Terror is resurging, but only I am.

Chapter 85 What does it mean that the list of wandering ghosts does not include the Big-bellied Ghost?
Looking to recruit players at Tier 2 and above?
In other words, he must be at least a player of Li Yan's level?

Yan Ming wasn't sure what level Li Yan's rank was among the players, but it certainly wasn't low; he was probably at the level where the organization would feel bad if one of his players died.

"A tuberculosis demon..."

However, he did hear a familiar ghost species, so he said, "Could you help me collect some ghost phlegm from tuberculosis ghosts?"

Old Jiang looked thoughtful for a moment before remembering that he had seen the term in the letter just now. He immediately said, "Is it the extract you mentioned that was scraped from the black lungs of tuberculosis patients?"

"Yes, this stuff is produced in a fixed quantity, but the black lungs that are replaced need to be collected in a timely manner, otherwise they will be burned quickly in the sunlight."

Yan Ming replied directly to what Wang Ming had told him earlier.

Old Man Jiang recalled the situation at some research bases: "Researchers have been collecting these secretions from ghosts, but they may not have made any progress. I need to contact the people in that quarantine area to see what's going on."

He carefully put the letter away, then said seriously, "The news you brought is extremely useful; I dare not even state its importance."

Teacher Jiang took a long breath, relieved: "You've solved a problem that's been weighing on my mind. Thank you, thank you so much."

Yan Ming shook his head and said, "I didn't play a significant role; Dr. Wang Ming's sacrifice was the more crucial reason."

"Hmm." Teacher Jiang did not deny it, but looked at the sparrow who had taken back his phone.

Ghost Sparrow's phone screen was in landscape mode again, but after noticing Elder Jiang's gaze, he immediately turned to the side and assumed a defensive posture.

"I've already sent it, and I even added them to a group chat," he said quickly, then shook his head helplessly. "But you know, not counting those whose fates are uncertain in the game, there are only five or six people we can actually use, and they might not even be willing to come."

Upon hearing this, Old Jiang couldn't help but let out a long sigh, feeling equally helpless about the current situation.

The biggest problem right now is the lack of manpower. As an official entity, they started too late. Most of the players of those weird games have already been absorbed by some spontaneously formed grassroots organizations.

They failed to acquire enough resources to win over those players in time, making it difficult to change the situation in the short term.

Only a few people with military backgrounds will become somewhat closer to the players after they become players, but ultimately, they are few in number.

Players of the eerie game care about almost nothing; they become outcasts in society after participating in the game.

Even if they don't have this intention, they are actually gradually becoming disconnected from society, and even completely detached from it.

Compared to the government, which can't offer many resources, they prefer to band together with their "kind".

Players of eerie games are likely to be in a less than friendly mental state. If they become agitated while living in the city, they often cause great destruction. Therefore, the authorities can only try their best to maintain the status quo.

"Call them over first. It's best to discuss these things in person. Tell them that as long as they are willing to accept the next task, we will provide them with full financial support."

Old Jiang hesitated for a moment, then repeated, "Including the things left over from that rebellion, all resources are negotiable."

Rebellion?

Yan Ming accurately grasped the meaning of the word. He wasn't sure what it was, but it sounded very thought-provoking.

He can also see the predicament the authorities are in right now, which may be one of the reasons why they are unable to effectively respond to the "resurge of terror".

And the so-called "rebellion"...

This is very likely the root cause of the official predicament.

It seems that beneath that seemingly peaceful period, countless undercurrents were still surging.

Yan Ming remained calm, but Old Jiang picked up the "Blindfolded Ghost" file and patted it on his chest: "After you finish reading it here, you can't take the file away. There are other things... I don't want to mention them, but you can go to the archives to find relevant information."

He looked at Yan Ming solemnly: "If you choose to believe in us, we will choose to believe in you as well. Just tell us what you need, and even if it's beyond our ability, we will try our best to meet your needs."

Yan Ming nodded. He wouldn't easily change his mind because of some small favor, but he could tell that Old Master Jiang was sincere.

Some people become cunning and shrewd as they get older, while others return to their true selves and no longer bother with lying.

From this perspective, the official shortage of personnel has reached a terrifying level.

It's unbelievable that a populous country like ours can be short of people; players of this bizarre game are truly a rare species.

As for the "resources" that Elder Jiang mentioned, Yan Ming still had his own thoughts. He would be returning to Wangcheng in just over forty hours, and if he could get some support, his path to becoming a ghost would obviously be much more secure.

Yan Ming looked at Elder Jiang and thought he should wait a little longer.

He had realized that as long as he reported the path to becoming a ghost and his own plans to his superiors, all the remaining resources of the government would be poured into him.

Regardless of what happens in the future, this is the most tempting option for him.

Yan Ming couldn't care less about all that; all his hopes were tied to the path to becoming a ghost, so he probably had no right to think about the future.

However, there is still time, so he is not in a hurry.

"By the way, do you know about a kind of ghost related to 'fishing'? The controller is a person, most likely a player."

Yan Ming thought of the fisherman's body still on the roof of the residential building and decided to confess and resolve the matter as soon as possible.

"Fishing? Is that the air force guy? I know him. He lives in this city too, but he's a loner. I've met him a few times, but he doesn't want to get involved in our business."

Ghost Sparrow immediately said.

“He’s dead. I was able to temporarily leave the Ghost Realm by using his friend’s evacuation point. He attacked me, and I killed him.”

Yan Ming briefly explained the situation, saying he wasn't worried about any problems, and that, no matter what, it was just self-defense.

"Dead?" Ghost Sparrow was slightly surprised, but immediately said indifferently, "It's okay, give me an address, and I'll have someone take care of it for you later."

Old Jiang nodded as well, and patted Yan Ming on the shoulder: "It's alright, these are all minor matters. I believe you are not the kind of person who would intentionally harm others."

Yan Ming: "..."

However, the favoritism is quite obvious.

But Old Jiang quickly continued, "In that case, why don't you attend the meeting with us tonight?"

He smiled and looked at Yan Ming: "If possible, you will also be on our list."

Yan Ming had no reason to refuse.

Next, Old Jiang returned to his desk and began to busy himself with something, while Yan Ming opened the file on the "ghostly blindness" incident.

This is probably all the information he could find about the "Blindfolded Ghost".

He needed to find a clue from this information; that was his only chance of survival.

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blindfolded ghost

A vengeful ghost from a bizarre game carved a gap in the gates of hell, leading a small number of ghosts to escape into reality, triggering the "ghostly blindness" event.

Based on real-time monitoring, the list of ghosts confirmed to have appeared in this incident is as follows:

Headless Ghost

Ghost under the Umbrella

Bed male and bed female
Sticky Back Ghost

……

"Ok?"

Yan Ming's gaze searched all the way, then suddenly froze.

Why are there no big-bellied ghosts?

This is clearly the easiest type of ghost to observe, isn't it?!

(End of this chapter)