Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 482 Cruel Reality

"Hell is empty, and the evil spirits are on earth."

"Go ahead. See you in a few decades. I think you will have different ideas by then."

The red light faded and Cao Yang's vision returned to normal.

"Cao Yang——"

When he came to his senses, Cao Yang heard several captains who had already gone downstairs calling his name, and a female corpse emitting a rotten smell was approaching him.

"Go away!"

With a roar of anger, Cao Yang kicked the female corpse away and it fell to the ground motionless, as if it had turned into an ordinary corpse.

"I'm fine, leave now."

Cao Yang took two or three steps to cross the stairs that were made up entirely of ghosts and evil spirits, and ignored the old man's cry for help in his ears.

"There's something wrong with this staircase. It looks like there's someone trapped inside. Of course, it's hard to tell if it's a human or a ghost."

Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes and tried to see through the dilapidated wooden stairs.

"Everyone go out first, let me handle it."

Cao Yang said.

The captains left the wooden building one after another, leaving only Cao Yang.

"I don't care whether you are a human or a ghost. You will have to spend the rest of your life in a fake world anyway. You should be grateful for my kindness in giving you this opportunity."

There was clearly no one else in the room, but Cao Yang seemed to be talking to someone.

Then, the gray-white color suddenly enveloped the entire wooden building. This building, which originally existed in the depths of the spiritual land, was forcibly moved to the world of memory. The guy who was tied under the steps sank directly into the White Water Town of Infinite Moon Reading.
"It's time to leave. We've been out of touch with reality for too long."

Yang Jian held Wang Shanshan in one hand and held the spear in the other, and said tiredly.

Shen Lin supported Wang Chaling, who looked very bad. Lucifer's sneak attack with all his strength made him feel very uncomfortable. The spiritual imbalance in his body was a small matter. What was more important was that he clearly felt that his life span had been shortened by decades.

He Yuelian said nothing. After coming back to life, she recovered her memory, but she had a natural fear and dread of Zhang Xianguang.

Zhang Xianguang saw it but did not point it out. After experiencing such a disaster, he suddenly felt that he had become much more indifferent. Just being alive was already wonderful.

"With you in this era, maybe you can do better than those old guys. Maybe you will follow their old path, but it doesn't matter. The future is still long and there are many variables."

Zhang Xianguang muttered to himself.

Cao Yang connected to his blood lake and took a group of captains to leave the dead city known as the land of despair and returned to the real Baishui Town.

"Did it take so long?"

Shen Lin frowned and found that nearly four days had passed since they entered Baishui Town.

"I suggest that you all return to the cities you are responsible for and govern to rest for a few days. There is no end to the supernatural events that can be dealt with, and even captains need time to buffer and rest. In three days, Yang Jian and I will hold the next captains' meeting to discuss future matters together."

Cao Yang stood up and spoke, and Yang Jian nodded in agreement.

"Let's put it this way. There's probably a mess everywhere outside. Rather than taking a break, it's better to go back and clean up our own mess."

Shen Lin, who is always serious, also became active for a rare time.

“Hehe, I, Ye, didn’t say anything when Dahai City, the most important battlefield, was beaten into that state, but you captains are already playing the victim first. It seems that I, Ye, am more courageous.” Ye Zhen said.

"In that case, let's say goodbye for now. Zhang Xianguang, come back to Dajing City with me."

At this moment, all kinds of ghosts came out, with Dashan City as the center. The captains turned into rainbows and left, preparing to go to their own territories.

Dajing City, headquarters.

"Great, we won."

The moment he saw Cao Yang, Cao Yanhua already knew the result. His nephew had really done it and led a group of captains to win the war.

At this time, Cao Yanhua was in tears and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Deputy Minister, please don't get excited. What is the domestic situation like recently? Have those captains who were temporarily offline come back online? Is the frequency of supernatural events high?"

Seeing his uncle like this, Cao Yang, who was never good at comforting others, chose to change the subject.

"I have been in charge of all matters of the headquarters during this period, so let me talk about it."

At this time, Lu Zhiwen came out. He still looked as lifeless as before, but there was a little more spirit in his eyes that only a living person could have.

"Among the six captains who have gone offline, only He Yin'er is still in contact with the headquarters. However, she said that her life span was shortened by the supernatural and she only has a few years left to live. So she begged the headquarters and the captains to help her find a successor to inherit the mantle of the necromancer."

"Wei Jing's whereabouts are unknown. After Liu San and Li Leping returned to their respective cities, they left a message to the headquarters saying that they would solve their own problems, but there has been no latest news to date."

"Lin Bei and Zhou Deng have returned to work. Currently, Lin Bei has taken over the position of the head of Da Zheng City, and Zhou Deng is the head of Da Nan City as before."

"Captain candidates Wen Zhong and Liu Qi have joined the team led by Ah Hong in the National War. They are currently handling supernatural events in the country and are mobile leaders."

Lu Zhiwen told everything about the recent situation. The overall situation remained stable, but the supernatural events could not be concealed. Even the headquarters could only choose to play dead, but this attitude itself explained the problem.

"The situation is not optimistic. Zhang Xianguang, you stay in Dajing City recently. I will go to the jurisdictions of the captains who have lost contact. After all, they are important figures who are indispensable in this era. Maybe I can help."

Cao Yang said after thinking for a moment.

"Sure. When Lao Qin was here, I didn't dare to set foot here easily. Now that everything is over, I can show up openly."

Zhang Xianguang smiled self-deprecatingly and did not reject Cao Yang's proposal.

"The frequency of supernatural events is increasing, and the source ghosts are becoming more and more terrifying. The strength of many city leaders is no longer enough to support them in solving these events, and the speed of sacrifice is far greater than the speed of replenishment."

"Captains cannot live forever. They will reach their limits one day. Once our generation of captains begins to wither away, and we are unable to train new ones, then the country will face its darkest hour."

Lu Zhiwen said that he had thought a lot during this period of time, and had personally solved some supernatural incidents, and the feeling of powerlessness became stronger and stronger.

"The truth is so cruel. That's why my parents chose to block the news of the supernatural world as much as possible, hoping that the next generation can find a new path, the right path."

"But the longer you live, the more awake you become, and the more awake you become, the more painful it will be."

"From the beginning, ghosts cannot be killed. The only ones who die are humans and ghost handlers. Moreover, after the ghost handler dies, the resurrection of the evil ghosts often causes greater harm."

"Perhaps this world has never belonged to humans. It is the world of evil spirits, and we are just shameful invaders."

Zhang Xianguang also expressed his own views.

"In any case, I will convene the captains for a meeting again in the name of the headquarters in three days. I think these heavy topics will be answered."

(End of this chapter)