Xiong Wenwen's Existence

The next morning.

Yang Jian had returned to Guangjiang Residential Area in Dachang City, but after sleeping only a few hours, he woke up.

The instant he regained consciousness in bed, his eyes snapped open.

After being suppressed for a day, the restless revival of his Ghost Eye had quieted down. This meant the problem of the ghost's revival was under control for now, provided he did not continue recklessly using the ghost's abilities.

But if he wanted to continue investigating the Ghost Post Office, it was clearly impossible not to use ghostly powers.

With mixed feelings,

Yang Jian got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.

However, when he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, he saw that his eyes were still blood-red, emitting a faint crimson glow.

His vision was normal.

But to anyone else, Yang Jian's eyes were clearly anything but normal.

How could an ordinary person's eyes be entirely crimson and glow like that?

"It seems the Ghost Eye's erosion of my body is irreversible. Even restoring my body with the Liar Ghost in Huang Ziya's possession cannot restore it. The Liar Ghost's power cannot affect places corroded by supernatural forces." Yang Jian touched his eyes.

His fingers touching his eyeballs did not bring the irritation he had expected.

Instead, there was coldness and numbness. It was as though these eyes did not belong to him; he could not feel anything at all.

If this continued, his eyes would be completely eroded and turn into a pair of Ghost Eyes.

Then his Ghost Eyes would remain permanently open. Even closing his eyes would not block them.

After all, a living person's eyelids could not obstruct the Ghost Eye's vision.

And that point

was probably the limit of revival.

"Should I resolve my own condition