A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

He was then dragged into the lake by the black water.

Inside the meeting room, someone abruptly turned their head away, unable to bear watching any longer.

But most people didn't look away.

Because they have to watch.

This is the order they gave.

They have no right to close their eyes.

The second ghost has arrived.

The third ghost has arrived.

More and more vengeful ghosts are being introduced into the battlefield.

Some volunteers were killed by the ghosts behind them before they even got close to the black water.

But the ghost continued forward.

Because the presence of living people has been passed on and guided by more and more people.

After one person fell, another person immediately rushed to their aid.

They are like burning threads, leading the ghosts in the darkness to the same place.

The edge of Ghost Lake was in complete chaos.

A knock came at the door.

The sound of crying rang out.

Footsteps sounded.

Someone is calling out a name that doesn't exist.

Someone had their neck snapped by an unseen hand while running.

Even though someone is already dead, their body is still propelled forward by inertia.

The black water seemed to have smelled blood, and surged wildly.

Zhang Dong's body stopped moving.

He seemed to be dealing with these intruding supernatural beings.

But the starving ghost wouldn't give him a chance.

The food has arrived.

A large amount of food has arrived.

Its rules were fully activated at this moment.

The starving ghost suddenly emerged from the black water and swallowed the nearest knocking ghost whole.

The ghost had just raised its hand, ready to knock on a door that didn't exist.

But before his hand could even fall, it was bitten to pieces along with half of his body by the starving ghost.

Click.

Click.

The sound made my teeth ache.

The starving ghost's belly was visibly bulging.

Its skin began to crack.

There was no blood in the crack.

Instead, it was a bottomless blackness.

It then pounced on the second ghost.

That ghost will chase after people who are running.

high speed.

It was as fast as a blurry shadow.

But the starving ghost is faster.

Because in the eyes of a starving ghost, these are not enemies.

It's food.

It doesn't need to hide.

No need for protection.

As long as you eat.

The chasing ghost stumbled into the arms of the starving ghost, triggering a pattern of murder.

The hungry ghost's chest collapsed instantly, as if it had been pierced by some force.

But the next moment, it lowered its head and shoved the ghost whole into its mouth.

The collapse in his chest quickly recovered.

But her belly got even bigger.

The third one.

The fourth one.

The fifth one.

The vengeful spirits were continuously devoured.

The starving ghost's body began to change.

It is no longer like a child.

Its body is elongated.

The bluish-black skin peeled off little by little.

What was revealed was not flesh and blood, but a twisted shadow.

The shadow resembled a person, yet it didn't.

Its belly was still swollen.

However, the edges of the body were no longer visible.

It looked as if the outlines of countless vengeful ghosts overlapped on its body.

Its mouth is gone.

Or rather, its entire body is a mouth.

Ghosts that approach it, no matter which direction they come from, will be swallowed by its shadow.

The black water tried to drag it back to the bottom of the lake.

But this time, the starving ghost was not held back.

It stood up.

They truly stood up.

The black water only reached its ankles.

Those pale hands grasped it, only to be swallowed up by the shadows surrounding it.

One by one, the hands disappeared.

One by one, the bloated faces were eaten.

For the first time, a large gap appeared in the surface of Ghost Lake.

On the headquarters screen, even the monitor's voice had changed.

"The ghostly energy fluctuations are surging!"

"It has already surpassed the previous peak!"

"It's still rising!"

"It's devouring everything in Ghost Lake!"

Everyone in the conference room stood up.

They saw hope.

Hope built with lives.

Qin Taotao stared intently at the screen.

She saw a volunteer leading a headless ghost to the edge of the black water.

Just as the man was about to continue forward, his body suddenly froze.

The pattern of the headless ghost has been triggered.

His head drooped.

I can't lift it anymore.

But before he collapsed, he used his last bit of strength to tear open the blood bag strapped to his body.

Blood mist sprayed out.

The headless ghost was simultaneously drawn in by the scent of blood and the aura of a starving ghost.

It turned to the starving ghost.

The next instant, it was swallowed by shadow.

The volunteer fell into the black water and sank quickly.

Qin Taotao closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had turned cold and hard.

This sacrifice must not be in vain.

We must not let this go to waste.

In the middle of the Blackwater, Zhang Dong's body finally moved.

He turned around.

The movements remained sluggish.

This time, however, he was not facing a starving ghost half-submerged in the lake.

Instead, it was a massive shadow.

The shadows stood above the ghost lake, as if darkening the black water.

It has no fixed shape.

Sometimes they act like babies.

Sometimes I act like a child.

Sometimes it resembles an adult with a deformed, bloated belly.

More often than not, it is just a constantly wriggling black shadow.

Complete form.

S-class vengeful ghost, starving ghost.

It is no longer the ghost baby that was dragged into the lake.

It's not a monster that can only feed on black water by instinct.

It ate too many ghosts.

With each one eaten, the rules become more terrifying.

With each bite it takes from the Ghost Lake, it gains more power to resist.

Now, it finally stood before Zhang Dong's corpse.

Zhang Dong's corpse raised its hand.

The erasure will return.

A corner of the shadow disappeared.

But as soon as that corner disappeared, more shadows filled in.

This is no longer a simple recovery.

Instead, it involves devouring and replenishing.

The starving ghosts see the erased void as a new hunger.

It began to devour the supernatural traces left by the erasure force.

Zhang Dong's hand paused slightly on the corpse.

Even though it was just one meal.

But everyone at headquarters saw it.

"efficient!"

Someone cried out.

"Even a starving ghost can withstand Zhang Dong's erasure!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dong's corpse took another step forward.

The black water suddenly sank.

A bottomless vortex appeared beneath the feet of the starving ghost.

There were countless corpses in that whirlpool.

elder.

Child.

the man.

woman.

They were all soaked until they turned white, and they reached out to grab the starving ghost.

This is the dragging of Ghost Lake.

It's stronger than before.

It wants to drag the fully-formed starving ghost in as well.

But the shadow on the starving ghost suddenly spread, and the outstretched hands that touched the shadow were bitten off one by one.

A dense, chewing sound emanated from the vortex.

The voice didn't come from the mouth of the starving ghost, but from the entire shadow.

Ghost Lake is dragging it down.

It is eating ghost lake.

Zhang Dong is erasing it.

It is replenishing itself with the vengeful spirits it has devoured.

The three rules collided again.

This time, however, the situation is no longer one-sided.

The black coffin shook even more violently.

thump.

thump.

thump.

Black water kept gushing out from the cracks in the coffin lid, and the female corpse inside seemed to sense a threat.

The expansion of Ghost Lake suddenly accelerated, and the streets outside the blockade zone were flooded with black water.

Several driverless cars lost contact instantly.

Volunteers who had not yet evacuated were swept away by the water. Before being dragged away, some of them turned on the last recording device.

The sound playing inside was a rapid heartbeat.

The records show that this heartbeat could attract a ghost hiding in the hospital.

And the ghost had already arrived.

It was wearing a worn-out hospital gown.

My chest feels empty.

Without a heart, it walked step by step into the black water, and was finally swallowed by the starving ghost.

The shadow of the starving ghost has expanded even further.

It looked like it had been thoroughly fed.

But it will never be full.

Hunger is its most fundamental rule, and Zhang Dong's corpse's hand fell into the shadows.

A large area of ​​shadow was erased.

The hungry ghost did not retreat; instead, it pressed forward, its shadow covering half of Zhang Dong's arm.

The next moment, a patch of lividity on Zhang Dong's arm was gone.

It looks like it's been gnawed off.

Inside the meeting room, everyone's heart was pounding.

It ate Zhang Dong.

Although it's only a very small part.

But that was indeed a part of the supernatural presence surrounding Zhang Dong's corpse.

This means that the starving ghost has become qualified to threaten Zhang Dong's corpse.

Zhang Dong's body slowly lowered its head, his tightly closed eyes still not opening.

But the entire Ghost Lake seemed to pause for a moment.

Then, black water erupted.

It's not a joke.

It was a wall.

A wall composed of countless corpses and black water.

It surrounded the starving ghost from all directions.

To completely seal it inside, the shadow on the hungry ghost also spread.

It is no longer just standing.

It begins to cover.

It covers the black water.

Cover the corpses, cover those pale hands.

Everything covered by shadow is disappearing.

It was eaten.

It was swallowed.

It was part of being turned into a starving ghost during their growth.

The equipment at headquarters began to malfunction.

The screen flickered frame by frame.

Sometimes you can see Zhang Dong's corpse raising its hand, sometimes you can see the shadow of the starving ghost expanding, and sometimes the whole scene is filled with black water.

Someone hurriedly switched to the backup monitoring, but the backup monitoring also started to become blurry.

The supernatural confrontation is too intense.

Ordinary equipment is simply not capable of long-term observation; the situation can only be judged through strange fluctuations.

The monitor stared at the data, his voice hoarse.

"The fluctuations in Zhang Dong's body have not decreased."

"The fluctuations in Ghost Lake are still intensifying."

"The fluctuations of the starving ghosts are also increasing."

"They...they've reached equilibrium."