What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

Pushing open the heavy explosion-proof steel door of the control room, you are greeted by an extremely faint electronic buzzing sound.

Inside the control room, a huge curved LCD screen is embedded in the wall directly in front, displaying a high-precision 3D electronic map of Jiangcheng City.

However, this map, which should have been marked with traffic conditions and infrastructure, is now covered with a dense array of glaring red dots.

Each red dot represents an eruption of yin energy or a folk supernatural event that is being dealt with.

The huge control room seemed somewhat empty at the moment.

Apart from three logistics communications officers wearing headsets and frantically typing on keyboards, there was no one else.

The air was filled with a strong aroma of coffee and the restlessness emanating from staying up late for so long.

"Director Lu!"

Upon seeing Lu Yan walk in, a communications team leader with red-rimmed eyes and a full beard immediately stood up.

His voice carried an undisguised mix of anxiety and relief: "You're finally back safe and sound."

The formation just sent a high-level distress signal, but we simply can't spare any manpower..."

"I know, no need to explain. Fang He and Qian Ji are already in the intensive care unit, they won't die."

Lu Yan waved her hand, interrupting him directly.

She walked to the control panel, placed her hands on the table, and stared intently at the flashing red dots on the large screen.

"Report on the current disaster situation across the city. I need the most accurate data."

The communications team leader swallowed hard and quickly pulled up a set of data:

"Reporting to Director Lu, starting at 9:15 PM tonight, a total of 37 folk incidents of level D or above have broken out in all 14 districts of the city."

Large-scale zombie outbreaks occurred in the shantytowns of the west and south of the city, while vengeful ghosts appeared and injured people in several unfinished buildings in the east of the city.

Currently, all of our special operations teams are engaged in combat, but…”

The team leader paused, his tone becoming extremely heavy: "But the situation is still deteriorating, and we are far from having enough manpower."

I stood behind Lu Yan, my hands casually tucked into the pockets of my black windbreaker.

The cool sensation between my brows was slowly soothing my weary spirit.

I looked at the chaotic red dots on the screen and spoke calmly.

"Li Qing, can you figure anything out?"

Li Qing did not answer me immediately.

He walked to the large screen and took out a compass from a black box he carried with him.

"Bring out the contour layer of the map, and then overlay the direction of the groundwater system onto it."

Li Qing gave instructions to the communications team leader without even looking up.

As the map on the screen changed, Li Qing bit his middle finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the center of the compass.

"The way of Heaven rotates to the left, the way of Earth rotates to the right..."

Li Qing recited the dragon-seeking incantation extremely quickly, his fingers constantly moving across the compass.

As he moved, the compass needle began to vibrate violently.

A moment later, he looked up, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the red dots on the screen.

He then extended his finger and drew several invisible lines on the screen with extremely fast speed.

"Chen Yang, look here."

Li Qing pointed to the screen with a solemn expression: "These red dots indicating the outbreak of chaos appear to be disorderly and scattered throughout the city."

However, if we consider the geomantic layout of Jiangcheng and the inverted Three Killings formation, they actually constitute an extremely large funnel for gathering Yin energy.

Li Qing's fingers followed the lines he drew, eventually converging on a point in the center of Jiangcheng's old town.

"All the yin energy, evil energy, and resentment that has been forcibly catalyzed are converging on this place in a very covert way through the underground water system and the damaged ley lines."

I looked in the direction he was pointing, and my eyes narrowed slightly.

That was a place I knew very well.

City God Temple.

"City God Temple?"

Lu Yan's brows furrowed tightly.

"The city god of Jiangcheng is enshrined there, which has always been the place with the most prosperous incense and the most righteous spirit in Jiangcheng."

Moreover, after the previous reservoir sacrificial incident, the senior craftsman from the General Administration personally suppressed the remaining chaos there, leaving behind extremely strong restrictions.

"Are they trying to divert the yin energy there, hoping to get themselves killed?"

As I looked at the location representing the City God Temple on the screen, my mind raced through all the details of my previous experiences at the City God Temple.

That unfathomable master craftsman, and the extremely subtle hints he left behind.

"Yin gives rise to Yang, and Yang gives rise to Yin. In Feng Shui, there is never an absolutely dead end."

Li Qing spoke first.

"The City God Temple is indeed the place with the most righteous energy in Jiangcheng, but it is also one of the key points of Jiangcheng's geomantic energy."

If I'm not mistaken, the restrictions that the Craftsman left there weren't just for the lingering resentment overflowing from the City God Temple.

It was also to lock away something beneath the City God Temple.

My gaze swept over the red dots on the screen:

"The mastermind behind this massive operation, creating this chaotic scene of a hundred ghosts parading at night, couldn't possibly be doing this simply to incite slaughter in Jiangcheng."

Could it be that the other side intends to use the chaos throughout the city as a trigger to gather an extremely large amount of Yin energy to break open something beneath the City God Temple?

Just as I finished speaking, an extremely dense burst of static suddenly erupted from the communication channel in the control room.

Immediately afterwards, reports from several different channels came in intermittently.

"Report to Command! This is the Third Special Operations Team. The zombie horde in the southern shantytown has suddenly stopped attacking."

The yin energy emanating from them was dissipating extremely rapidly, and they all collapsed to the ground, turning into ordinary corpses!

"Report! This is the seventh squad. The vengeful ghost of the unfinished building in the east of the city has not engaged with us."

They transformed into a cloud of black smoke and vanished down the sewers! Their destination is unknown!

"Report……"

In less than two minutes, at least seven or eight squads reported very similar findings.

On the big screen, the once densely packed red dots were extinguishing at an extremely rapid pace visible to the naked eye.

The logistics staff in the control room looked at each other, their faces showing extreme bewilderment and relief at having survived a disaster.

"The crisis...is it over?"

The communications team leader muttered to himself in disbelief.

At the same time, I heard Jin Wanliang's hushed voice through my earpiece.

"Brother Chen Yang, can you hear me? This is Lao Jin."

Jin Wanliang's voice revealed an extremely obvious hint of doubt and tension: "Something's weird."

My informants outside just reported back that several places in the west and north of the city that were previously very noisy have suddenly become quiet.

Those wandering ghosts retreated as if they had seen a ghost, leaving no trace.

My informant asked me, "Did the Bureau of Folklore manage to smooth things over?"