Global Ghost Stories: I'm Investigating Ghosts in My Nightmare!

Chapter 159 The Broken Father-Son Situation
The operating room doors slammed shut behind the three of them.

The sound wasn't like wood clashing together; it was more like two thick pieces of raw pork stuck together, making a dull, teeth-grinding thud.

Bai Yu stood at the forefront, his right hand already resting on the hilt of his tactical knife at his waist.

The sight before him made even Lan Ce, who was used to seeing supernatural events, feel a churning in his stomach.

This isn't an operating room; it's clearly the inside of a giant creature's stomach.

The floor was no longer smooth tiles, but covered with a pink, slimy, fleshy carpet. With each breath of the three, the carpet undulated slightly.

Countless rusty iron hooks hung from the ceiling, each with a white coat stained with blood on it.

And that "dean" was standing in front of the operating table.

His white coat was spotless, which looked particularly eerie in the blood-soaked room.

"Xiaoyu, don't move around."

The dean spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as if he were instructing a child on how to get home from school.

"The operating table hasn't been sterilized yet; it wouldn't be good if you got infected."

He raised his hand, his fingertips holding a scalpel as thin as a cicada's wing.

The moment the knife appeared, the silver light in Bai Yu's right eye flickered violently, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Rule Analysis: Absolute Cut".

Bai language is as cold as ice.

"Lan Ce, step back! Mo Fei, hold the central axis, don't let those 'hands' get close!"

Before the words were finished, dozens of pale hands suddenly stretched out from the fleshy walls on both sides of the corridor.

These hands have no skin, only exposed muscle fibers, their fingertips gripping scalpels tightly, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

"Hey, I've been waiting for you!"

Mo Fei groaned, his feet rooted to the fleshy surface like the roots of an old tree.

He did not charge directly as usual.

He knew very well that within the dean's domain of rules, any straight-line charge would be distorted by spatial logic.

He swung his high-frequency battle axe, not at the hands, but slammed it heavily into the ground.

"Oscillation Logic: Structural Destruction!"

hum-

A shockwave, visible to the naked eye, spread out along the fleshy ground.

The hands that were reaching for them were deflected by the violent shock, and the sharp scalpels slashed through the air, sending sparks flying.

"Lan Ce, give me the coordinates!"

Mo Fei shouted.

Lancer's fingers moved across the tablet almost in a blur.

"The three o'clock position is the origin of the 'anesthesia' logic! The ten o'clock position is the anchor point of the 'hemostasis' rule! Mo Fei, remove the anesthesia first!"

"okay!"

Mo Fei flashed forward, his movements incredibly swift.

Using the momentum of his tomahawk, he drew a semicircle in the air and precisely struck a fleshy pillar at the three o'clock position.

puff!

The fleshy column broke apart, and a large amount of black liquid gushed out.

The cloyingly sweet smell that had filled the air instantly dissipated.

"Damn it, these things are self-repairing!"

"Lan Ce shouted."

At the broken fleshy pillar, countless tiny black threads were frantically weaving, attempting to reconnect.

Don't give it a chance.

Bai Yu strode forward, his movements incredibly fast, leaving a trail of silver afterimages in the air.

He ignored the ragtag soldiers.

His only target was the dean.

"Bai Jianguo, who exactly are you?"

Bai Yu's figure appeared in front of the dean in an instant, his tactical knife aimed straight for the opponent's throat.

The dean smiled slightly and gently flicked the scalpel in his hand.

Ding.

As the two sharp blades clashed, Bai Yu felt an overwhelming force surge through the hilts of the blades.

It wasn't physical strength, but rather the rules of the entire space that were pushing him away.

“I am your father, Xiaoyu.”

The dean sighed, a hint of kindness appearing in his eyes.

"To perfect this 'work of art,' I've guarded this place for thirty years. Thirty years! Do you know what I've been analyzing every day?"

He swung his knife sharply, his movements as elegant as if he were conducting a symphony.

"I'm analyzing... how to pack the will of a god into a human body!"

As the hospital director wielded his scalpel, the entire operating room space began to fold violently.

The once spacious room suddenly became incredibly cramped.

The fleshy tissue on the wall was frantically squeezing towards the center, as if trying to crush Bai Yu and the other two completely.

"Old Bai, the space is collapsing!"

Mo Fei roared, his arm muscles bulging to their limit. He raised his battle axe and used it to brace against the closing wall.

His bones made a sickening grinding sound, but with veins bulging on his forehead, he refused to take a single step back.

"Lan Ce, analyze the collapse frequency!"

Bai Yu remained calm.

He knew that every rule has loopholes.

Although the dean can control the space here, he must maintain a "surgical environment".

"The frequency is... four times per second! Bai Yu, under that shadowless lamp on the left, that's the logic vacuum zone!"

Lanze shouted, and at the same time threw out three "anti-gravity interference devices".

The device exploded in mid-air, creating a tiny gravitational field that slightly slowed the walls from closing.

Taking advantage of this brief moment of opening, Bai Yu swayed and appeared under the shadowless lamp.

He looked up at the ceiling.

In the center of that enormous shadowless lamp, there was no light bulb.

Instead, it is inlaid with a constantly beating heart that radiates golden light.

That is Anmu's heart.

No, to be precise, it is the core projection of Anmu's "Iron Wall Monarchy".

The dean used Anmu's power to stabilize this nightmare space that was supposed to collapse.

"How despicable!"

Bai Yu's right eye shone brightly with silver light, and his consciousness instantly resonated with that heart.

"Black Words, are you ready?"

"Hehe, Bai Yu, you always like these kinds of challenging tasks. But I do like them."

Hei Yan's figure solidified completely behind Bai Yu.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gently touched the air.

"Rule rewriting: The return of the monarchy."

hum-

The golden light in the entire operating room suddenly surged.

The walls that were closing in began to melt away rapidly, like snow melting in the blazing sun, after being exposed to this light.

"what?"

The dean's expression changed for the first time.

The scalpel in his hand trembled violently, and his originally gentle expression turned into a ferocious one.

"You can actually guide his power? That's impossible! He's completely trapped in his nightmares!"

"The captain has never given up."

Bai Yu looked at him coldly.

"He was just waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for us to get in."

Bai Yu suddenly waved his hand, and a silver light blade slashed through the void.

The dean dodged to the side, but his white coat was still torn open with a long gash.

What is exposed is not human skin.

Instead, they were densely packed black scales, engraved with names.

Bai Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw a familiar name on those scales.

There was Lin Sumei, the man who drew the circle, and even... Bai Jianguo himself.

"You are not Bai Jianguo."

Bai Yu's voice trembled slightly.

"You are the vessel of that 'Mountain God's' will. You devoured the real Dean, stripping him of his memories and identity!"

"Hahahaha!"

The dean let out a maniacal laugh, the voice completely devoid of human quality, becoming deep and sinister.

"You only realized it now? Too late!" He suddenly ripped off his white coat.

His body began to swell violently, and the black scales opened up like living things, spewing out thick black mist.

"The mountain god is thirsty! Since you refuse to be sacrifices, then become my nourishment!"

The dean transformed into a monster over three meters tall, with long, thin limbs and countless constantly rotating eyeballs on its head.

In each eyeball, a person's nightmare is reflected.

"Mo Fei, Lan Ce, retreat to the doorway!"

Bai Yu shouted, he could sense that the monster in front of him had transcended the scope of an ordinary nightmare.

This is the prototype of the "original concept".

"Screw you! I haven't had enough fighting yet!"

Although Mo Fei was stubborn, his actions betrayed him.

He pulled Lance up and, using the force of the tomahawk, quickly retreated to the edge of the operating room.

He knew very well that his intervention in a battle of this level would only cause trouble for Bai Yu.

"Old Bai, catch this!"

Mo Fei took a metal can out of his bag and threw it forcefully at Bai Yu.

That's a "specially formulated high-energy electrolyte," specifically designed for regular-shaped entities.

Bai Yu caught the metal can in mid-air and cleaved it in two with a backhand slash.

Shila-

Pale blue electrolyte splashed onto the monster's scales, emitting wisps of corrosive blue smoke.

The monster let out a painful roar, its eyeballs spinning wildly, trying to lock onto Bai Yu's position.

"Lan Ce, disrupt its vision!"

Bai Yu leaped and hopped, dodging the black slime spewing from the monster's mouth.

"Building a visual blind spot model! Baiyu, its third eye on the left is its primary visual field! Attack there!"

Lance shouted, and at the same time activated Nightingale at maximum power.

The piercing frequency caused the monster's movements to freeze for a moment.

Bai Yu had been waiting for this moment.

He transformed into a bolt of silver lightning, instantly appearing above the monster's head.

On the tactical knife, silver and black energies intertwined.

"Rule stripping: Existence erasure!"

puff!

Bai Yu's arm was firmly embedded in the eyeball.

Black liquid splattered all over his face, but he didn't even blink.

"what--!"

The monster let out a piercing scream.

The entire operating room began to collapse violently.

The fleshy tissue withered rapidly, revealing the steel support structure underneath.

The projection of Anmu's heart also began to dim.

"Xiaoyu...you...can't kill me..."

The monster's voice became intermittent.

"I am... the fear of this city..."

"Then I'll send you to hell along with your fear."

Bai Yu suddenly drew his tactical knife, leaving a silver energy seed in the monster's wound.

boom!
A violent explosion rang out in the operating room.

The bright light filled everyone's field of vision.

When Bai Yu opened her eyes again, the operating room had been restored to its original state.

Although it is still dilapidated, the disgusting fleshy tissue has disappeared.

The dean lay on the ground, his body now restored to human size, but his limbs were missing.

He looked at Bai Yu, his eyes no longer filled with madness, but with a sense of relief.

"Xiaoyu... hurry... to the top floor..."

He spoke haltingly.

"Anmu... can't hold on much longer... the mountain god... is about to descend..."

After saying that, his body turned into a pool of black water and disappeared completely.

On the ground, only a rusty scalpel remained.

Bai Yu picked up the knife and sensed an extremely faint rule about "healing" contained within it.

"Old Bai, are you alright?"

Mo Fei and Lan Ce rushed over.

Mo Fei looked at the bloodstains on Bai Yu's body and winced with heartache.

"I am fine."

Bai Yu wiped the black blood off his face and looked up at the ceiling.

"Let's go to the top floor."

"The real battle has only just begun."

The three of them did not stop and quickly went up the stairs.

With each floor they went up, they could feel the air pressure increasing exponentially.

When they arrived at the door to the top floor, the entire building was shaking violently.

The door was ajar.

Golden light and black mist clashed wildly through the cracks in the door.

Bai Yu pushed open the door.

The sight before him left him completely stunned.

On the rooftop terrace, An Mu was kneeling in the center, his hands pressed firmly to the ground.

A huge black sphere, more than ten meters in diameter, floated above his head.

Countless black tentacles emerged from the sphere and pierced into Anmu's body.

Anmu's skin had turned into a translucent gold, like porcelain that might shatter at any moment.

On the opposite side of the sphere stood a woman.

A woman wearing a bright red wedding dress and a veil covering her face.

She stood quietly, holding a red oil-paper umbrella in her hand.

"Ah Wan?"

Bai Yu shouted subconsciously.

The woman turned her head slightly.

A long, soft sigh escaped from beneath the veil.

"He...finally...died of thirst..."

As the woman finished speaking, the dark red moon in the sky suddenly cracked open.

An indescribable sense of terror descended from the crevice.

"The mountain god... has descended."

Lanze's voice was filled with despair.

"No, that's not the mountain god."

Bai Yu gripped the scalpel tightly in her hand.

"That is... the 'ending rule' of this world."

Black Words let out an excited scream in White Words' mind.

"Baiyu! Look! What perfect... art of destruction!"

Baiyu ignored Heiyan's ravings.

He looked at An Mu.

An Mu seemed to sense their arrival. He struggled to lift his head and gave a bleak smile.

"Bai Yu...you...shouldn't have come..."

"Captain, enough with the nonsense."

Mo Fei strode forward and grabbed the tentacle stuck in An Mu's back.

"I'll take you home!"

stab-

Mo Fei's hands were instantly corroded by the black mist, turning them into a bloody mess, but he didn't even flinch. He gripped the tentacles tightly, trying to pull them out.

"Lan Ce, establish an isolation zone! Bai Yu, sever the connection!"

Mo Fei roared.

Bai Yu moved.

The scalpel in his hand emitted an unprecedented silver light.

"Rule Explanation: Life Slicing!"

This strike was for salvation.

(End of this chapter)