Chapter 291 - Chapter 291: Chapter 290 Dismissal

Chapter 291: Chapter 290 Dismissal

Although he felt a bit of sympathy for Xiong Wenwen’s single-parent family circumstances, he was not ready to suddenly have a ten-year-old son.

He could only refuse this introduction.

As for whether his mother was pretty or not, Yang Jian was not interested. His own situation was quite dire, and he had no interest in going on a match-making appointment.

“You want to find a match for your mother, and that’s a kind gesture, but you should know that people like us are not suited for settling down. Who knows when we might die in some supernatural event? Even if we don’t die in an incident, our lives won’t be long. The problem of the resurgence of evil spirits remains unsolved, so it’s best to let your mother marry an ordinary person,”

Yang Jian informed Xiong Wenwen frankly.

Not to mention that most ghost hunters have physical and mental issues, even if not, getting married and having children would only add to the sorrow.

Yan Li, Zhao Kaiming, Zhang Han… those ghost hunters with families did not have an easy life.

Even Yang Jian himself, in order to make money for his mother’s retirement, was driven to desperation. If he hadn’t survived the Huanggang Village incident and delayed the resurgence of evil spirits, he would have ended up like the others.

“You’re so powerful, you surely won’t die easily. Ordinary people are all useless; faced with supernatural events, they only run and scream, not surviving even three seconds,” Xiong Wenwen said; “If my mom is going to marry, she should marry the strongest person.”

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“Xiong Wenwen, I strongly agree with that statement. I’m increasingly convinced that I am the strongest ‘dad’ you’re looking for. So… be my son,” Cao Yang walked over and said, “I really don’t mind if your mom remarries.”

“You trash, you’re destined to be cannon fodder who fails miserably.”

Xiong Wenwen gave him the middle finger without holding back: “A dead man wanting to get married? Go home and lie in your coffin.”

Cao Yang laughed and said, “Are you so sure Yang Jian will live longer? He’s now famously known in the circle as ‘Ghost Eye Yang Jian’, and the burdens ahead of him won’t be light.”

Those who were observant could tell that, although Yang Jian had made a name for himself, if similar major events occurred in the future, headquarters would surely call upon him.

Surviving one S-rank supernatural event doesn’t guarantee survival through a second or third one; any of those could be the end.

“I’m certain he will live longer than you, this useless piece,” Xiong Wenwen said.

Cao Yang said nonchalantly, “Well then, let’s just wait and see. The only skill I lack is being able to hold back. It seems like I’m the only one from our batch of international ghost hunters who is still doing well. Oh right, there’s also Feng Quan; I heard he got caught in an event but was later rescued. I wonder how he is doing now.”

While speaking, he glanced at Yang Jian again.

Cao Yang had met Feng Quan, who was also quite adept at self-preservation. In the early days, despite a very low success rate, he managed to harness two ghosts. It’s a pity he still met with disaster. If Yang Jian hadn’t rescued him, he would have been done for too.

Seeing that Yang Jian did not respond,

Cao Yang thought he wouldn’t get any details about that special event, so he didn’t pursue the matter further and continued, “Never mind, let’s not talk about that. It’s getting late, and I have to catch the next flight. The communication officer said that a special event happened in the city I’m responsible for. I don’t know if it’s a supernatural event; I have to go and verify it.”

“Yang Jian, if you happen to pass by my place, I’ll treat you to a meal,”

Leaving behind a word of courtesy, not wanting to offend Yang Jian, who seemed somewhat frighteningly formidable, Cao Yang quickly left.

The other ghost hunters had also been temporarily deployed from all over the country, and now that the event in Dachang City was over and they had stayed long enough, they were beginning to return to their respective jurisdictions.

After all, considering the current situation, there was a significant shortage of international ghost hunters.

The shortage was partly due to a lack of personnel, but the most important factor was the high mortality rate. Some international ghost hunters might not survive even a month after taking up the position.

The extremely high death rate made many afraid to become international ghost hunters.

After all, being cautious could help one live a bit longer.

Before leaving, everyone else greeted Yang Jian, who, regardless of anything, had demonstrated his strength. Even if he didn’t solely resolve the S-rank supernatural event, his own abilities were not to be underestimated. Just like Lin Long, many coveted Yang Jian’s Ghost Candle but dared not voice such thoughts anymore.

If Yang Jian were truly weak, then sorry to say, it wasn’t just Lin Long who would claim the Ghost Candle—everyone else would too.

The strong prey on the weak; there’s no reason needed, at most they’d give you some money out of consideration for appearances.

“I’m leaving too. I hope there’s a chance to see you all again,” Yang Jian glanced at Xiong Wenwen, Tong Qian, Zhao Jianguo, Li Jun, and others.

This gathering of various parties was unlikely to recur for many in the future.

However, just as he was about to leave, Wang Xiaoming popped up from somewhere again, handing him several printed sheets of paper: “I noticed earlier that there were man-made traces on your body, but they aren’t perfect. I’m a bit of a perfectionist. I’ve just come up with a plan for your bodily repair. If you follow it well, you should appear indistinguishable from an ordinary person.”

He had noticed the corpse spot marks on Yang Jian’s body, reminiscent of previous conditions.

It was clear that someone had made changes in between.

However, the person making the changes lacked sufficient medical knowledge and theoretical support to repair the body better, which required some guidance.

“Okay, thanks a lot.”

Yang Jian looked through the papers, which contained ideas and measures for eliminating corpse spots, restoring bodily functions, and altering the physical structure.

It was very precise and much easier to understand than his temporary study of several medical books.

“No need to thank me, you just showed enough value, and I only help those who are valuable and capable.” Wang Xiaoming said with a cold face.

Yang Jian smiled, remained silent, and quickly drove away from the gymnasium.

“He is a very dangerous man, even Li Jun can’t control him.”

After he left, Vice Minister Cao Yanhua came out with a very serious expression, “Although he is capable and has made significant contributions, his immaturity and somewhat extreme personality could become a hidden danger in the future. If something goes wrong one day, I’m afraid it could be more dangerous than malevolent ghosts.”

“Young people, how many of them are mature? It’s already good enough if they’re not anti-social. At least he’s still communicable and can solve paranormal incidents. This makes him worth cultivating. Moreover, if you want someone to obey orders, and also to have the ability to solve S-level paranormal incidents, while being mature and steady in handling matters, that is asking too much. Minister, this isn’t the time to be picky. The contract system abroad has already trained top-notch ghost controllers. With the current severe situation, capable people should be put to work, regardless of their issues,” Zhao Jianguo said with a bitter smile.

Although the thoughts of the higher-ups were not wrong, there was still a question of timing.

Cao Yanhua thought for a moment and chose to remain silent.

But he had a vague feeling that if these ghost controllers continued to grow, they would eventually become a particular existence that nations could not control.

It was just unknown whether the arrival of that day would be good or bad for the future?

“Set off, back to J City.”

Wang Xiaoming didn’t choose to stay in Dachang City any longer. He quickly left the place on a private plane with Li Jun, who was there to protect him.

This time, he had collected quite a lot of research material, especially the footage of Yang Jian hanging in front of the mirror, which, combined with his current research on Ghost Coffin, might lead to a new way to control fierce ghosts.

Although the success rate was quite low, if it worked, it would turn the tables again in the face of paranormal events.

But this needed some time.

Key personnel gradually withdrew from Dachang City, leaving only the rescue teams.

Some of the vitality had returned to the streets of Dachang City. Although there weren’t many people, it was much better than the previous emptiness of the entire city, the Ghost City.

But the city had already been significantly weakened, and it was doubtful whether it could fully recover.

After all, the frequency of paranormal events was increasing, and according to current data, this seemed to be an upward trend.

S-level paranormal events were just the beginning.

But while driving back to Guanjiang Residential Complex, suddenly, someone burst out from the side of the road and stopped his car.

“Damn~!”

Yang Jian couldn’t help but curse as he quickly hit the brakes.

With traffic control in place, there weren’t many people on the road. Was there still someone trying to scam him, or had the paranormal incident pushed some people too far, driving them to commit suicide by car crash?

But when he saw clearly who was blocking the road, he was stunned for a moment.

It was an acquaintance, his former classmate, Zhao Lei.

One of the few people he had saved from the Hungry Ghost incident.

“Yang Jian, it’s me,” Zhao Lei knocked on the window.

“Zhao Lei? You’re still in Dachang City? It’s good to see you’re okay though,” Yang Jian first expressed surprise, then greeted him happily.

They hadn’t met since the last class reunion and he never expected Zhao Lei to have survived this paranormal incident.

Surviving alone without anyone’s help was incredibly lucky.

“I know,” Zhao Lei suddenly said out of the blue.

Yang Jian asked, “What do you know?”

“I know how you became a ghost controller. You killed Fang Jing, killed Zheng Fei, Duan Peng, and about that piece of human skin, that eerie eye, the eerie tree…” Zhao Lei spoke haltingly and disjointedly, but revealed much information.

Yang Jian was taken aback at first and did not wonder why Zhao Lei suddenly knew so much, as they had experienced these events together. He knew about the existence of the human skin and had seen his own ‘Ghost Eye’.

Wait a second.

How did he know about that tree?

Zhao Lei had never entered that dreadful place.

But before Yang Jian could continue to ponder and speculate, Zhao Lei said, “You solved the incidents in Dachang City, right?”

“I know you’ve been interested in ghost controllers for a while, but the more you know about these things, the worse it is for you, because they represent fear and death, not anything good,” Yang Jian said.

Changing the subject, Zhao Lei asked another question, “The Wang Shanshan family is still alive, the Zhang Wei family is still alive, right?”

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