Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 28 I'm waiting for time, what are you waiting for?
"He's in there."

Yan Ming said he wanted to investigate the ghost's thoughts.

The ghostly figure only uttered a few words intermittently: "Inside, home ground, mine, kill. You, block the door."

This is my territory. We'll go kill him, you guys block the door.

Yan Ming mentally translated the meaning of the Slender Man's words and understood the other party's plan.

This guy anticipated that Dr. Zhang would go underground and be temporarily trapped by the Crossroads Ghost, and it and the evil ghost took this opportunity to pursue him, forming a pincer movement.

Moreover, Dr. Zhang's ghost blood hasn't extended underground yet, so that's the only place where he doesn't have a home-field advantage.

Slender Man had completed all the necessary preparations before the battle. He entered the underground passage with a grin and closed the large iron door behind him.

Yan Ming didn't plan to follow them. Logically, he should go in and help, but he suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

What if Dr. Zhang suddenly mentions the containment object of Slender Man?
Anyone who knows about this will be hunted down by Ghost Shadow, and Ghost Shadow himself doesn't want Yan Ming to get involved in the underground.

Being able to wait at the evacuation point at the entrance is certainly a good thing. Yan Ming is able to wait in comfort and is obviously much more relaxed.

He began preparing the light source, setting up an array in the first-floor lobby, and deploying the strongest killing move he currently possessed.

If Dr. Zhang were to emerge victorious in the underground battle, he would also give it his all and see if he could defeat his enemy instantly.

At this moment, the old woman's expression also became extremely solemn. She was equally uncertain, after all, she had basically fallen asleep as soon as she saw an enemy that night, and apart from teaching that stick insect girl a lesson, she had no real combat achievements.

However, watching Yan Ming study the light and shadow on the first floor from top to bottom, she inexplicably felt a surge of confidence.

Can you win?
will win.

The roars of evil spirits echoed continuously from the underground experimental area, along with numerous nursery rhymes, though it was unclear whether they were sung by the Dragon-Seeking Ruler or simulated by the Slender Man.

The battle lasted for nearly an hour. Just as Yan Ming was confirming that the arrangement on the first floor was foolproof, he heard the fierce ghost let out a roar that shook the entire floor.

The sound waves vibrated so intensely that they even caused the blood in the entire first-floor lobby to tremble.

However, after the roar ended, the underground became completely quiet.

"Damn it, prepare for battle, they've lost." Hearing the eerie silence, Yan Ming instantly realized the defeat of the two Slender Ghosts.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, crisp footsteps came from inside the emergency exit.

"It's your turn."

A strong smell of blood rose from underground, and a bloody hand pushed open the iron door of the emergency exit.

Dr. Zhang was breathing heavily, his body hunched over, one hand supporting himself on the iron gate railing, the other pushing up his glasses. He looked up at Yan Ming not far away.

“I admit, you’re a real pain. I shouldn’t have bothered to find out where you came from. I was going to kill you the moment you got into the hospital.”

"Tonight was really unlucky. All sorts of weird things happened to me. But it's okay, I just need to stitch up the ghost blood. Let's finish this quickly. I need to go across the street for breakfast."

"The pan-fried buns there are delicious; they're one of the few things that make me feel at home."

"I don't want to care where you came from anymore. Let my hospital get back on track."

A misty aura of blood emanated from Dr. Zhang's body as he continuously repaired the wounds he had sustained in the battle with the two ghosts.

Upon seeing that he had reached the designated position, Yan Ming immediately adjusted the light source.

The nurse ghost at the male corpse's feet instantly traversed a distance of tens of meters, cutting Dr. Zhang's shadow in two.

Dr. Zhang's body broke simultaneously, just in time to meet the old woman who was leaping high into the air.

"what--"

With a breath from the old woman, a special power seemed to dispel the ghost blood within Dr. Zhang's body, forcing a constantly beating ghost blood heart to be revealed.

That's the core?

Yan Ming instantly realized this, and a ghost eye opened beside the old woman. Then, a ghost hand reached out and caught the swirling shadow scythe.

Arm armor on his hand, the Shadow Scythe swung arrogantly, the almost circular slash shattering the heart forged from demon blood.

"puff--"

Dr. Zhang coughed up blood, and his body visibly shrank. In just one second, he was hit by a coordinated and efficient attack from multiple parties. This kind of damage is not something that can be easily endured.

The breath of an old man is uniquely effective at dispelling demonic power, which is why the Shadow Scythe's slash can land on the core of the demonic blood.

"Cough cough."

Dr. Zhang couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, coughing up a large amount of blood. His throat was blocked by blood, making it impossible for him to utter a complete sentence.

However, at this moment, the old woman suddenly noticed that there was another Dr. Zhang standing behind the other person.

"What? He's not dead? This is fake!" the old woman exclaimed in shock.

"Fortunately, I had a backup plan."

Dr. Zhang raised his hand, and a vein could be seen on his fingertip, connecting to the kneeling "Dr. Zhang".

He then severed the blood vessel, and "Dr. Zhang" on the ground immediately scattered into blood that flowed everywhere, along with the core of the ghost blood within his body, which collapsed.

Dr. Zhang's gaze fell on the core of the ghost blood, and he immediately felt a pang of heartache. He had spent so much time in the latter half of the night condensing only two cores, and this one had been destroyed by the people in front of him.

However, without this Ghost Blood Core, the clone he created could not have fooled the Cat-Faced Old Woman; this move was essentially a substitute death for him.

Now that he has personally experienced all of the old woman with the cat face and Yan Ming's methods, it's his turn next.

The ghost blood in the lobby on the first floor began to boil and splatter, precisely destroying the light sources present.

"go with!"

Yan Ming realized something was wrong and played his trump card, the effectiveness of which was unknown. In his hand was a syringe stolen from the underground laboratory, which was originally intended to be injected into the stick insect girl by the doctors.

He manipulated the light source, while the nurse ghost took the injection. The changes in light and shadow caused the needle to grow longer rapidly, and the shadow of the needle precisely pierced Dr. Zhang's shadow.

The physical injection, like a flying sword, simultaneously pierced into Dr. Zhang's body.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Dr. Zhang knelt on the ground, his face turning pale and then flushed from the chemical effects of the injection, but he still held his breath and said, "Wait, this is your last trump card. Run, let's see how far you can run."

It was clear that the medicine caused him great pain, forcing him to stop and prioritize eliminating the harmful components of the drug.

Ghost Hand appeared wielding a shadow scythe, and with a few quick swings, cut Dr. Zhang into several pieces.

However, such an attack was ineffective, and Dr. Zhang's body reformed itself like a slime.

"Grandma, you go first!"

Seeing that his attacks were ineffective, Yan Ming immediately told the old woman to leave. When he looked over, he noticed that the old woman's eyes were wide open and her whole body was swollen.

"Run quickly..." The old woman managed to say her last words through gritted teeth, and then her entire body rapidly inflated and swelled.

Seeing this, Yan Ming no longer hesitated, leaped a long way in one breath, and then used his Ghost Eye to take the male corpse away again.

He stood at the door, glanced at the time, then looked at Dr. Zhang, who was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the passageway, his brows furrowed.

This doctor is more capable than I imagined; he's used every method at his disposal, and now this injection can only barely buy him a little time...

Delaying time?

Yan Ming turned around and ran in the other direction.

Dr. Zhang is right; we may really need to follow up on this.

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Several tens of minutes later, Dr. Zhang slowly exhaled a breath of blood. He had concentrated all the harmful "ghost" components in the medicine onto his fingertip, and then cut off his finger to successfully expel all the medicine.

He stood up, feeling the ghostly blood that permeated the entire hospital.

"Did you remove some of the ghost blood? But it's no use, there's always plenty of ghost blood." Dr. Zhang sensed that some of the ghost blood had been removed, but he wasn't too concerned.

On the contrary, he felt somewhat happy, because judging from the signs of the disappearance of the ghost blood, Yan Ming should be there.

Dr. Zhang re-integrated into the ghost blood, his body swimming within it like a fish. After a short while, he arrived at the only place in the entire building that was not stained with ghost blood.

bathroom.

It was unusually quiet here, and he could not sense the presence of the Spying Ghost.

"clatter."

Dr. Zhang's footsteps landed inside the toilet. He looked at the toilet cautiously in the mirror but did not see anything unusual.

not here?

No, no.

It's just that the aura of the Spying Ghost isn't here. This young man is clever; he might have exited his ghostly disguise and hidden in a place without ghost blood.

Are you trying to hide in the toilet and make me think you ran out of the hospital?
Impossible, I will check every corner.

Dr. Zhang stretched out his hand, and the ghostly blood stretched forward along the ground, searching for Yan Ming's trace.

He certainly wouldn't go in by himself, fearing that Yan Ming might have laid another ambush in the meantime.

However, things were surprisingly simple, because Dr. Zhang saw the paralyzed man in the sanitation cubicle.

"Ah, it really is here."

He laughed, the ghost blood in his hand coalescing into thorns; his next step was to kill his opponent completely.

The spying ghost's true form cannot withstand the attack.

"Time is up."

At this moment, Yan Ming suddenly said something out of the blue, and he put his hand into his pocket, switching to the mode of the Spying Ghost.

"Time's up? Are you still trying to fool me? Your last trump card is those two marbles that can 'collide,' I already figured that out from the beggar ghost."

Dr. Zhang couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at Yan Ming, who had stood up.

Although this young man is indeed very capable, able to make a crushing game turn into a rollercoaster, he has limited cards after all.

"So you want to 'touch' now? The Gleaning Ghost wants to touch the realm? Haha, that's meaningless. In this situation, at most the Gleaning Ghost can lock onto me, and I can definitely kill you before the Ghost Hand strangles me. The biggest problem with the Gleaning Ghost is that it's slow to start. If you can 'touch' it, I might be a little wary."

"The realm? It's meaningless for it to fall on the Ghost of Gleanings."

Yan Ming looked into the mirror and smiled, "No one thought of that. I was waiting for him."

he?
Dr. Zhang was startled and turned to look in the mirror, just in time to notice a very familiar person walking into the restroom.

Is that a person in the mirror?!
It's already 5:30?

The person in the mirror woke up and went into the bathroom...

and then?
"bump."

Yan Ming selects the person in the mirror and unleashes the power of the marble.

The next second, a "mirror" perfectly adapted to the person in the mirror appeared in the toilet, with two huge mirrors surrounding Yan Ming and Dr. Zhang in the center.

The object of the encounter was never the spying ghost, but the person in the mirror.

The person in the mirror was an extremely disciplined individual. Yan Ming had long since memorized the other person's schedule. The person in the mirror woke up at 5:30 and would then go to the toilet to wash up.

With the help of the doctor, he arranged the time perfectly, and everything went as planned.

"What did you do?!" Dr. Zhang was stunned. This was completely unexpected. He didn't know what would happen next, but he instinctively felt terrified.

"See for yourself."

Yan Ming closed his eyes, then opened the ghost eye next to Dr. Zhang.

The ghost eye is located in the center of the two mirrors, so when it opens, countless ghost eyes in the mirrors open simultaneously, staring intently at Dr. Zhang.

Dr. Zhang had no chance to resist, because he was surrounded by ghost eyes and could not escape.

Therefore, the moment the ghost's eyes opened, he had already violated the taboo of the spying ghost.

and……

It offended countless ghost eyes at the same time, even the ghost eyes in the mirror are still part of the spying ghost.

The next moment, thousands upon thousands of ghostly eyes opened around Dr. Zhang, and countless ghostly hands pounced on him.

Yan Ming let out a long breath.

After all the voyeurism, he finally understood a little of the true meaning of this rule.

Sure enough, none of the map rules are simple.

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(End of this chapter)