Luo is helping 9 states?

When the tide receded, the world was quiet for a moment.

That quiet was very short-lived.

It's so short that many people don't even realize it.

But those who were truly standing at the top felt an indescribable chill at that moment.

It looked as if a part of the ocean had been sucked away by something.

The eerie, surging waves slowly receded, revealing the damp, cold shore and some things that shouldn't have been there.

A dilapidated wooden boat.

Rotting bones.

There are also doors half-buried in the mud and sand.

Those doors had no door frames or walls to support them; they stood alone on the beach after the tide had receded.

It was pitch black through the crack in the door.

No one dared to approach.

Because shortly after the tide receded, the fog arrived.

A grayish-white mist rose from the sea, first enveloping the coastline, and then spreading further and further along the city streets, mountains, and rivers.

This fog did not form naturally.

It's cold.

It's abnormally cold.

In areas shrouded in fog, communications will be disrupted, lights will flicker, and people's visibility will be reduced to a very low level.

Even more terrifying.

Something appeared in the mist.

That's a ghost.

A real ghost.

It's not a rumor, not a ghost story, and not a danger isolated from a bizarre instance.

Instead, they are vengeful ghosts that appear directly in reality.

They emerged from behind doors, crawled out of abandoned rooms, surfaced from wells, and slowly rose from the shadows of some people.

Casualties began to appear almost simultaneously around the world.

In a small overseas town, fog blanketed the streets in the early morning.

The town's clock tower struck thirteen.

After that, everyone who heard the bell fell asleep.

He never woke up again.

Someone broke into the clock tower, only to find an old bronze bell hanging there, its surface covered with scratches from fingernails.

There was no one beneath the bronze bell.

But there was a thick layer of human skin piled on the ground.

In another city, a bus route suddenly resumed operation.

That line was abandoned ten years ago.

But after the fog appeared, a bus covered in rust was driving on the street.

At each stop it makes, more people with their heads down appear on the platform.

Someone got on the bus.

The car door closed.

That person's cell phone signal then completely disappeared.

When the train passed the same station again, there was a pale face in the window.

The face was pressed against the glass, the mouth open, as if pleading for help.

But no sound came out.

Headquarters in various countries quickly went on high alert.

But warnings are useless.

There are too few ghost tamers.

Although supernatural forces may have existed in the real world, they are mostly suppressed in special areas or dormant.

Now, the balance of the eerie world has been broken, and the mist acts as a conduit, releasing those things out.

Ordinary armies are almost useless against vengeful spirits.

Gold can ward off supernatural phenomena, but it cannot actively combat them.

Firearms can destroy buildings, but they can't kill ghosts.

Many countries can only lock down cities and cut off roads, using the most inefficient methods to buy time.

But ghosts won't wait.

The number of casualties has been rising sharply every now and then.

It started with a few hundred.

Then there are several thousand.

Soon, the numbers became inaccurate.

Because some cities have completely lost contact.

In some areas, even the people sent in can't get out.

Kyushu was also affected.

Many coastal areas were shrouded in fog.

Some long-dormant paranormal events have begun to resurface.

The alarms at headquarters were almost constantly going off.

Qin Taotao stood in the command hall, looking at the red patches on the screen, her face grim.

She hasn't closed her eyes in a long time.

Li Yue stood beside her, holding a newly delivered report in her hand, her voice very low.

"Four Class A incidents in the south are suspected to overlap."

"A ghostly aura has spread in the northwest, and its area is still expanding."

"And Donghai City."

Li Yue paused for a moment at this point.

Qin Taotao looked up.

What happened in Donghai City?

Li Yue glanced at the report, her expression somewhat complicated.

"A large number of vengeful ghosts have appeared in Donghai City."

"But the casualties are very low."

"To be precise, all the evil spirits that appeared within the Donghai City area have been suppressed."

Qin Taotao was taken aback.

"Who did it?"

Li Yue took a deep breath.

"Luo Qian."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

When this name appeared, many people looked up.

Luo Qian.

Ghost tamers of the previous era.

When he appeared before, he said that his group was not an enemy.

But no one dares to completely believe those kinds of words.

Because the ghost tamers of the previous era were too mysterious.

They lived too long.

They've been through so much.

No one could see their true intentions.

But now, Luo Qian has made his move.

He did not take advantage of the chaos to steal anything, nor did he create any larger supernatural events.

He only appeared in Donghai City.

Then, all the evil spirits there were suppressed.

The screen quickly displayed images of Donghai City.

The city streets were shrouded in heavy fog.

But deep within the fog, a hunched old man walks slowly.

He wasn't walking fast.

He seemed to be holding an old coffin nail in his hand, or perhaps nothing at all.

As soon as a vengeful ghost crawled out of the mall and appeared, its body was pressed down as if by an invisible weight, and it knelt down on the ground.

Then, the ghost's figure twisted and was forcibly dragged into the ground.

In a residential building, all the windows in the building simultaneously lit up with stark white lights.

In the lamplight, there were countless figures standing.

Those figures were originally about to come out of the window.

The old man only looked up once.

The lights in the entire building went out instantly.

A muffled sound came from inside the building, as if something had been locked in a deep well.

There was no further movement.

There is also an old street.

The streets were covered with paper money.

The paper money was blown by the mist, forming a path leading to the unknown.

Luo Qian walked to the street corner, reached out and grabbed a handful of paper money, then crumpled it up.

The next moment, all the paper money on the street turned into black ash.

At the end of the street, a figure dressed in funeral clothes suddenly retreated, as if encountering something irresistible.

But it couldn't retreat.

Luo Qian simply took a step forward.

The ghost in the burial clothes froze.

Then, his body gradually collapsed, eventually being crushed into a ball and disappearing from the spot.

Everyone in the command center fell silent as they watched this scene unfold.

This is not something an ordinary ghost tamer could do.

This is not a capability that can be created simply by increasing the number of people.

Luo Qian's suppression of the vengeful spirits was too direct and too domineering.

It was as if those extremely dangerous supernatural beings were nothing more than filth that needed to be cleaned up in front of him.

Someone whispered, "Is he really here to help us?"

No one answered.

Qin Taotao did not answer.

She stared at Luo Qian in the picture, a hint of hesitation appearing in her eyes.

If what Luo Qian said is true.

Those who survived the previous era may not all have stood against humanity.

But she suppressed the thought as soon as it arose.

Now is not the time to think about these things.

There are too many supernatural events in Kyushu.

The headquarters is short-staffed.

There is a shortage of personnel in various places.

Every minute, every second, someone could die.

Qin Taotao turned around and gave the order.

"Donghai City is temporarily designated as a stable area; do not interfere with Luo Qian."

"Divide the available demon tamers into small teams and prioritize dealing with densely populated areas."

"All gold reserves will be released to prioritize support for the front lines."

"The Ghost Post Office is still operating."

"We need more Ghost Tamers."