"Hmph! I knew it. These brainless freaks didn't stand a chance the moment Brother Qin stepped in."
Chen Hao immediately perked up at the sight of the countless motionless Ghost servants hanging in the sky.
And he started boasting again.
"Exactly! Brother Qin is unstoppable! These ghosts aren't much after all. With Brother Qin here, getting out is just a matter of minutes."
Suppressing his inner shock, Li Zifeng quickly chimed in with praise.
Calling him "Brother Qin" with effortless smoothness.
Seeing this, Chen Hao shot him a wary look.
Damn!
Is this guy trying to cling to the big shot now too?
"Qin Feng, you're amazing! You took out all those ghosts in one go!"
Tang Ruobing looked at Qin Feng with admiration.
A capable man always attracts women without even trying.
At the same time, she thought to herself: I'm saved.
But now wasn't the right time. She planned to ask for Qin Feng's help—no, his rescue—after this Paranormal Incident was over.
"Let's move."
Qin Feng gently slipped his arm free and took the lead.
The rest immediately followed behind him.
With every step Qin Feng took, the dreamscape moved forward as well.
More and more white silk ribbons descended from the sky.
Whenever they touched a Ghost servant, they would instantly loop around it and hoist it into the air.
After all, Ghost servants were just half-human, half-ghost beings corrupted by Paranormal Energy.
Against the split bodies of the White Silk Ghost, suppressing them was child's play.
Moreover, under the power of those spectral white silks, the Ghost servants disintegrated into ash and vanished.
Qin Feng was quite satisfied.
He hadn't expected his simulation of the White Silk Ghost's power to prove useful so quickly.
Before long, they were far away from the hotel.
"Zhang Jian, Liu Guang, look! Qin Feng and Chen Hao… they've vanished!"
A few classmates who hadn't followed Qin Feng's directions had run back into the hotel lobby.
One of them turned around to look—and saw that Qin Feng's group had disappeared, as if they had stepped out of this black-and-white photo world.
A sense of regret instantly welled up inside him.
The others also stopped and looked back—only to see an empty scene.
They too began to feel deep regret.
"Eh? Qian Feng, what's going on with your neck?"
Liu Guang, standing behind him, noticed something unusual.
"What? Don't scare me!"
Qian Feng immediately reached behind to touch his neck.
"Y-your skin… it's turning black and white!"
Another person pointed at him in alarm.
"Liu Guang, your arm's the same—it's losing color!"
Zhang Jian suddenly realized something terrible and cried out in fear.
"And you too…"
Back with Qin Feng—Inside the second layer of the dreamscape—
"Chen Hao, your… your arm!"
Tang Ruobing, walking beside him, suddenly noticed something odd.
The others, including Chen Hao himself, turned to look.
They saw a small patch of skin on his arm had turned black and white.
"Holy crap, Brother Qin, save me!"
Chen Hao jumped in shock, nearly yelling.
He knew exactly what this meant—and so did the others.
It meant he was slowly being assimilated into this monochrome world.
"Relax. It's just Paranormal Energy corrosion. Once we're out of the ghost's Ghost Domain, you'll gradually recover."
Qin Feng explained.
Chen Hao let out a massive sigh of relief.
He was still young, a second-generation rich kid with a bright future—of course he didn't want to die so soon.
"Hey, don't all stare at me. Maybe you've got this too!"
Chen Hao, annoyed by the stares, spoke up.
The others quickly began checking themselves.
Hiss!!
Seeing small patches of black-and-white skin on their bodies, they were all horrified, hair standing on end, chills running down their spines.
Damn it, I don't want to become a ghost!
"Brother Qin, maybe we should pick up the pace…"
Li Zifeng said anxiously.
The others also looked pleadingly at Qin Feng, all desperate to escape this cursed place.
"Alright, let's speed it up."
Qin Feng agreed.
He wanted to get them out quickly too—then he could focus on capturing this ghost.
Meanwhile, five kilometers ahead of them—A distinct boundary line separated the black-and-white world from reality.
Twenty meters away from the black-and-white edge, a large group of personnel were busy working: evacuating crowds, setting up barricades, and deploying defenses.
But among them, two figures stood out.
They stood just one meter from the boundary, staring grimly at the monochrome world ahead.
"Damn it. What rotten luck—first day in Jiangcheng City and this crap hits."
One of them, a pale, haggard man with bloodshot eyes and a cigarette hanging from his lips, scowled.
His aura was cold and oppressive.
His name was Zhuang Ming, a Ghost Tamer from the Capital Headquarters sent to retrieve the Hanging Ghost.
Although technically, it had already evolved into the Back-Silhouette Ghost.
As soon as he arrived in Jiangcheng, this Paranormal Incident broke out.
Headquarters had naturally ordered him to assist.
He had assumed it would be a Class B incident at worst.
But upon arriving and finding he couldn't even enter the Ghost Domain, he realized this ghost was at least Class A.
That made him particularly irritable.
The other person standing nearby was Liu Qingrou.
"Hey, girl, are you sure that kid can make it out?"
"He's not dead in there already?"
"Heh, just a newbie. Surviving a Paranormal Incident that's at least Class A? Fat chance."
Zhuang Ming's tone was full of mockery and disdain.
In his view, someone who had only been a Ghost Tamer for less than five days had virtually no chance of surviving—Let alone leading a group of classmates out alive.
Pure fantasy.
"Officer Zhuang Ming, I suggest you mind your tone."
"Officer Qin Feng is very capable. If he says he can make it out, he will. I won't allow you to insult him."
Liu Qingrou replied coldly.
Clearly, she was fed up with this arrogant Ghost Tamer from the Capital.
Hmph!
You can't even enter the Ghost Domain, and you still look down on others? Where's your sense of superiority even coming from?
"I say, stop wasting time here. Better request backup from Headquarters instead of waiting for that kid—he's not coming back."
Zhuang Ming scoffed again.
Just as the words left his mouth—The black-and-white world in front of them suddenly rippled and twisted.
Next moment—It was as if space itself had been torn open like cloth.
A spatial rift—five meters tall and ten meters wide—appeared.
Through it, they saw a group of people.
Leading them—was Qin Feng.
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