Yang Jian at this moment, forced into a dream through the Evil Hound to determine whether Tong Qianâs consciousness was still present.
This method, although a bit unconventional, proved effective.
This is the world of dreams.
Even though it is still the operating room.
However, outside this operating room is no longer the hospital.
After Yang Jian walked out, he arrived at a familiar yet eerily quiet village. This village was his old home, a place he arrived at every time he entered the Nightmare World. As for why this happens, he doesnât know.
He looked slightly into the distance.
Besides this village, there was a small path leading to a European-style ancient castle in the distance.
However, that was the source of another supernatural event.
âNo sign of Tong Qian.â Yang Jian stood inside the empty village and did not find any other people here.
No one can hide in the dream of the Evil Hound.
âIs Tong Qianâs consciousness having issues? Or is it that the Evil Hound cannot pull Tong Qianâs consciousness into the dream?â
Yang Jian lowered his head into contemplation.
This situation can only lead to two conclusions.
Either Tong Qian is dead, or her consciousness has issues.
âIf Tong Qianâs consciousness has vanished, then the trouble is huge. But this matter is not yet confirmed; it needs further observation. If Tong Qian does not wake up in a few days, then itâs necessary to consider the aftermath.â
Such was Yang Jianâs thought process.
Soon, he exited the world of dreams.
Everything in the operating room was as usual; Tong Qian was still in a coma, but her current state was already indistinguishable from a normal person, with vital signs approaching normal.
âKeep him at the hospital for observation for a few days.â
Yang Jian checked briefly and believed that he had done all he could; the rest was up to Tong Qian.
After leaving the operating room, Yang Jiang instructed the doctor to move Tong Qian to the intensive care ward for observation. If there was any movement, they should contact him immediately.
Taking advantage of this time, Yang Jian also took a rest.
Time reached the second day.
This day of rest was uncomfortable for Yang Jian.
His Ghost Hand remained charred, occasionally sparking, at any moment ready to reignite. Fortunately, the Supernatural Power from Ghost Lake was continuously corroding itself, making it difficult for the Ghost Hand to reignite, barely maintaining a relatively fragile balance.
But Yang Jian understands that this situation is dire; once he continues using supernatural power, this balance will undoubtedly fail.
Either he would be thoroughly melted by the Ghost Lakeâs Supernatural Power, or ignited by the charred Ghost Hand.
Of course, thereâs a way not to get charred, which is to chop off this hand and abandon controlling the Ghost Hand.
But if Yang Jian did so, then the erosion by Ghost Lake couldnât be blocked.
At that time, he might only survive in the Ghost Shadow state, and as Ghost Lakeâs Supernatural Power further erodes, his consciousness might also be affectedâŠ
After all, Ghost Lake is an S-level supernatural event, and Yang Jian isnât sure a dead Ghost Shadow can ignore the erosion of Ghost Lakeâs supernatural power.
âIndeed, as long as youâre in the supernatural circle, frequently dealing with the supernatural, even if youâre an anomaly, you will eventually face the outcome of supernatural imbalance and ghost resurgence again. In hindsight, those people from the Republic era living till now and meeting their demise is quite a feat.â Yang Jian slightly shook his head.
The longer you stay in the supernatural circle, the more you can appreciate the previous generationâs resilience and intimidation.
Time turns out to be the greatest enemy of those who control ghosts.
Surviving half a year, a year driving ghosts isnât much, but living ten, twenty, or even many decades while constantly interacting with the supernatural is truly remarkable.
âForget it, letâs stop thinking about it. Itâs time to carry on the wrapping-up tasks.â
Yang Jian decided to head to the Kaiser Hotel once again.
The fire that burned for two days should have extinguished by now.
He prepared with Li Yang before setting off again.
Once more standing before the Kaiser Hotel, long sealed off.
âA burnt smell.â Li Yang sniffed the air. Although everything was normal at Kaiser Hotel, there was a peculiar scent in the air.
This was the smell of burnt corpses.
If someone works at a crematorium, they could clearly identify this scent.
âHas the supernatural scent reached reality? It seems the last fire was terrifying.â
Yang Jian frowned: âBe careful, a fire may scatter lots of supernatural, even ghosts, but what remains in such circumstances is the most frightening.â
âCaptain, rest assured, I understand.â Li Yang nodded.
The two entered the hotel once more.
On the fourth floor of the hotel, they found the golden door.
However, at this moment, the eerie passageway behind the golden door had vanished. The door stood solitary here, gleaming in the dim environment, appearing very striking.
âThe passage has disappeared? It seems the fire altered the terrain over there.â Yang Jian said.
Li Yang attempted cautiously to open the door.
The heavy solid door was not locked; anyone could open it, but it might be different for a ghost, as ghosts lack human intelligence and cannot affect gold; to a ghost, this door was nothing more than a wall, ghosts wouldnât even notice it.
Cre-eak!
The door opened.
The black dust splattered as the pungent smell of burning intensified in the air.
Behind the door was a vast open space, as if in a burned-out building on the first floor, with charred walls and ground filling the area. Just opening the door kicked up a large amount of black dust, making one cough.
This black dust should be the ashes of burned bodies.
Thereâs just an overwhelming amount of ashes here, covering the ground in a thick layer.
Yang Jian turned on a flashlight he had prepared long ago, then walked in.
He didnât need a flashlight due to his Ghost Eyes, but Li Yang couldnât see, so the flashlight was for Li Yang.
As he stepped onto the thick ashes, Yang Jian seemed to feel residual warmth underfoot.
âCaptain, the plan was a success, all the bodies have disappeared.â Li Yang also entered, turning on his flashlight and remembering to close the door.
This was to prevent any ghosts from taking advantage of the gap to escape.
âLook around, under normal calculations, that furnace should still be there, and the ghost on the third floor should still be here as well because a ghost canât be killed. Even if burned, it canât be reduced to ashes.â Yang Jian started looking around.
Soon after.
He caught a glimpse of a faint flickering of firelight.
Immediately, he strode over.
Underneath the piled ashes, a furnace was buried. Just approaching it, Yang Jian could feel the heat.
But this heat was bearable for now.
He immediately reached over, brushed aside the ashes, and lifted the furnace.
Without the ashes covering it, the furnace emitted a glow once more.
The flame wasnât large, but it was quite noticeable.
Yang Jianâs expression shifted slightly, he put down the furnace and quickly retreated: âDonât get close, the ghost beside the furnace is still there.â
In the Ghost Eyesâ view, an eerie red-skinned figure gradually emerged around the furnace.
However, as Yang Jian quickly retreated, this red figure slowly disappeared again.
Li Yang didnât dare to approach, knowing the fearsome nature of the furnace.
Fortunately, the supernatural itemâs impact range was limited, once more than ten meters away, it essentially had no effect.
âLetâs leave this furnace here, donât touch it, we might need it in the future.â Yang Jian said.
He didnât plan on taking it away, as this item was dangerous, better left inside the Kaiser Hotel.
âCaptain, we should find your weapon first,â Li Yang suggested.
âNo rush, one step at a time. My weapon wonât run away if left here, nor can the ghost take it away.â Yang Jian replied, not worried about losing his weapon, therefore not anxious to search for it.
Then, the two cautiously continued searching the post-fire third floor.
Li Yang tripped over something while walking.
After brushing away the ashes, his expression changed dramatically, it was a charred corpse.
The body was intact, with nothing missing, and there seemed to be flickers of flames beneath the charred skin.
âThis should be a ghost.â Li Yangâs eyes shifted as he reached this conclusion.
Any corpses holding supernatural power would be burned to ash, only ghosts wouldnât be destroyed by fire.
âLet me take a look.â Yang Jian quickly approached, observing the charred corpse.
âIndeed itâs a ghost, but not the ghost from the third floor, probably another ghost wandering from other floors during the fire. This ghost seems to be in a dead state now because the furnace fire inside it hasnât gone out. Once it does, the ghost will awaken again.â
Yang Jian crouched down, prying open the charred corpseâs mouth.
Sparks immediately emerged from its mouth.
This indicated the corpse was still burning.
âNo immediate danger, letâs keep looking.â Yang Jian picked up the mummy and tossed it beside the furnace.
Li Yang nodded and continued searching.
At this moment, Yang Jian followed his memory and found his cracked long spear.
The cracked long spear, standing in the dust like a charred stick, was covered in black dust.
Yang Jian walked over and blew on it.
The dust dispersed, and the golden cracked shaft gleamed, still bright and undamaged.
Grabbing and lifting it.
Yang Jianâs gaze sharpened, feeling something heavy beneath the cracked spear.
Soon after.
After scattering the ashes, he saw that a corpse had been nailed beneath the cracked spear.
Though covered in ashes, this corpse showed no signs of charring.
âAs expected, when I first used this spear, I did indeed pin a ghost, but the third floorâs ghost wasnât entirely within one body, so the ghost I encountered later was just a part of it.â
Yang Jian could now confirm this.
He had pinned part of the third floorâs ghost, but another part had hidden in other corpses, reawakening by borrowing another body.
âEven after pinning a portion, the third floorâs ghost remained terrifyingly ferocious, had I not pinned part of it back then, I might have fallen victim to this ghost.â Reflecting on this, Yang Jian couldnât help but feel a tinge of fear.
He dared not remove the Coffin Nail, fearing the third floorâs ghost would immediately revive.
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