Can the revival of the extraordinary be achieved by merging the Superman template?

As soon as he left the bar, the evening breeze made Zhao Peng's legs go weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Qi Wu picked him up and carried him on his back.

After all, it was I who got him drunk.

You reap what you sow.

Zhao Peng was still muttering to himself, "Xiao Rou...cosplayer...hehe..."

Qi Wu was speechless: "Shut up."

Liu Yang walked beside him, looking at his phone: "Wei Ge sent me a message saying there won't be any room checks tonight."

Qi Wu nodded: "Okay, let's go back to my place and order takeout later."

Liu Yang hesitated, his steps slowing slightly: "We're so drunk, won't it cause problems if the ghost stories come?"

Qi Wu glanced at him sideways: "After I awakened my superpower, I won't get drunk from drinking, so it won't have much of an effect, and I probably won't be able to summon any supernatural tales anyway."

Liu Yang thought about it and agreed.

Ghost tales are indeed not so easy to summon.

Soon, the three returned to the old house.

Qi Wu threw Zhao Peng onto the bed in the guest room.

Zhao Peng turned over and immediately started snoring, like thunder.

That speed is practically instantaneous, like falling asleep in a second.

Qi Wu shook his head, walked out of the guest room, and sat in the living room with Liu Yang, chatting casually while browsing the Supernatural Forum.

At midnight, he opened the food delivery app on his phone and filled in Jinhua Community as the address.

Liu Yang glanced at him, somewhat hesitantly: "Really?"

"Really."

"What if they really come?"

Qi Wu said calmly, "If they come, then fight."

Seeing this, Liu Yang didn't say anything more.

Qi Wu quickly finished ordering.

He ordered from a 24-hour chain burger restaurant.

Liu Yang leaned over and glanced at the phone screen.

The restaurant is preparing the food and expects to arrive in about twenty minutes.

Qi Wu leaned back on the sofa: "Let's wait."

Liu Yang nodded, but seemed a little restless, fidgeting on the sofa as if he had a spring in his back.

Qi Wu, however, was not nervous at all.

According to information on the forum, the ghost stories become increasingly terrifying as the number of murders increases and fear spreads, eventually reaching a point where violating the rules will result in certain death.

But we've only just begun our extraordinary recovery; the ghost stories haven't reached that level yet.

The headless deliveryman's method of killing was simply twisting his neck.

Qi Wu was not afraid at all.

It's just a neck twist, right?

Let him twist.

With a superhuman physique, why would I be afraid of having my defenses breached?

Qi Wu is not afraid of physical attacks; his only concern now is mental attacks.

If the ghost stories directly attack the mind, it's actually possible to kill him.

However, Qi Wu felt that if the Water Ghost template could be upgraded, it would probably have related abilities, so there was no need to worry too much.

About fifteen minutes later, the delivery person's icon on the delivery map was already downstairs, but the little yellow dot didn't move at all, as if it were nailed there.

Upon seeing this, Liu Yang immediately tensed up.

Qi Wu waited calmly.

After waiting another three minutes, the knocking finally sounded.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

"takeout."

The sounds outside the door were normal, just the voices of an ordinary food delivery worker, but Liu Yang still swallowed hard and even softened his breathing.

Qi Wu stood up, walked behind the security door, and peeked out through the peephole.

A deliveryman in a yellow uniform stood at the door, holding a bag in his hand, looking down at his phone.

The screen light shone on his chin, obscuring his face.

But since the other party has a head, there's no problem.

It seems he's just an ordinary late-night food delivery worker.

Qi Wu was somewhat disappointed and opened the security door.

The deliveryman handed over the bag: "Your takeout."

Qi Wu took it and nodded, "Thank you."

The deliveryman didn't say much, turned around and left, as if he was in a hurry to deliver the next order.

Qi Wu closed the door, placed the takeout on the table, and opened the bag.

Hamburgers, cola, fries, egg tarts, chicken wings.

This is as normal as it gets.

Liu Yang let out a long breath, feeling completely relaxed.

"Didn't come?"

"He didn't come."

"Well... shall we continue ordering takeout and see?"

Qi Wu shook his head: "Forget it, maybe the ghost stories have already killed everyone tonight and can't be summoned anymore."

"After all, the ghost story about food delivery only involves killing someone once a night, so there's no point in ordering food delivery multiple times."

"Let's try again tomorrow night."

Liu Yang had no objections; all he wanted now was to eat quietly and go to sleep.

……

The next day, around nine o'clock.

Qi Wu woke up.

He picked up his phone and glanced at it; there were two unread messages on the screen.

One of the messages was sent to him by Shen Yutang at around 3 a.m.

[Shen Yutang: Goodnight handsome, had a great time drinking today~ I recommended two of my friends to you, you can accept or not.]

Qi Wu glanced at the friend request.

Sure enough, Lin Xiaorou and Chen Yue had already sent friend requests.

One profile picture is of an anime girl, and the other is of an artistic landscape photo.

Qi Wu was too lazy to agree or reply to Shen Yutang's message; he simply swiped away.

He looked at another friend.

Corpse transporter.

At four o'clock in the morning, the corpse driver sent him a message.

[The Corpse Transporter: We've arrived in Donghai City. Let's arrange a time and place for the transaction.]

Below the message, a hotel location was also attached.

Yungang Holiday Hotel.

Qi Wu glanced at the hotel's location; it was near the airport in Donghai City, about a half-hour drive from his home.

It must have been a hotel that the corpse-transporter found nearby after flying over last night.

So, Qi Wu replied with a message.

Qi Wu: 11:30, let's meet at your hotel for the transaction.

After sending the message, he was getting ready to get up and get dressed.

The corpse driver replied instantly, as if he had been waiting for this message all along.

[The corpse-driver: No problem.]

Qi Wu raised an eyebrow.

The reply came so quickly; it seems you were really anxious and afraid he would change his mind.

I reckon the body of a vengeful spirit won't be easy to find.

Suppressing his thoughts, Qi Wu got dressed and went to the second bedroom.

Liu Yang was already awake and lying in bed looking at his phone, which still displayed the Super Forum interface.

"Come on, let's go out for a meal and buy a suitcase to put the corpse in. We'll make a deal with someone later."

Liu Yang was slightly taken aback: "Wasn't it said that person was from out of town? How come they arrived so quickly?"

Qi Wu explained, "The other party flew here overnight."

Liu Yang laughed, his tone tinged with emotion: "Looks like you really want it."

Qi Wu nodded: "Otherwise what? Flying over in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, they can't be here for tourism, can they?"

After chatting for a few minutes, the two went to the guest room, intending to call Zhao Peng.

But Zhao Peng was still asleep, his mouth open, drool dripping onto his pillow, and half of the blanket had been kicked off.

The two of them ignored him and went downstairs to eat.

After finishing their meal, they went to a nearby convenience store and bought a large suitcase before returning to the old house and stuffing the body bag into the suitcase.