A Special Deal

"What does Professor Wang intend to do to Yang Jian?"

At this moment, on the rooftop, Special Forces Captain Li Jun was still paying attention to the conversation between Yang Jian and Wang Xiaoming under the sunshade on the training ground in front of him. However, at this moment, a familiar figure climbed up and asked, slightly out of breath.

The speaker was Zhao Jianguo.

Although he was dismissed due to a work mistake and is no longer working at Headquarters, his rich work experience led to his reassignment to work at the training base.

The current main task is to receive the person in charge of the reception center.

It has almost completely moved away from the core departments and center.

"I'm not quite sure," Li Jun said calmly. "But aren't you afraid of falling to your death while climbing so high?"

"It would be better if he accidentally fell and died, saving me from worrying about him all the time," Zhao Jianguo said. "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but I heard that things haven't been peaceful at Headquarters lately. It was the Captain Plan that caused this. There was a reason why I opposed the plan earlier. To be honest, it's dangerous to put our hopes on a small group of people, and it's not good for the country."

"Moreover, this will cause a significant loss of outstanding talent. If Yang Jian is not selected as the team leader, do you think he will resign?"

"We just need to obey orders; we don't need to think too much," Li Jun said.

Zhao Jianguo laughed and said, "If we can't even retain talent capable of handling S-class paranormal events, it shows that the Captain Plan has a major flaw."

"But there's no better way to replace the Captain Plan, is there? Supernatural events are increasing in number and becoming more complex. At first, a city official could handle one supernatural event, but now support is needed all the time. The constant deaths of Ghost Tamer and the decreasing number of new Ghost Tamer... This is a disaster that is brewing." Li Jun turned to look at Zhao Jianguo.

"Therefore, we must be prepared for things to get out of control. We may not be able to guarantee that all places will be safe, but we must at least ensure that several areas are safe."

"The Captain Plan was correct."

Zhao Jianguo laughed and said, "Whether we've made a mistake or not is no longer up to us to decide. Let's see what the consequences are. If we make a wrong move, we'll all be sinners."

Right now, under the sunshade.

Yang Jian stared at Wang Xiaoming, hoping for a reasonable explanation.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the sky. "Humans are actually very simple, not complicated at all. They are driven by the instinct to maintain bodily functions, plus their own thoughts and a few incomprehensible emotions. Ghosts are not complicated either. If you break away from the supernatural and terrifying aspects, they are not much different from us."

"If there is any difference, it is probably that they lack emotions and self-thought, existing in this world, and even in our concepts, in a simple yet bizarre way."

"The reason why using a ghost coffin to transform someone into a vengeful spirit fails is because the successful person loses their emotions. Without emotions, the instincts of a vengeful spirit gradually take over, devouring their self-awareness. In the end, what do you think is left?"

After saying that, he turned his gaze back to Yang Jian.

"A ghost," Yang Jian said coldly.

He faced this situation: the instinct of the headless ghost was influencing his thoughts. Once it swallowed his consciousness, Yang Jian, though not a vengeful ghost resurrected, would be no different from one. At that time, he would no longer be human, but also a ghost.

"That's right. After the experiment succeeded, I didn't cultivate a vengeful ghost as planned. Instead, I simply conceived a ghost, a completely new one, possessing certain human characteristics, a more terrifying and eerie ghost. That coffin wasn't prepared for a human; it was prepared for a ghost. It was a coffin for nurturing a ghost."

Wang Xiaoming looked somewhat dejected, as if the failure of this experiment had been a blow to him.

Yang Jian sensed the horror of that experiment from his words.

"It seems I've come to the wrong person. Your experiment's failure has shown me that this path is a dead end." After a moment, he stood up and decided to leave.

Since Wang Xiaoming's experiment could only produce ghosts and couldn't solve his own problems, Yang Jian felt there was no need to continue communicating with him.

After all, the two didn't have a friendly relationship, and Wang Xiaoming seemed to be plotting something against him.

"Although the experiment failed, I can solve your problem," Wang Xiaoming suddenly said.

"Are you lying to me?" Yang Jian stared at him and said.

Wang Xiaoming looked at his palm. "Your suicide video last time gave me a lot of inspiration. It was a new method of controlling vengeful spirits. It was extreme, but also very effective. I tried to analyze the purpose of your suicide later and finally came to the conclusion that you did not commit suicide at that time, but it was a necessary ritual. The purpose of this ritual was to actively trigger the killing patterns between vengeful spirits, so that vengeful spirits that would not have crossed paths before would collide because of your existence."

"There are only two possible outcomes to doing this: you die, or the ritual fails."

"Now that you're alive, the two ghosts who clashed are likely to crash like a program, falling into a deep sleep that can't be easily awakened."

"Ghost Tamer in this state, if still alive, must be terrifying, because the slumbering of the vengeful spirit means there's no need to worry about its resurrection. The Ghost Tamer can use the spirit's abilities without restraint. Afterwards, I closely monitored your presence and confirmed that my conjecture was correct."

Wang Xiaoming slightly raised his head and looked at him, saying, "You have been using the power of the vengeful spirits frequently recently, without any sign of the vengeful spirits reviving. This is something that someone who controls two spirits cannot do. You even used the power of the vengeful spirits while traveling. Such extravagance is simply a bit wasteful."

"So, either you, who have successfully resurrected, have the ghost inside you that has fallen into a deep sleep, just like I thought, or you have gone insane and can't wait for the vengeful ghost to revive and die. But I think you are still fairly normal, so we can rule out the least likely answer. The remaining result is obvious."

Yang Jian remained calm and unmoved.

"You're not surprised, are you? Because you left that video specifically for me. You weren't sure if you'd succeed when you tried to commit suicide, but this method of controlling vengeful spirits is worth studying. So that video of yours was specially prepared for me. I have to thank you for that. You did a better job than I expected."

"After all that, what's your purpose?" Yang Jian asked. "Between-the-board ways isn't in your nature, Bruce P."

Wang Xiaoming said, "Then, let's make a deal. I need 'it' as a bargaining chip. I will immediately develop a new solution for you to solve your current problem. In return, I will give this thing to you."

He pulled out a black, diamond-shaped, pointed object from behind the stool at his feet.

It looked a bit like a large nail, but Yang Jian felt a strange sense of familiarity about it.

That rusty coffin nail.

"What is this?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Xiaoming said, "The ghost you saw, the one that was being conceived in the ghost coffin, although the experiment failed, there were still some gains. I used your method to shut it down, and had Li Jun help me make it into a shape that you are more familiar with, a shape that is less likely to evoke fear."

"Doesn't this thing look like a coffin nail?"

"What?" Yang Jian was shocked.

Was that ghost turned into this nail by Wang Xiaoming?

"Don't be nervous, it's very stable, at least for now. You know its special nature; this ghost can mindlessly disable the abilities of three ghosts. If we ignore the side effects, its value is equivalent to that coffin nail," Wang Xiaoming said.

Yang Jian's feelings were complicated. A lot of information seemed to explode in his mind because Wang Xiaoming's existence had revealed some strange mysteries.

If the ghost in the coffin died and was later made into this nail, then wouldn't that mean the nail that held the starving ghost was once a ghost itself?

A ghost of unknown level, but which has crashed.

Therefore, the statement that only ghosts can deal with ghosts has always been true.

But an even bigger mystery has emerged.

If coffin nails are ghosts, then who made them?

Are other supernatural entities also essentially ghosts?

But if a ghost that has crashed has been transformed into such a special object, then what about paper dolls, ghost cabinets, and other supernatural entities that seem to possess intelligence?