Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Zhang Wei, still sleepy-eyed and yawning, prepared to continue shaking the dice cup, only to find his hand grasping nothing.

Only then did they realize that the gambler was gone, and all that remained was a table shrunk to half its original size, two dice, and a stack of shoe-shining receipts.

There is only one pair of dice because the dice on the gambling table are all derivatives of its supernatural power. Old Master Lin Qingyuan suppressed the gambling ghost for his entire life, so it was impossible for him to leave it with too many supernatural elements.

Zhang Wei jumped up, kicking the limp leg of the table hard with his new leather shoe, his expression one of utter rage: "Where...where are you? If you can't accept defeat, why did you run away? Who's going to shine my shoes now?"

Link picked up the stack of bets on the table and discovered that the gambler had voluntarily given up the promise that "the gambler will never gamble again." The last trace of worry in his heart disappeared.

He slammed his hand on the old tabletop: "Look, the gambler is right here. Even when he's cheating, he can't beat you. He's already given up on himself."

Zhang Wei blinked and fiddled with the table: "Little brother, I gave you a chance but you couldn't use it. Have you ever been a gambler? You opened a casino and just gambled recklessly, making assumptions."

Despite such vigorous manipulation, the gambler showed no reaction whatsoever; his computer was completely frozen.

Zhang Wei tried to lift the table, but found it to be as light as a feather, as if it didn't exist.

The cold touch on his palm made him feel disgusted, so he threw it away.

Yang Jian came in from outside carrying breakfast and asked curiously, "I saw that the ghost servants downstairs have lost their supernatural powers, so I guessed that the gambling ghost has been ruined. Is this the gambling ghost? Should we get a bigger golden body bag?"

Link hadn't slept all night, but he was still in high spirits: "No need to lock him up, we'll use it up in a couple of days anyway."

He then looked at Zhang Wei and asked, "This gambler is already out of control and can be easily controlled without significantly affecting its lifespan. Do you want to try controlling it?"

Link genuinely believes that Zhang Wei and the gambling ghost are a perfect match. With Zhang Wei, the gambling ghost will not only never recover, but will also be able to exert its supernatural power to the fullest extent.

The more a gambler wins, the more terrifying his supernatural abilities become, and this can grow indefinitely.

A gambling addict who only wins and never loses is comparable to a ghost or a starving ghost; just thinking about it is terrifying.

Zhang Wei shook his head repeatedly: "Link, don't ruin my life. I heard that becoming a Ghost Tamer keeps you incredibly busy, even having to work for others. I have no ambition; I just want to be a wealthy gamer who lives a carefree life and enjoy myself for the rest of my life."

Link thought for a moment and handed the two dice to Zhang Wei.

Without the gambler's cover, the dice revealed their true nature.

One is black, the other is red. Holding them in your hand, you feel a sense of heaviness and coldness, like holding a corpse.

Link used the power of astrology, and the supernatural dice were no longer able to hide from him.

"You must accept the supernatural dice. Its supernatural power can forcibly pull vengeful spirits into the game, during which time people cannot be attacked by the vengeful spirits."

Remember, the human takes the red die, the ghost takes the black die. Roll the dice within ten seconds. If the human wins, the ghost retreats; if the human loses, they die. As long as you keep winning, the ghost can't harm you. This is a piece of cake for you, the number one gambling saint of Dachang City.

"A top-tier life-saving item, a legendary gold item! Link, you're so generous, I'll gladly accept it."

Zhang Wei grabbed Yang Jian and Link's shoulders, letting out a series of strange, loud laughs: "From now on, with Yang Jian and Link as my two big brothers, I can walk sideways in Dachang City... no, in all of China! Hohoho..."

Link nodded and said, "Okay, if you ever need anything, just say my name, and I'll use my flower hand gesture to save you."

Of course, the prerequisite for the "flower-shaking hand" technique is to find the Cave Emperor and record his power to erase supernatural phenomena.

Link had this idea from the very first day he arrived in this world.

Lin Ke and Zhang Wei fell silent, both staring at Yang Jian.

"nerve."

Yang Jian's ghost eyes blinked as he pondered, "From now on, call me Brother Leg. I'll be the lighting technician to save you."

"Haha, I, Ah Wei, am indeed treated like the main character. Come on, let's go, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"What should I do with the breakfast I just bought? I can't waste it, I should finish it before I leave."

At the entrance of Xingfu Residential Community, three young figures walked out in the morning light, arms around each other, their expressions relaxed.

"Manager Lin, that's great! You've handled another paranormal case."

After Link and his two companions crossed the cordon, Qi Wanhe came forward, her beautiful eyes sparkling with admiration.

She didn't know the details of the incident, but from Yang Jian and Yan Li's few words, she knew that there were two evil ghosts in No. 4-4-4, Happiness Community!

This situation is extremely rare and dangerous; it could easily escalate into an S-level paranormal event.

Link nodded slightly and said to the captain of the city's law enforcement bureau, "The victim is still inside. Thank you for your hard work in handling the aftermath."

He then said to Qi Wanhe, "I have recorded the process of handling the paranormal event. Of course, I can submit it to headquarters, but I hope that headquarters can show some sincerity."

Qi Wanhe asked in surprise, "What sincerity?"

"Of course, it's a large bonus, a large number of supernatural items... There's one more thing, I hope headquarters will re-evaluate Zhao Kaiming's mental state, he's dangerous and must be kept under close surveillance."

Qi Wanhe's eyes widened: "How did you know that headquarters had assigned an assistant for you?"

"Ha, don't tell me this assistant is Zhao Kaiming?"

Link's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he cursed the incompetent officials at headquarters in his mind.

"Yes, last night, headquarters held an emergency meeting and felt that the number of paranormal events in Dachang City was abnormally high. In addition, Mr. Zhao volunteered to take on the task, so he was transferred to Dachang City."

At this point, Qi Wanhe's voice softened considerably, and she said with a disappointed look, "It's both to assist you in handling paranormal events and to prepare for my succession as the head of Dachang City."

"I'm not dead yet!"

Link was filled with rage, his eyes seemed to flash with electricity, and a cold, destructive urge filled his mind.

There are many bad teammates in this world, but unfortunately, the majority of them are at headquarters.

He couldn't understand why, even though he had already secured the position of head of Dachang City, Da Congming still wanted to put Zhao Kaiming and the wishing ghost next to him.

He hasn't even fully developed yet, and he's already struggling to deal with the knocking ghost, let alone the wishing ghost?

Qi Wanhe's hair stood on end under the influence of the supernatural electric current, and she screamed in fright. She quickly calmed herself down and reassured him, "Manager Lin, please calm down. These are all reasonable work arrangements. If you have any objections, you can submit them directly to headquarters."

You give people a strong sense of security, and I, too, hope you can live on forever!

"..."

"I'm sorry, the vengeful spirit inside me is a bit out of control."

Link took several deep breaths to suppress the apprentice ghost and calm himself down.

His gaze returned to its usual calm as he said to Qi Wanhe, "Call Zhao Jianguo and tell him I don't need an assistant. Immediately withdraw Zhao Kaiming's transfer order. As for Zhao Kaiming's mental state, you can investigate his family."

How can someone whose entire family has died still be a normal person?

"Okay, I'll go report now."

Qi Wanhe hurriedly returned to the temporary communications tent and began her official work.

Lin Ke was feeling annoyed. He looked at Yang Jian, who was arm in arm with Zhang Wei, and waved his hand, saying:

"No time for a fancy meal, we need to get stronger!"

Yang Jian's spirits lifted, knowing that he could finally control the second vengeful ghost.