Chapter 392 - Chapter 392: Chapter 391: The Little Devil

Chapter 392: Chapter 391: The Little Devil

After an early dinner, seeing Wang Haiyan’s restlessness, Yang Jian didn’t delay any further. Although he knew Wang Shanshan’s issue wasn’t urgent, he still felt it was important to consider the feelings of a parent.

After all, he came from a single-parent family and understood very well how a mother felt.

“Big Sister Jiang, please keep Auntie Wang company for a while. Wang Shanshan, come upstairs with me. I’ll resolve your issue first,” Yang Jian stood up and said.

Wang Haiyan’s eyes lit up immediately, and she hurriedly urged her daughter to follow.

Wang Shanshan still had an incredibly indifferent demeanor, as if she didn’t care about anything. She simply acknowledged with a soft ‘mm’ and followed.

In the quiet staircase, only the sound of their footsteps echoed.

Yang Jian, walking ahead, remained silent and Wang Shanshan, following behind, didn’t speak either, making the atmosphere somewhat eerie.

“Perhaps I shouldn’t have turned you into this in the first place. Then you wouldn’t have become this neither human nor ghost-like creature,” suddenly, Yang Jian stopped and turned back to look at Wang Shanshan.

As seniors in high school, he and Wang Shanshan weren’t particularly close, but they weren’t on bad terms either, occasionally interacting with each other.

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However, after the supernatural events at No. 7 Middle School, the few survivors had grown much closer to each other.

Yet, of the seven people who left the school alive, few had met a good fate: he became a ghost master, Zhang Wei had died once, Zhao Lei was left with only his body, Wang Shanshan had become neither human nor ghost, Miao Xiaoshan transferred to another place to take the college entrance exam…

“You can’t blame yourself; I would probably be dead if you hadn’t done that,” Wang Shanshan said, shaking her head slightly. Her tone remained cold, but her thinking was normal, no different from an ordinary person.

Yang Jian said, “Being alive can sometimes be more painful than death. It’s tough to feel like a freak. I’ve been there, I know that all too well. And you haven’t truly escaped danger. Remember how you passed out before? That was because of my influence.”

“If I die, you’ll return to that half-dead state, and, in the end, you’ll still die.”

“Then you just have to not die,” Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian shook his head, “Being a ghost master and trying to live for a long time is very difficult. Controlling one ghost carries the risk of a fierce ghost’s revival, while controlling two extends the time but leads to death eventually. I’ve found a special way to resolve the problem of the fierce ghost’s revival, but my body won’t hold out for too long… I still need to seek new fierce ghost powers to meet my personal survival needs and achieve a new balance.”

“That’s too difficult.”

“At least we’re still alive, aren’t we? Much better than the other students who died in the school. So I should be grateful to you for allowing me to survive. And I think this state is quite good. I don’t feel fear, sadness, or heartache. It seems like my whole being has been elevated, maintaining clear thoughts and rationality all the time,” Wang Shanshan spoke.

“This is a terrible state, not a good thing at all. It means you’re moving closer to the nature of ghosts. The only difference is that I’m still alive, and your thoughts can stay continuous. Once this thing fully revives, you’ll be completely eroded by the curse of the ghost eye and become a ghost slave,” Yang Jian replied, pointing to his own forehead.

A crimson ghost eye stretched open the flesh, emanating a faint red glow, eerily surveying its surroundings,

Wang Shanshan wasn’t frightened by these words; she no longer had such emotions. Instead, she managed a pale and strange smile, “So, Yang Jian, you have to survive. For your sake and mine. After all, I’m afraid of dying, and I don’t want to just die like this.”

“I’ll try,” Yang Jian said, looking at her with a complex gaze.

While they were speaking, the two had already reached the fifth floor.

To ensure nothing went wrong, he took out a spare golden box and also exposed the old straw rope wrapped around his wrist.

It was time to resume old practices once again.

If he could solve all the problems brought by the fierce ghosts one day, maybe becoming an obstetrician would be a very promising career.

“I’m going to take out the Ghost Infant from your stomach now. Don’t worry, it won’t be painful. Just stay calm and don’t panic, no matter what happens,” Yang Jian rolled up his sleeves and said seriously.

“Do you need to cut open my stomach?” Wang Shanshan lifted her clothes to reveal her slim and fair waist.

A dancer’s physique, indeed.

Yang Jian said, “Who told you that we need to open up the stomach? Am I that cruel?”

“Isn’t that how it’s done in horror movies?” Wang Shanshan replied.

“I’m much more creepy than what’s shown in horror movies,” Yang Jian said.

No sooner had Yang Jian finished speaking than he abruptly stepped forward, his hand thrusting directly into Wang Shanshan’s stomach, as if to tear a huge hole in her belly.

But eerily, though his hand reached in, Wang Shanshan felt no pain at all.

It was like inserting a hand into a transparent shadow.

With the experience of the previous two surgeries, Yang Jian was much more adept this time. His ghost eye locked onto the special Ghost Infant inside Wang Shanshan’s stomach. Then he grasped it firmly with his hand, perfectly detaching the entity from her body with the powers of the Ghost Domain and Ghost Shadow.

Quickly.

Yang Jian’s hand retracted from Wang Shanshan’s stomach, and in his grasp was an infant slightly larger than a palm.

This baby was faintly green all over, resembling neither a dead infant nor a ferocious Ghost Infant; at this moment, the palm-sized baby had a pair of red eyes open, examining everything around it like ghost eyes.

“Will it start eating people?” Yang Jian stared at the Ghost Infant in his hand in silence, on guard.

Based on his previous understanding of Ghost Infants, one that had just been born would eat the first person it saw.

The first person it saw was himself.

The Ghost Infant should have attacked him spontaneously.

However, after waiting for a while, the Ghost Infant neither attacked Yang Jian nor Wang Shanshan nearby.

“Is this a Ghost Infant?” Wang Shanshan looked at the entity Yang Jian had extracted from her stomach, feeling a bit odd, “It’s almost like a baby I’ve given birth to.”

“Ghost baby?” Yang Jian laughed abruptly, “If this thing gets out of control, it can devour an entire city’s population, even ghosts.”

The ghosts devoured by the Ghost Infant aren’t dead but forcibly absorbed and become a part of its body.

“How do you want to deal with it?” Wang Shanshan asked.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, but he didn’t answer.

Wang Shanshan’s question was something he had been pondering since daytime.

The Ghost Infant was unique; of the many in Dachang City, only the one birthed by Wang Shanshan was an anomaly. It wasn’t controlled by the Hungry Ghost, it hadn’t vanished when the Hungry Ghost was contained

, and it had survived in a new way due to the curse of the Ghost Eye.

This situation was one in a million, a result of various accidents and coincidences.

Therefore, he had been considering two methods of handling it.

Extermination, to prevent further trouble.

It wasn’t a real ghost; such derivations could be killed.

The second method was to control and nurture it.

If successful, Yang Jian could feed it ghosts, allowing it to grow into a terrifying existence even beyond the Hungry Ghost Level.

But it might get out of control; if successful, however, its value would be immense, potentially affecting the entire Asian continent, no, even the global situation.

After all, it was too precious.

“In my current situation, do I still need to fear death?” Yang Jian’s eyes hardened, and he immediately made a decision.

To raise it.

Risk and reward are proportional; without taking a chance, there is never an opportunity.

“I’ve decided to raise it.”

Wang Shanshan, usually indifferent, was taken aback, “You want to raise a little ghost?”

“This is a risky investment, but the profits are high. I have no choice,” Yang Jian said, having made his decision, he would not change it easily, speaking very seriously.

“Then I’ll help you raise it. After all, you can’t carry this thing around with you all the time,” Wang Shanshan said abruptly.

Yang Jian was surprised, “You help me raise it? No, that won’t do. If something goes wrong, you won’t be able to control it.”

Indeed, he couldn’t keep it with him, as it could have a bad influence on him.

So he had thought about keeping it in a safe house to see how things would go, but he hadn’t expected Wang Shanshan to make such a suggestion.

“I seem to have some connection with it; there shouldn’t be any issues,” Wang Shanshan said, looking at the Ghost Infant in Yang Jian’s hands. “Moreover, this is also a trial. If I can help you control it, then it would be valuable. Even though there might be danger, do I look like someone who would fear it now?”

Yang Jian pondered.

He had to admit Wang Shanshan made sense.

Raising a little ghost wasn’t difficult, but the problem was making the mischievous ghost obedient. A noncompliant little ghost was worthless.

He couldn’t always carry it with him, so the best method was to find someone to help watch over it and conduct related research and experiments.

This required tremendous courage as well as ample ability and Yang Jian’s complete trust.

Wang Shanshan had the courage; her resistance to fear was very high now. As for trust, Yang Jian never doubted it, considering Wang Shanshan’s fate had long been intertwined with his.

The only thing lacking was ability.

If things got out of control, Wang Shanshan might be the first to die.

“This is risky; you shouldn’t be the one to do this,” Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan didn’t speak; she just came over and took the Ghost Infant from Yang Jian’s hands.

Yang Jian’s gaze shifted, and he saw the Ghost Infant resting comfortably in Wang Shanshan’s hands without showing any malice; the rules of the Ghost Infant’s killings seemed to have failed.

“Look, it’s quite cute, kind of resembles you,” Wang Shanshan eyed the Ghost Infant in her hands.

Then she added, “You saved me before at the risk of your own life. There’s no reason you should always be the one taking risks while I should just be saved by rights.”

“So I can take risks too…”

Hearing her say this, Yang Jian stopped persuading, “Since you’ve decided, I’ll say no more. I respect your choice, but the Ghost Infant is very dangerous, and being with your family could hurt them, so you’ll need to go somewhere quiet where you can live alone.”

“Where do you think is good?” Wang Shanshan stroked the infant in her hands as if it were a little kitten.

Yang Jian looked out the window toward the inside of the neighborhood, “This complex is large, and at the very back there’s a construction site that isn’t finished yet. There’s a temple there that Zhang Xiangu recently completed. You can stay there. I’ll give you my satellite phone number, so you can notify me immediately if anything happens.”

“Besides that, I need to take some protective measures, just to be safe.”

“What kind of protective measures?” Wang Shanshan inquired.

“Give the Ghost Infant to me. I want to try to alter its memory to make it obedient. I just don’t know if it will work,” Yang Jian said.

He intended to use the Ghost Newspaper for a test.

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