Sudden Darkness

The training base has a very tight schedule.

Yang Jian had just finished listening to Professor Bai's lecture and hadn't even had a chance to sit down when the instructors from the training base dragged him to the shooting range to practice firearms shooting and the use of some basic weapons.

Don't aim for mastery, just be able to use it.

After all, many people have never handled firearms in their lives, and these people will be armed once they take office, so this kind of course is indeed very important.

By evening, some people were already exhausted.

But this is only the first day. Tomorrow's courses are still packed, but they won't be very effective for Yang Jian. However, these courses are indeed very important for newcomers, as they can quickly transform an ordinary person into a person in charge with some professional knowledge and skills.

Although it may seem like a forced measure, we can't expect too much during this special period.

"Yang Jian, aren't you going to rest?" At the shooting range, Zhang Lei watched Yang Jian mechanically reloading his bullets, holding a pistol in one hand.

With a series of gunshots, his arm didn't even flinch; all the bullets hit the bullseye in the distance.

"Since you're here, have fun! You can rest anytime."

Yang Jian glanced at the two boxes of bullets beside him. "I'm planning to shoot pistols until dawn. Are you interested in coming?"

With an unlimited supply of bullets, as long as you have the physical strength and willpower, everyone participating in the training can continue training here indefinitely.

"I'm not very interested in this. This kind of training isn't very effective in dealing with paranormal events. I'm more interested in Professor Bai's theory from earlier," Zhang Lei said, putting down his pistol and walking over.

Yang Jian, "It is indeed a very interesting theory, and it is quite comprehensive. I think it should be able to be promoted when the time is right. I just don't know what role people like us will play in this terrifying and desperate world, or whether we will even live to see that time."

"Even the most interesting theories can't change the harsh truth. We still have to face what we have to face, so there's no need to worry too much about it."

"In your current state, how long do you think you can live?"

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at him.

Zhang Lei paused for a moment and said, "If I can't control a second ghost, it will take at most two months. Fortunately, this time Headquarters agreed to give me a spot to try controlling a second ghost."

"This is definitely a gamble," Yang Jian.

Because controlling two ghosts using the Headquarters' plan is not 100% successful, although the current probability has improved, it is only about 50%, and it is difficult to increase this probability further.

Failure would mean the resurrection of a vengeful spirit.

However, all precautions will be taken during the attempt to ensure that it does not result in a terrible paranormal event.

"Then you can continue training, I won't disturb you anymore."

Seeing that Yang Jian was focused on training, Zhang Lei felt embarrassed to disturb him. He was also tired and needed to go back to his dormitory to rest.

Yang Jian wasn't focused on training.

Although he was constantly firing his pistol and practicing his marksmanship, his mind was elsewhere.

Zhang Lei's situation is bad, and so is his.

Unlike Zhang Lei, he has already mastered two ghosts and even crashed one of them. This means that overcoming the problem of the resurrected vengeful ghost will be more complicated for him. He needs to consider both eliminating the influence of the headless ghost's instinct on himself and suppressing the Ghost Eye that is about to resurrect.

If Yang Jian makes any wrong move, he will die on the spot.

They will either be controlled by the headless ghost or die from the resurrection of the Ghost Eye.

"Imperfect resurrection, is there a trap? What Wang Xiaoming said makes sense. From the very first step of using the human skin paper method to resurrect myself, I was already being manipulated and walked into a trap."

Yang Jian's face was gloomy, and the pistol in his hand was flashing, but it did nothing to vent the repression in his heart.

"Either we continue with the paper-thin plan, or we reject it. But if we do that, it's almost impossible to find another way to solve my current situation, because it's too complicated, especially after Wang Xiaoming's experiment failed."

If the experiment of using a ghost coffin to transform a person into a vengeful ghost were to succeed, the consequences would be earth-shattering.

It is truly remarkable that Wang Xiaoming, with the wisdom of an ordinary person, has achieved this level.

Unfortunately, it failed.

This failure also blocked one of Yang Jian's paths.

The remaining plan for the human skin paper was also shrouded in a shadow in his mind because of Tong Qian's ghost face incident last time.

The paper-based solution can no longer be used.

Even if it were truly effective, no one could predict what kind of terrifying trap was hidden within the plan. If Yang Jian were to fall into it, he would also die, and the plan was not guaranteed to succeed.

With concerns about both the potential pitfalls and the risk of failure, Yang Jian dared not gamble anymore.

"If we can't rely on the human skin paper and Wang Xiaoming, the only remaining option is the Ghost Cabinet." His eyes flickered slightly, a new magazine was loaded, a gunshot rang out, and sparks rose again in the dim sky.

"But my deal with Ghost Closet isn't finished yet. Ghost Closet wants me to find the person in that photo, who is suspected to be the mummy bride. But I have no way of knowing where the mummy bride is. Last time on that weird bus, all the ghosts got off, and the mummy bride got off too."

"After that, the mummified bride killed the male passenger named Zhang Hao, and then I got back on the bus and shook her off. Now nobody knows where that thing is."

Yang Jian recalled that eerie place.

That's not in China, and it's definitely not abroad. There's no such indescribable, terrifying place in the world.

It is suspected to be a paranormal space.

But you can't exactly write "It's somewhere" on a ghost cabinet.

Ghost cabinets are definitely not that easy to fool.

Yang Jian had conducted experiments on it; it was an inexplicable and bizarre thing. You had to fulfill its requirements accurately and truthfully. If you tried to be clever, it might release ghosts to hunt you down.

If he doesn't make amends in time, he might very well be killed by the ghost released from the ghost cabinet.

"Wait, I don't know the location of the mummy bride, but the human skin paper should know. The plan it gave me to survive might have a trap, but the location it gave me for the mummy bride definitely doesn't have a trap. Even if there is a trap, I'm not afraid, I don't plan to make contact with the mummy bride."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly.

He temporarily came up with a solution to his problem.

By using the information revealed by the parchment, fulfill the ghost's request, and then take advantage of the opportunity after the transaction is completed to make your own demands.

For example, one could ask the Ghost Cabinet to help solve the problem of a vengeful ghost's resurrection.

No, that won't do.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly. "The price of directly demanding that Ghost Chest solve my problems must be very high. Although Ghost Chest might be able to do it for me, the next time Ghost Chest makes a request, it will be so terrible that I will not be able to fulfill it. And if I cannot refuse, I may only die."

He needs to plan for his future; he can't just focus on the success of this deal and ignore the future, because there's no guarantee that his health won't malfunction again next time.

"The original owner of that old house left behind the haunted wardrobe, locked it in the second room, and left a warning. There must have been a reason. His warning, 'You will have everything, and you will lose everything,' was because he was worried that I wouldn't be able to control my inner desires, that my deal with the haunted wardrobe would become too big, and that I would eventually lose all hope of living."

As he continued firing, Yang Jian felt a plan gradually becoming clearer in his mind.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a single person around him who was smart enough and trustworthy enough to analyze and consult with him; otherwise, he wouldn't have had to rely on himself to figure out the patterns of these strange things.

Yang Jian felt that the deal with the Ghost Cabinet had been escalating step by step, from small to large. This time, the Ghost Cabinet only asked him to find the location of the mummified bride, but the next time might be different.

Therefore, one cannot raise the level of trading too high from the beginning; a good sense of proportion must be maintained. Otherwise, once it exceeds one's personal capabilities, it means that one has embarked on a dead end.

"If I want the Ghost Cabinet to bring me the greatest benefit with the least cost, there is only one way."

Yang Jian had run out of bullets, but he remained frozen in place, his arm still raised in mid-air.

"Have someone draft a survival plan for me, then hand it over to Ghost Chef to modify. That way, we might be able to remove the traps in the plan, and the cost of modifying the plan should be bearable."

"Yes, that's it."

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and the oppression in his heart dissipated considerably.

Since these ghostly things are all so strange, let them fight each other.

The ghost cabinet was used to compensate for the defects of the human skin paper.

"In that case, let's try the first step and see if we can pinpoint the location of the mummified bride using the human skin paper." Yang Jian put down his gun and took a golden box from the bag next to him.

This is a box for holding parchment.

Although Yang Jian was usually fine holding the human skin paper, he was still uneasy and kept it locked up as if it were a vengeful ghost.

But just as Yang Jian was about to open the box...

Outside the training base, a strange and eerie darkness was silently spreading.

First, the lights at the base gate went out, and then several nearby buildings fell into a deathly silence. From the dormitory building, which was suddenly swallowed by darkness, came the panicked voices of several Ghost Tamer. However, soon the searchlights in the shooting range dimmed considerably.

The surrounding environment also inexplicably became gloomy and cold.

Yang Jian's attention was focused on the human skin paper in his hand, and he didn't notice the anomaly in the distance for the time being.

As usual, a sentence appeared on the human skin paper: My Yang Jian. By the time you see this sentence, I will already be dead.

Before the sentence was even fully written, it disappeared, and then a strange, large character appeared, filling the entire human skin paper.

"Ghost!"

"Hmm?" Yang Jian frowned immediately, and at the same time, he vaguely felt a strange restlessness in the Ghost Eye in his body.

This is a very bad feeling, and its occurrence generally indicates one of two things.

Either he's about to unleash a vengeful ghost, or something unusual has happened around him.