gave him confidence.