Meeting Wang Xiaoming

Suburbs of J City.

More than a dozen special vehicles were parked in front of the gate of a special base.

From now on, Yang Jian and the others will spend at least seven days of training here. Although he has become the person in charge of Dachang City, the rules of Headquarters do not seem so easy to violate.

"Just consider it a few days of rest."

With this thought in mind, Yang Jian got out of the car, and at the same time instructed Zhang Lei, "You'd better keep the matter of the coffin nails a secret. Although I don't care, this news might cause you some considerable trouble."

Inside the train carriage earlier, the two seemed to have uncovered some hidden secrets because of the coffin nails.

Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing is hard to say, so it's best to keep it a secret.

"I understand. There's no benefit in bringing this up; in fact, it could do more harm." Zhang Lei nodded stiffly.

The value of something capable of resolving S-class paranormal events is self-evident.

If Zhang Lei were to reveal that he had seen this thing, people would likely go on a frantic search for his secrets, and no one would believe him even if he claimed not to know.

It's common for every Ghost Tamer to hide some secrets about themselves.

"Yang Jian, how have you been resting these past two days? Didn't you go out and explore? There are some nice places to visit in J City." As soon as we got out of the car, Shen Liang walked over with a smile, seemingly having been waiting for us all along.

"Captain Shen, are you having a lot of free time? How come I keep running into you everywhere?" Yang Jian asked suspiciously.

Shen Liang smiled and said, "I took time out of my busy schedule to come here. After all, I have to keep my promise to you. Come with me, I'll take you to see someone first, and then I'll take you back to the training base."

Yang Jian thought for a moment and realized who Shen Liang was going to take him to see.

Wang Xiaoming.

Now?

"Do you think you can wait a few more years? Professor Wang isn't someone you can meet with anytime, especially not just one-on-one," Shen Liang said.

"Alright." Although Yang Jian felt that the timing wasn't good, he really needed to meet Wang Xiaoming.

"Zhang Lei, I'll be going now. See you later."

Yang Jian said hello, took his luggage, and left with Shen Liang.

The place where they were to meet Wang Xiaoming was not far away.

Near the training base is a building that looks like a guesthouse for special personnel.

The car stopped in front of the building, and Yang Jian saw that several private vehicles had already arrived.

"Professor Wang is behind us. He's only seeing you this time, so go by yourself." Shen Liang got out of the car and pointed to an open space behind the building.

On that open space, a temporary sunshade was set up, with a few chairs and a seat inside. A young man, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing a white coat, sat there upright, slightly raising his head to look at the distant blue sky, seemingly lost in thought, or perhaps pondering something.

In the distance, numerous security personnel were on high alert, with Special Forces Captain Li Jun standing on the top floor of the building, watching for any possible developments.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he strode over.

As they drew closer, the sound of footsteps attracted Wang Xiaoming. He slowly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Yang Jian.

"I heard from Shen Liang that you want to see me?" Wang Xiaoming's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, appearing exceptionally calm.

Yang Jian looked around. "You seem to want to see me too, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to such lengths and taken the time to wait for me here."

"Please sit down, because there are some things I really need to discuss with you," Wang Xiaoming said, gesturing with his hand.

Yang Jian sat down without any hesitation.

But as soon as he sat down, Wang Xiaoming abruptly said, "Judging by the time, your health should be starting to deteriorate."

Yang Jian had just sat down, immediately froze, and almost stood up.

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Jian asked in a deep voice.

"It's not hard to guess that the bizarre resurrection wasn't perfect. I knew your condition the moment I saw you log back in. The human body is often very fragile, and once a problem arises, it will only get worse. So I think that since the Dachang City incident ended, your body has almost reached its limit."

Wang Xiaoming spoke slowly and clearly, "You're not the only Ghost Tamer with health problems; many others have similar issues. But you insist on seeing me, which means your deteriorating health has had a greater impact on you."

"For example, the restlessness caused by the resurgence of vengeful spirits."

"So, you want me to help you solve this problem?"

Yang Jian said, "I'm just trying any possible way to solve the problem as soon as possible."

"So, my existence was just one of your options, and you thought it was the easiest, so you found me." Wang Xiaoming looked at him and said, "Then what is the other option? Or rather, is it no longer worth relying on?"

"You're trying to trick me." Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly.

These highly intelligent individuals can extract useful information from you in just a few words. Through bold speculation and subtle probing, they can ascertain a great deal about you.

Chatting with this kind of person, many of your secrets will become unbelievable.

"Perhaps we should both be more honest. After all, no one can guarantee we'll be able to sit down and chat like this again next time," Wang Xiaoming said. "Hiding some information will only do you harm."

"Then tell me now, who is it?"

This is a tricky question.

Who is it?

Wang Xiaoming didn't know what this "it" was, but he seemed to have confirmed that there was an unknown entity beside Yang Jian, and he spoke with great conviction. This would give Yang Jian the wrong impression that Wang Xiaoming already knew half of his secret.

Once you know half of a secret, it's no longer a secret; you can easily reveal the rest.

In fact, Wang Xiaoming's "it" was entirely speculation.

This was a trap designed to lure Yang Jian into falling into it.

As long as Yang Jian's answer does not explicitly deny the existence of "it", Wang Xiaoming can be certain that his deduction is correct.

"What good would it do me to tell you?" Yang Jian said calmly.

Was there no denial?

Wang Xiaoming's gaze remained calm as he spoke, "It won't do you any harm by telling you. The existence of an anomaly around you makes you feel uneasy because you don't know if it's helping you or harming you. Yet, it possesses unimaginable amounts of information. Your suicide attempt in front of the mirror and your mysterious resurrection—all of that must have been its idea, right?"

"Have you ever thought about what its purpose is in doing this? Or rather, it knows that your resurrection won't be perfect after doing that, so why does it still set up this terrifying game for you?"

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, but he did not speak.

"So, you were used. Despite your caution, you were already being used the moment you hanged yourself. An incomplete plan, a resurrection with loopholes, led you step by step into the trap it set. But I'm glad you came to me."

At this point, Wang Xiaoming changed the subject and revealed a slight smile.

"The fact that you came to me means you've already taken precautions against it, or even sensed a crisis, which is why you're seeking my help. For you, it's only a last resort. After all, for Ghost Tamer, simply surviving is already a blessing; there's really no other choice."

"But you can't continue like this, because you grow after each solution, and it won't allow you to continue like this. So your deteriorating health is a sign, and once you seek a solution for it, I'm sure that solution will fail."

Yang Jian's expression changed, then he said, "I didn't come to discuss this with you."

Wang Xiaoming didn't continue, but said, "I do have a solution for the deterioration of the body. If you want to prevent the body from being affected by vengeful ghosts, it's very simple: transform the body into a ghost. Hmm, this is consistent with my previous experimental direction—to become a conscious ghost. I realized long ago that Ghost Tamer would do this, so I've been planning it for a long time."

"To achieve this, we need the Ghost Coffin. Now you understand why I'm going to great lengths to obtain it."

The Ghost Coffin.

Yang Jian was no stranger to him; he had personally brought him out of Huanggang Village, for which many people had died.

But before he could even begin to bargain with Wang Xiaoming or ask how to transform into a ghost, Wang Xiaoming bluntly stated, "However, the experiment failed."

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Literally, it means a person cannot successfully transform into a ghost." Wang Xiaoming spread his hands, seemingly looking somewhat regretful.

"Why is this happening?" Yang Jian.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Actually, in a sense, it's not a failure. It mainly depends on how you define 'human being'."