Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

At this moment, Link's gaze seemed to see through everything.

There were two supernatural fluctuations on Lin Qingyuan's body, one on his chest and one on his left hand.

As Pi Dali approached, the instant Lin Qingyuan raised his hand, a set of old-fashioned playing cards suddenly appeared in his palm.

His fingers stretched out, as if releasing the pressure on the cards, and a card landed on Pi Dali like an arrow released from a bow.

The moment Lin Qingyuan let go, the oppressive feeling the playing card gave Link was even greater than that in Lin Qingyuan's left hand; it was an extremely terrifying supernatural artifact.

"4"

This time, Ghost Skin got a 4, and a terrifying suppressive force instantly formed. Pi Dali fell straight to the ground like a puppet that had lost its power.

Link tried his best to use the [Record] to replicate this supernatural event.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

Lin Qingyuan's supernatural attack was so fast that Link only recorded less than one-tenth of it.

The good news is that Lin Qingyuan's puzzle is incomplete, and his level of terror has not reached "S" level, which means there is a possibility of imprisonment.

The bad news is that, due to the long recovery time, he is much stronger than a typical "A" level ghost in terms of terror.

"Are you kidding me? This time it lasted a full sixteen minutes!?"

Once Lin Qingyuan stepped out of the ten-meter radius, Yan Li sensed Pi Dali's condition and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Link flashed a light, the first "10" and the second "4", with an interval of exactly 6. The time difference between the two identical attacks was exactly six minutes.

He said, "I saw the ghost's attack method clearly. When it attacks, a deck of ghost cards will appear in its palm. This time, Pi Dali got a '4', which is six points lower than the '10' last time. The time he was suppressed also increased by six minutes."

"The cards in the hands of the vengeful ghost are terrifying. The smaller the number on the card, the stronger the oppressive force you will feel."

Recalling the machete, the ghost scissors, and the ghost-walking leather shoes Zhang Wei wore in the original story, Link knew that the use of supernatural items needed to follow certain rules and was not without cost.

As he gazed at Lin Qingyuan's still-steady remains, a question lingered in his mind:

What price did the ghost pay?

Link admitted that he had his eye on the deck of cards.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "Is this outrageous? A deck of cards has fifty-four cards. Does this mean that this ghost can suppress fifty-four evil spirits at once?"

Fortunately, his attack range was only ten meters, otherwise it would have been impossible to counter.

"What if we add walking in shaggy shoes? Then it won't be so slow."

Yang Jian and Yan Li were both startled by Link's words and broke out in a cold sweat, with only one thought in their minds:

"We absolutely cannot let him complete the puzzle!"

Yang Jian suggested, "Link, how terrifying is he? Is there any way we can suppress him? Or perhaps use the Ghost Domain to teleport him into the golden coffin?"

Link shook his head: "The Ghost Domain is unlikely to affect his actions. You can try. Anyway, there's still time. Let's get a pure gold coffin first."

He took out his GPS-enabled phone, intending to contact Captain Liu of the Municipal Law Enforcement Bureau, but was shocked to find that the phone was locked and could not be operated.

A thought flashed through my mind and I understood the reason.

"Huh? I'm unemployed?"

Satellite-located mobile phones can be exempt from most paranormal influences, and only headquarters has the authority to operate them.

There is only one possible reason for the current situation: Link has lost his position as the person in charge.

He was dismissed from his post while personally handling paranormal events on the front lines.

What's the difference between this and Yue Fei having already slaughtered his way through the Jin Dynasty and was preparing to destroy it and welcome back the two emperors, only to have Wanyan Gou issue twelve gold tablets to directly recall Yue Fei?

The message "You do not have permission to use this device" flashing on the satellite-positioned phone screen was extremely glaring and extinguished Link's last bit of patience with headquarters.

A group of extraordinary people, but we can't lead them.

From now on, mind your own business and protect your KDI (Knowledge, Income, and Degree) – that's enough.

"Tsk"

Link had to admit that his incompetent allies at headquarters were extremely talented at causing trouble, managing to do things so quickly and decisively.

Just to highlight that ridiculous authority?

He let out a breath, casually tossed his phone aside, and said to Yang Jian and Yan Li, "Let's go, let's go eat after get off work. We have no obligation to face an invincible ghost."

Yan Li trusted Link without reservation. He nodded quickly, stepped forward, picked up Pi Dali, and packed his things to go home.

"What's going on?"

Yang Jian looked bewildered, not understanding why Link's attitude had suddenly changed 180 degrees.

"The downsides of killing Wang Xiaoqiang have been exposed. Headquarters thinks I'm just a disobedient knife, so they've removed me from my position and even remotely locked my satellite-located phone."

Link's expression was relaxed, showing little anger or dissatisfaction: "Now we don't need to fight such a dangerous ghost to the death. It's good to conserve our supernatural power so we can better find the pieces of our own ghost puzzle."

"Are you... are you kidding me? Are the people at headquarters idiots?"

Yang Jian glanced at Lin Qingyuan, who was still walking, and repeated with absolute certainty: "The people at headquarters are idiots."

Capitalists will only minimize their losses if they want to lay off employees after they have finished their day's work.

The headquarters layoffs, regardless of time or place, are done as long as they demonstrate the strength and efficiency of the decision-making level.

Yang Jian frowned: "This vengeful ghost's target is either Zhang Wei or the gambling addict. We will inevitably have to deal with it in the future. Letting it grow is not a good thing."

Link put his arm around Yang Jian's shoulder and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You've seen the thing that can restrain him, it's in No. 7 Middle School, this is the last resort."

Yang Jian's brows furrowed deeply as he carefully recalled everything he had experienced at No. 7 Middle School. Then, at a certain moment, his eyes widened: "It's this?"

He remembered that in the eerie space of the No. 7 Middle School toilet, there was a tall figure nailed to the bone tree, unable to move, with a long nail on his body.

Link nodded slightly: "That thing is terrifying. It is an inescapable force that can suppress both ghost tamers and vengeful spirits. If you choose to expose it to headquarters, then you must make sure that it never escapes the slightest possibility of being found outside."

It can impale others, and it can impale you. In the paranormal world, trust no one but yourself, not even headquarters.

Yang Jian responded, but it was unclear whether he actually heard her.

At this moment, Yang Jian's satellite-positioned mobile phone also received a call.

"Why are you calling me again? Your headquarters used Link and then discarded him. Are you going to fire me too? Oh, sorry, I forgot. I haven't even agreed to join this lousy headquarters yet. That's it. I'm going to a class reunion with Link. I'm never contacting you again."

Yang Jian spoke at length with a cold face, and was about to hang up when a clear, cold voice came from the receiver.

"Sorry to bother you, Yang Jian, could you please help me find Link?"

It is Qi Wanhe.

Yang Jian paused for a moment, then handed the phone to Link, winking and saying, "Your operator is quite loyal, coming to find you so quickly."

Link answered the phone: "Qi Wanhe, what's up?"

Qi Wanhe spoke quickly: "The person who targeted you today is of a very high rank. Captain Zhao and I were powerless to do anything about it. After today, I will resign from headquarters. 173***** is my personal number, President Lin. I look forward to receiving an offer of employment from your company."

A smile finally appeared on Link's face:

"Yes, Ms. Qi Wanhe, my door is always open for you."