Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 540 I am Fang Shiming

Thirty years have passed since Yang Jian disappeared and many captains retired collectively.

However, the iteration speed of the persons in charge and ghost riders in the past thirty years has been much faster than before. A new ghost rider often cannot last even two months. It is even possible that he has just controlled a fierce ghost and become a ghost rider, only to die in another incident the next moment.

Ghosts are too ferocious and there are too many supernatural events. In the face of such despair, humans and ghost riders are too insignificant.

This day was not ordinary. A large number of ghost riders gathered in Dashen City. It was roughly estimated that there were at least fifty of them. Some of them were newcomers, while others barely managed to gain a foothold in the supernatural circle by relying on their strength and luck.

The conference room in the building was somewhat lively, but those gathered there were all ghost riders, each of whom exuded a cold aura. The most seriously ill ones did not even look like living people at all, but more like corpses that had been dead for a long time.

"Brother, did you come here after reading that post on the forum?"

Gu Shen stretched his head and cautiously asked a ghost rider beside him. Although Gu Shen was a new ghost rider, he still had some experience in the martial arts world. He didn't trust anyone in the entire conference room, and he didn't intend to trust anyone easily.

The ghost rider standing next to Gu Shen was a fat man, with a body that looked unhealthy and even abnormally fat, and his skin was as greasy as fat. Gu Shen, who was very close to him, didn't dare to get too close, for fear that this guy would suddenly explode.

Zhu Fugui glanced at him and said with some difficulty:
“Who in this room didn’t come here because of that post?”

The sound of fat pressing on his vocal cords came out of his mouth. He was too fat, so fat that even speaking became a difficult task. However, it was obvious that this must be related to the supernatural power he controlled.

"Too."

Gu Shen nodded, and at the same time became more curious about the identity of the poster.

Others were also discussing the matter, and everyone wanted to know who had posted the message and why he had gathered so many ghost riders. The meeting room was a little chaotic, and everyone was wary of others, but they could not suppress their curiosity.

"Everyone, please be quiet."

At this moment, a young man in the crowd, about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a casual suit, suddenly clapped his hands. Everyone subconsciously quieted down and stopped discussing, and their eyes were focused on this man.

The man was tall and slender, with a confident smile on his face. He didn't look like a lifeless ghost rider, but more like a young and promising CEO. Under the gaze of everyone, he walked up to the podium.

"This guy just used supernatural powers. It's not just a simple clap of hands."

Gu Shen shrank his neck. The ghost he controlled was very special and was extremely sensitive to supernatural powers, so he was able to conclude that the man was definitely using some kind of supernatural power.

"He dares to use the supernatural so casually. Maybe this guy is the one who posted it."

Zhu Fugui was saying something unclearly.

"Who do you think you are? You want me to be quiet?"

In the audience, a muscular man with scars on his face shouted at the top of his voice, and it was obvious that he was quite dissatisfied with the young man.

“The first bird to stick its head out gets shot, but it’s still unclear who is the gun and who is the bird.”

Gu Shen habitually stayed in the corner, observing the people around him coldly.

"My friend, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can come up and fight me. After all, in the psychic circle, the bigger the fist, the more powerful it is. A loud voice means nothing."

The young man still had a smile on his face, but to the people in the audience, there was a hint of coldness in that smile.

"Want to practice? I'll satisfy you."

The sturdy man leaped up and appeared directly next to the young man. It was obvious that he had also used some kind of supernatural power.

"I'm Hu Zhixiong, tell me your name, or you won't be able to leave even a name when you die."

The burly man who called himself Hu Zhixiong had a fierce look on his face and seemed to be very confident in his own strength.

"No need for that. A weakling who only controls two ghosts is not worthy of knowing my name. Even if you own a ghost den, you are still not qualified."

The young man smiled contemptuously.

Hu Zhixiong suddenly became furious and wanted to take action immediately.

However, the next second, the young man appeared in front of him and raised a hand to put on Hu Zhixiong's shoulder. Hu Zhixiong's eyes suddenly condensed. The hand on his shoulder was not like a hand at all, but like a pair of iron pliers. Not only was the strength so great, but even the bones in his body were gradually broken and crushed.

He tried to use the power of his own evil spirit to resist, but the ghost in his body seemed to have fallen into silence and could not use any power at all.

Soon, all the bones in Hu Zhixiong's body were crushed, and he fell to the ground in a puddle of mud, unable to stand up again.

He is not dead yet. The ghost in his body is temporarily holding him alive, but this time will not be too long. In a few minutes, Hu Zhixiong will die completely and his body will be taken over by the evil ghost.

"Are there still people who are dissatisfied?"

The young man asked casually. There was silence in the audience at this time. Everyone was shocked by his methods. Although a ghost rider who controlled two ghosts was not top-notch, Hu Zhixiong was completely crushed by the other party. He was killed without even using the Ghost Den. This was enough to make most people shut up.

"Are you kidding? Could this guy be the captain of the previous era? He solved his own problems and wants to return to the supernatural world, so he plans to use us newcomers to establish his authority."

Gu Shen frowned, guessing secretly in his heart.

"That shouldn't be the case. Except for a few captains from the previous era, most of the others have disappeared and lost contact. I've also seen the portraits of the captains, and that guy's face doesn't match any of them."

Gu Shen compared them repeatedly in his mind and finally confirmed that this guy was indeed not a captain from the headquarters.

Then there is only one answer left: he is a ruthless guy who has emerged recently, and he controls at least three ghosts, otherwise he would not have been able to suppress Hu Zhixiong easily.

"Since no one has any objections, I will say a few words."

Seeing that the conference room was finally quiet, the young man showed a satisfied look.

"First of all, I am the one who posted on the Ghost Rider Forum. I called you all together today because I do have something important to discuss with you."

"Discuss? He's so strong now, and he still wants to discuss something with us? I'm afraid he wants us to be his vanguard and death squad, right?"

Someone whispered.

"I can understand your concerns. This era is too dark and hopeless. Any paranormal incident could destroy a county or a city. This is an era of evil spirits. We humans seem a little out of place."

"In the supernatural age, evil spirits are rampant. It is a luxury for ordinary people to survive. They don't even have the qualifications to face evil spirits. However, even ghost riders like us are only barely qualified to fight against evil spirits. Of course, we are only qualified."

"Ghosts can use their abilities at will, but when we use supernatural powers, we can never avoid the problem of evil spirits reviving. Evil spirits revive, people die. People die, evil spirits revive."

Although what the young man said was true, these were objective facts that had long been made clear. They had no qualifications to shake up the supernatural era, and it was already good enough that they could struggle to survive.

"So, what do you want to say? Our time is also time. The evil spirit is constantly eroding my body and my spirit. We don't have that much time to waste with you."

Someone else in the audience said this, and his words caused many people to nod frequently.

"It's simple. I want to set up a ghost control organization. In the face of the supernatural era, the power of one person is ultimately limited. But what if we gather together to keep each other warm?"

"It's hard to do it alone. A ghost handler might need to use his supernatural powers a few times to revive the evil ghost. But if we are an organization and we act collectively, each of us might only need to use our abilities once to detain and kill a ghost. On average, everyone can live longer this way."

"Time means hope. You can control another ghost, find a way to kill the evil ghost, or even try to become an alien in a desperate attempt."

The young man's words touched many people, but to be honest, there is already a headquarters in the country, and it may not be an easy task to set up a ghost-controlling organization under the nose of the headquarters.

"I know what you are worried about. The headquarters is the headquarters, and we are us. If the headquarters really had the spare capacity, they would have sent people to govern the city long ago. Besides, we didn't establish the organization to do bad things."

"You are a worker when you are the person in charge at the headquarters, and you are also a worker in our organization. What's more, you have more freedom. No one will accuse you from a moral high ground, because our original intention is to survive, not to work."

The young man had already made sufficient preparations, and he had a firm grasp on the hearts of these people.

"I haven't asked you for your name yet."

At this time, Gu Shen stood up. He had some expectations for this organization because everyone wanted to survive. If he joined the headquarters, he would definitely only be able to work, but if he started his own business, that would be different.

"I am Fang Shiming."

(End of this chapter)