Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

As evening approached, Qin Yu and his group had ventured deep into the heart of the Twisted Treeline.

The surrounding trees grew taller and more eerie, and one could even faintly hear the soul-snatching cries of vengeful ghosts from the underworld, their wailing and groaning sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Holy crap, am I hallucinating? Why am I hearing ghostly voices?" Zhang Dawei crossed his arms and shuddered involuntarily.

The faces of the others were also filled with tension and fear, and they were somewhat bewildered.

They'd never heard of ghosts in the Twisted Treeline!

Didn't they say that ghosts and monsters weren't allowed to become spirits after the founding of the People's Republic of China?

"Something's wrong. It's absolutely wrong!"

Ma Long's expression was solemn. He decisively raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop.

Whether it's a real ghost or something else, there's definitely something wrong with this place!

Thinking of this, Ma Long looked at Wang Jie beside him and said:

"Wang Jie, go scout ahead."

Wang Jie nodded, then looked up at a black crow circling in the sky, his eyes flashing with an eerie purple light.

In an instant, the black raven's pupils also turned a strange purple. It then stopped circling, began to fly forward, and started looking down at the ground to see if there was anything unusual.

"Uncle Wang Jie awakened a talent for mind control?" Qin Yu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask curiously.

Wang Jie didn't answer, remaining completely focused on controlling the crow above his head. Ma Long, however, nodded and spoke:

"Wang Jie awakened an A-level mental talent—Purple Illusion Demon Eye, which allows him to briefly invade the brain of any creature, manipulate it, and share its vision. Of course, the mental strength of the target he chooses to invade must be lower than his own."

"Damn, this talent is amazing! Now I can openly walk into the women's bathhouse and watch the pretty girls taking a bath!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu's eyes suddenly lit up. He shook his head and clicked his tongue in amazement.

"No wonder Uncle Wang Jie looks so weak, it turns out he's had too many deer."

"Cough cough!!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jie's lips twitched violently with anger, and even the purple light emanating from his eyes dimmed slightly. He wanted nothing more than to shout:

"Slander! This kid is slandering me!!!"

Wang Jie shook his head, quickly composed himself, and continued to focus on controlling the crow to investigate the source of the ghostly sound.

Not long after, Wang Jie's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"I think I know where that ghostly scream is coming from?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback: "Where did they come from?"

Wang Jie slowly pointed ahead with his finger: "There is a speaker 500 meters ahead of us."

"Audio???"

Everyone's eyes widened immediately.

Half a minute later,

As everyone stared at the small black speaker placed in front of them, listening to the extremely eerie screams it continuously emitted, their lips twitched involuntarily.

Good heavens, they thought the ghosts were real spirits, but after all that, it turned out to be just this thing!

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel so angry that their teeth itched.

Damn it, which bastard put this hellish thing here to scare them? How could anyone be so despicable!

"I fucking swear to that DJ!"

Zhao Hu cursed and stomped on the speaker, smashing it to pieces.

Then, in the next moment, a pool of red liquid suddenly burst out from inside the speaker.

"Holy crap!? What is this thing!?"

Seeing the red liquid staining his trousers, Zhao Hu immediately panicked, fearing that it was some kind of corrosive venom.

The others looked at the pool of red liquid on the ground with surprise, wondering what it was.

"Little Tiger, are you alright?"

Ma Long looked at Zhao Hu with a serious expression and asked.