A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 124 Strange Stories [Among Us]

"The cell phone...is useless!"

The driver's hands were shaking as he held the steering wheel, but he was still staring at the road ahead in the heavy rain. The visibility was very low now, so he couldn't drive too fast and had to concentrate on controlling the car.

Fortunately, he had driven this road countless times, so even though his brain was reacting slowly due to fear, he could still drive normally.

Beside him, the female toll collector was already pale with fear.

Ever since Lin Youlan and other ghost story masters disappeared in the rainstorm three times, they have fallen into uncontrollable panic.

All those seemingly powerful ghost stories were swallowed up by the heavy rain. The rainstorm was like a black hole, capable of swallowing up everything outside the toll booth.

Strange tales, strange story tellers, cell phone signals...

Everything that goes out has no response.

They were two ordinary people and had no ability to fight against the weirdness. They could only tremble in fear, watching the rain outside the toll booth and praying that no tragedy would happen.

This "clattering" rainstorm seemed endless. The world in the rain was forever immersed in endless silence, and only the eerie atmosphere continued to grow.

The last strange story made Zhang Zitai solemnly warn the two people before leaving that if he did not come back after a while, they should leave quickly.

Drive away from the toll station and don't worry about the monitoring situation at the toll station anymore. Go to Haicheng to call the police and ask the people from the Ghost Stories Bureau to come over.

Ten minutes later, there was still no response in the rain, and the two of them saw the pink color spreading from the other side of the rain. When they got closer, they found that they were fat pigs covering the entire highway.

They look adorable, with broad shoulders and strong waists, and their eyes are wide open.

However, even if one is stupid, one knows that these fat pigs that are several meters long are related to ghost stories, so the two of them drove quickly away from the toll station and headed towards Haicheng.

Fortunately, these fat pigs were very slow. Even though they had noticed the two edible humans, they still couldn't catch up with them before the vehicle started.

At this critical moment, the car did not fail to start like in horror movies, and the two were able to escape and were temporarily safe.

After driving for so long, the depressing atmosphere at the toll station dissipated a lot, and they didn't seem to be directly targeted by those strange talks.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Maybe that weird talk can affect the signal. I'll just drive a little further."

The driver has recovered and started to comfort the female toll collector beside him.

The toll collector nodded, put down her phone, and looked through the car window at the roadside. She seemed to have thought of something, and pointed at the shadow of the building in front and said, "I remember there is a gas station ahead. There should be someone in the gas station."

"Gas station?" The driver's mind moved. It was naturally reassuring to be able to meet other people at a time like this. He also remembered that there was indeed a small gas station here.

Looking at the fuel tank on the dashboard again, he came from the next city and the fuel was almost empty when he drove near Haicheng.

The current amount of fuel can last to Haicheng, but it may not last long in Haicheng.

So the driver nodded and slowly drove the car into the gas station in the heavy rain.

This location is nearly ten kilometers away from the original toll station, and the driver feels that there shouldn't be any strange stories about this gas station.

People can't be so unlucky, right?
And there was another reason why he chose to stop at this gas station.

Affected by the ghost story, neither he nor the toll collector’s cell phones could get through to the Ghost Story Bureau’s contact number, but it was different at the gas station.

Generally speaking, gas stations have landlines, which use telephone lines and are much more stable than mobile phones in terms of communication.

It will take a long time to drive from here to Haicheng, so it would be good to contact the Ghost Story Bureau as soon as possible. If the rescue arrives sooner, those ghost story agents who ran into the rainstorm to save people will have a better chance of survival.

Although they are ghost story masters, they are actually children who have just reached adulthood, about the same age as his son. The driver feels that it is not decent for an adult to run away from ghost stories. Now that he can help those ghost story masters to seek help earlier, he must seize the opportunity.

The driver carefully drove around the gas station twice. He saw that the lights inside the gas station were all on, and the doors and windows of the convenience store were intact, with no signs of damage.

After he circled around twice, the clerk on duty in the convenience store came out and asked the driver in the car loudly: "Sir, do you want to refuel or not?"

Seeing a normal person appear, the driver finally let down his guard and parked the car next to the 95-grade gasoline. He got out of the car and looked into the convenience store, asking, "Are you alone? Fill up the 95."

"Yes, it's raining so hard today, not many people are refueling, so I'm the only one on duty." said the guy at the gas station, then he quickly pulled out the gas gun, put it into the fuel tank, and started to refuel the driver.

The driver walked towards the convenience store and said, "Buy a pack of cigarettes. Is your phone still working? I don't know why I have no signal."

"Cell phone? Why can't it be used? Didn't you top up your phone? You can top up your phone in the store. I can help you top up later if necessary." The guy at the gas station replied.

The driver looked at his phone and still saw no signal. He remembered that he had just recharged his phone bill two days ago, so he knew it was not a phone bill problem. He walked into the convenience store and saw the phone next to the cash register: "Let me make a call."

There was also a note next to the phone with some common contact numbers of government departments, such as the police station, hospital, ghost story bureau, mayor's hotline, etc.

Able to contact the Ghost Story Bureau!
The driver's face lit up with joy and he quickly dialed the phone number of the Ghost Story Bureau. Just as he was about to press the "dial" button, a slender woman's hand suddenly appeared beside him.

The hand lightly pressed the "clear" button, resetting all previously dialed numbers to zero.

"What..." The driver looked to his side in disbelief, not realizing that the toll collector was already standing there.

In the background, the guy at the gas station fell to the ground in a pool of blood.

The toll collector slowly withdrew his hand, smiled and made a "hush" gesture to the driver to silence him.

Five minutes later, a fire started at the gas station and a car slowly drove towards Haicheng.

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"Can you stop these guys?"

Lin Youlan looked at the Faceless Men going away, and had a premonition that the development of the situation was beyond her expectations.

"There are so many Faceless Men, and they are running away. I am still Jiang Shuran now, what can I do?" Zhong Xie spread out his hands, indicating that he had no idea what to do.

Originally, we could try to use fat pigs to encircle these faceless men, but didn’t "Zhang Zita" absorb the genes of fat pigs to reproduce so many faceless men?
Fat pigs cannot pose an effective threat to them and may even become a help to them.

Zhong Xie expressed helplessness about the situation that was gradually getting out of control.

The cell phone was blocked in advance, and it was impossible to contact the superiors. These faceless people were extremely cunning, and the fat pig weird story appeared inexplicably...

The endless stream of ghost stories has already made people feel exhausted, and each ghost story is not easy to deal with, not to mention that they all come together to cause trouble.

"We haven't contacted Lao Qin for three hours. Logically, he should have noticed the abnormality at the toll station a long time ago." Lin Youlan frowned slightly. She always believed that it was better to rely on oneself than on others, but now she still felt that it would be better to get Lao Qin's help.

Ultimately, these scattered Faceless Men would likely cause even greater damage, which was something she found hard to accept.

"The phones are all under control. If the strange talk in the phone is on the side of the Faceless Men, they will naturally help us deal with Lao Qin's inspection." Zhong Xie shrugged, and made some judgments about the whereabouts of the Faceless Men in his mind. This "Zhang Zitai" intends to build a new world, and the Faceless Men must want to hide in crowded places.

Replace the nearby ghost story master, or go directly to Haicheng or even other cities.

Once these Faceless Men really enter the city, finding them will be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhong Xie reached his hand into his trouser pocket, and found something else in it besides Chao Wan.

A business card for the circle of friends.

"If we contact the Ghost Story Bureau now, how long will it take for external assistance to arrive?"

Zhong Xie asked Lin Youlan, as a hunter, Lin Youlan would know more about this matter.

"Normally it takes at least half an hour. Today is a rainy day, and I called the Ghost Story Bureau before my phone was controlled. They seemed very busy."

Lin Youlan answered quickly, thought for a moment and continued, "Because of this rainstorm, there may be more strange stories in the Haicheng area than we imagined."

Zhong Xie nodded. When he found the driver, he also called the Ghost Stories Bureau and they said they would send someone to check within three hours. But now three hours have passed and there is still no one here.

I should be able to report the case by asking friends for help through their business cards, but I'm not sure how long I'll have to wait.

If we wait too long and the Faceless Man sneaks into the city, there will be little point in reporting the case.

If there was something that could trap all the Faceless Men and deal with them slowly, there might still be a chance.

Strange incident.

This is a natural barrier and an insurmountable barrier.

Thinking of this, a figure suddenly appeared in Zhong Xie’s mind.

Although I felt a little embarrassed, after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that I had no choice but to trouble her.

Sister Ashui.

When he first met Sister Shui, he learned from Xiaoshui that Sister Shui possessed the power to remotely generate strange events.

However, Sister Shui doesn't need to come in person. After the last incident at the venue, Sister Shui tried her best to hide her entire circle of friends, because to some extent she is a really autistic person and is very timid when facing official forces.

It is precisely because of my cowardice that I have been able to hide my circle of friends until now.

If she came by herself, she would probably run into some high-level ghost story tellers, or at least her class teacher, Lao Qin.

These people are not easy to fool. Once Sister Shui reveals her true identity, there will be trouble in the circle of friends in the future.

Therefore, Zhong Xie only needs Sister Shui to generate a ghost story incident to include the entire nearby area, prevent the faceless men from escaping, and prevent the situation from getting out of control.

Once a ghost story occurs, he can only delay it for a period of time. Even if these faceless men kill all humans and successfully complete the ghost story, the senior ghost story masters who have been waiting outside the ghost story will tear them to pieces directly and will not give them the opportunity to blend into the crowd.

There are only two things that are not so good.

First, he owes Sister A Shui a favor again. Zhong Xie is already prepared to help Sister A Shui as much as possible in the next period of time to repay the favor.

Second, the scope of this strange incident may be very large, and it may involve the academy teams guarding other areas.

It's not a big deal for Zhong Xie himself, but if it was a team from another academy...

It is very likely that he will die at the hands of these faceless men or fat pigs.

Although all of them signed an agreement to "always be prepared" when they entered school, Zhong Xie was almost certain that this group of people were "not ready" after only half a month of training.

Deciding his own life or death, or the life or death of Lin Youlan's team, Zhong Xie had no psychological burden, but what about the other students...

He may be held legally responsible.

However, Zhong Xie was not someone who could be easily kidnapped by moral traps. Within two minutes, he decided to call for assistance from a remote ghost story incident.

This is the best solution, whether it is for him, the college team or Haicheng, he just needs to take some responsibilities.

He was one of those guys who didn't hesitate when faced with the trolley problem, and he probably pulled the controls just to get the trolley closer so he could see who was on it.

No matter who was on the tracks, he had satisfied his curiosity.

Zhong Xie quickly tapped the friend circle name card and explained the situation here truthfully. He had no intention of deceiving Sister Shui.

And Sister Shui quickly responded:
"I have this ability, but it requires that this area has a strong enough power of ghost stories, and has special ghost stories that can affect the dynamic balance of ghost stories in the area."

"All I can do is add 'my will' to this area and simulate the corresponding ghost story intentions. All three must be met to trigger the ghost story event."

"From what you said, the first two conditions should have been met. You owe me a favor this time."

Zhong Xie looked at the answer on the business card, nodded and said "OK".

Looking back at Sister A Shui's words, he had studied the causes of ghost stories before, and now Sister A Shui's words were undoubtedly an eye-opener for him.

1. Sufficient concentration of weird talk power.

2. Special ghost stories that affect the dynamic balance of ghost stories between regions.

3. A strong desire to tell strange stories.

The area has already met the first two requirements, but the third requirement seems to require the desire for strange stories to be generated in this area.

However, Sister Shui can use her own will to simulate the "ghost story intention", which is probably related to Sister Shui's core ability.

Like simulating personality or something.

And within three minutes after Sister Shui agreed, the corresponding ghost story information immediately appeared in Zhong Xie's mind.

Among Us

【There is something among us, and we are among them, and all of us are in the sea of pigs.】

[Please use all means to ensure your camp wins the final victory! ]

(End of this chapter)