Chapter 242: Chapter 242 The First Attack
âSomething is very wrong here.â
Zhang Han, who was at the front, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Listening to the footsteps coming from the corridor above, it seemed like a group of people was descending the stairs, while at the same time, there were sounds of footsteps climbing up from the lower floors.
The sounds were dull, devoid of the lightness, variation, and liveliness of normal human footsteps, only a mechanical stiffness remained.
Everyone present had dealt with supernatural events before, and upon hearing this kind of footsteps, they were acutely aware of what was happening around them.
âItâs more than just wrong; itâs as if weâre surrounded. The ghosts from earlier couldnât have already woken up, could they?â Sun Yi started to panic.
âWe canât go forward, and we canât go back. What do we do now? Isnât this a dead end? Are these things trying to force us to jump from this ten-story building?â
âI donât mind jumping. Itâs just that Professor Wang wonât be able to withstand it.â
Wang Xiaomingâs expression was changing, but he remained calm; âThereâs no need to panic. A direct confrontation was bound to happen sooner or later. If you withstand this wave of attacks, the situation will turn around, everything will change. If you canât, then prepare yourselves to die here together.â
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The implication was that there was no intention to flee, but to stand and fight.
âProfessor Wang, what are you joking about? Listening to these footsteps, itâs not just one or twoâitâs far too many. How can we withstand that?â Someone was flabbergasted.
âNo, youâre wrong. Thereâs only one real ghost. What weâre about to face are all Ghost Infants, which are derived from the main one. I believe these are incomplete ghosts, unable to possess all the characteristics of a real ghost. The ghost child that passed us earlier is the best proof of that.â
âBesides, Yang Jian has gone to fetch what I need. If the ghosts attack us, that means heâs safe. As long as his mission isnât compromised, the plan is still on track.â
Zhao Kaiming said with a stern face, âBut what if he doesnât come? Arenât we going to die in vain here? Professor, arenât you being a bit too reckless by putting all your hopes on him? I donât trust Yang Jian.â
âItâs not that I want to put all my hopes on him; I have no other choice,â said Wang Xiaoming calmly. âAnd he will come. Heâs a smart man. Itâs in his best interest for us not to die; if he were the only ghost controller left in Dachang City, his own chances of survival would diminish greatly.â
âItâs decided then. This isnât the place for a confrontation. Follow me. I remember thereâs a ward on this level with a window that leads to a small platform where the air conditioners are. We can get to the floor below through there. It might not be much, but at least itâs an escape routeâbetter than being trapped on three sides here.â
After finishing, Wang Xiaoming immediately took action.
âDamn it, looks like we have to fight for it. If Iâd known it was going to be like this, I would have gone with Yang Jian,â cursed Zhang Han under his breath, hurrying back to follow the others to a ward on this level.
Just as the group hadnât gotten far, the dull footsteps reached the corner of the stairs below, and through the dark green murkiness, it was clear to see figures slowly ascending, coming to a halt on their floor.
Simultaneously, the footsteps from above also reached their level.
Two streams of dark green figures converged, completely sealing off the stairwell.
From the vague silhouettes, it was apparent that the numbers werenât just a few or a dozen; there were at least twenty or thirty.
But it didnât stop there.
âDing~!â
The sound of the elevator operating came to a halt, and the hospitalâs two large elevators arrived on their floor at the same moment.
The doors of both elevators opened automatically, and inside stood more figures.
From upstairs, downstairs, and the elevators, the figures converged, all silent, all moving stiffly through the dimly lit hospital, and their direction was shockingly unifiedâtowards where Wang Xiaoming and the others had left.
This floor became even darker, and in this darkness, it seemed as if everything around was gradually disappearing.
As if being swallowed, leaving behind only a blurry outline, until even that outline was gone.
âThis is it.â
Wang Xiaoming led the others to a relatively spacious ward. It was empty of patients, having been evacuated earlier, leaving behind only empty beds.
âClose the door first, then tie together the bed sheets to make a rope. If we really canât hold on, weâll retreat. But in my view, this retreat is just a delayâfruitless if the situation canât be reversed.â
The others kept silent, hurriedly locking the door and barricading it with useless items.
Yet everyone knew very well that such measures wouldnât affect the overall situationâghosts would find you regardless of where you hide.
When the key moment came, they would have to rely on their own ghosts.
Only the power of ghosts could contend with ghosts.
Even so⊠deep down, they still felt extremely uncertain.
The power they could draw from fierce ghosts was limited, whereas real ghosts were limitless.
Just as everyone was using bed sheets to untie knots, leaving a route for retreat, heavy footsteps echoed through the corridor outside. The footsteps were dense and numerous, the quantity of those beings outside could be felt even through the walls.
âTheyâre here.â Zhao Kaiming whispered.
Everyoneâs heart chilled, and their hands involuntarily stopped what they were doing.
The ghosts had found them.
Right outside the door, just a wall away.
Wang Xiaoming didnât speak anymore, he just stood at the back holding a flashlight, shining it forward to maintain the surrounding light, while also keeping absolutely calm.
He was just an ordinary person, he had no means to counter this situation, and since his trip to Dachang City was quite hasty, he hadnât brought many life-saving items. Even Li Jun, who was supposed to protect him, was left behind in the laboratory.
So what he could do now was just to keep quiet and not to be a burden to the ghost-manipulators.
All eyes were fixed on the door that had been sealed off, hearts raised to their throats.
They were terrified that the door before them would be pushed open by the ghosts at any moment, and then flood in and kill them instantly.
However, the situation was not as imagined.
The footsteps outside the door suddenly disappeared.
No, not disappeared, but the ghosts outside had stopped walking and stood outside the ward.
The dense footsteps began to gradually disappear.
This disappearance didnât bring any relief, on the contrary, it was incredibly heavy because the fading of each footstep meant a ghost had taken its place outside the door.
âWhy havenât they attacked directly? What are they waiting for?â Zhang Hanâs palms were covered in cold sweat.
He felt this incident was much more terrifying than the incident at Huanggang Village.
âLook, the wall has changed.â Suddenly, Sun Yi pointed forward in shock.
But they saw that the wall, which had blocked the group of ghosts, was now rapidly dimming, its color blending with the surrounding environment, turning into a dark, cyan haze.
Only this dark, cyan haze was much thicker, like darkness itself.
Even the flashlight could no longer illuminate this wall.
At this moment, everyone couldnât help but retreat, not daring to get close to this pitch-black wall anymore.
Then, in the next moment, something terrifying happened.
A protruding outline suddenly appeared on the pitch-black wall in front of them, at first it was just slightly elevated, but soon the raised outline became clearer, and the dark wall rapidly formed into the shape of a human face.
There were eyes, a nose, facial features.
As this human face became clearer, the darkness began to recede, and a blue-black skinned deathly face appeared before everyone.
At first glance, it seemed as though a dead person had been embedded alive into the wall.
The eyes on this dead face were empty sockets with eyes inside, but they were pitch black without pupils, revealing an eerie color. Yet those dark eyes moved slightly when they saw the people, revealing a sinister and bone-chilling violence.
As if everyone had been targeted, it sent a shiver down their spines.
And just below this face on the wall, a slight bulge appeared, and the contour of a body began to emerge.
A blue-black arm, marred with what seemed to be postmortem lividity, stretched out from the wall.
This ghost was actually passing through the wall forcefully, ignoring the barrier.
And it wasnât just this one face, other parts of the wall began to show more outlines of faces one after another.
One, two, three⊠dozens of faces imprinted on the dark wall, and quickly passed through it, attempting to enter the ward.
Although they knew that a single wall couldnât stop these ghosts, the way they entered the ward was chilling to the bone.
âThey can even change matter? This is no longer something that can be done by just a Ghost Domain.â Wang Xiaoming deeply furrowed his brow, and for some reason, he felt like this mission was going to end in a terrible defeat.
âLetâs stop them together.â A ghost-manipulator issued a horrified and desperate low growl.
At this time, there was no need to be stingy with the power of the fierce ghosts; if they couldnât withstand this wave of assault, everyone would die.
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