I have a ghost diary

It's really bad luck. I happened to hear this meme during a high-level meeting. Is this the end of Research Institute No. 21?

Chen Yuting was so frightened that she burst into tears, "I, I didn't do anything."

She wanted to escape, but her legs were numb and her whole body was shaking.

"Shut up, you surnamed Zhang!" A mature-looking female captain in red showed her displeasure.

Sitting next to Chen Yuting was the deputy director of the human resources department. She spoke up to comfort Chen Yuting, telling her not to be afraid, that this was headquarters and no one would hurt her.

This deputy minister is the middle-aged woman who originally assigned Chu Jiang the position of person in charge.

Although Liu Xuewen frowned, he said bluntly, "Zhang Yibiao, watch your tone. This is not a place for you to cause trouble."

Zhang Yibiao was a gaunt, middle-aged man with sunken eyes. He wore a black robe and looked more like a ghost than a human.

"What should we do about this? We've all been put in great danger because of what she said. Vice Minister, please tell us how to resolve this."

Although the others didn't speak, it was clear that some of them were very dissatisfied with Chen Yuting.

At this moment, many people, whether they were the team leader who was on a remote video call or the ministers and deputy ministers present, frowned; some even began to check their own mental state and tried to take remedial measures.

"Don't panic," Chen Yehua said calmly. "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"Besides, do you have any confidence in the research institute? If we're going to be wiped out like this, we might as well just find a block of tofu and smash our heads against it."

Chen Yehua received the intelligence from Europe before the meeting, not halfway through.

If there are no countermeasures, he will definitely isolate all those who have been in contact with Chu Jiang first, instead of waiting until the meeting to specifically address this issue.

"It must be acknowledged that meme infections are terrifying, especially after they have already begun to spread; but they are not entirely insurmountable."

"One method is to seal off the source of the meme, causing the spread meme to lose its supernatural power support and become ineffective."

"In this way, although infected individuals will still have hidden dangers, such as occasionally talking about heaven, at least they will not die because of it, nor will their cognition be excessively distorted."

"Another, more ingenious method is memory deletion."

“Meme infection uses the memory and cognition of organisms as a carrier. As long as this related memory is deleted, the risk of infection can be fundamentally eliminated.”

After Chen Yehua explained the method, some people breathed a sigh of relief, but others still had doubts.

It was Zhang Yibiao again who asked the question, and he said coldly, "But here's the problem: no one is confident that they can solve the [Black Sun] right now."

"As for the second method, we simply don't have the ability to erase our own memories."

"We have it at headquarters." Chen Yehua's expression was quite relaxed.

As Expert Chen spoke, the ordinary-looking men sitting next to him tapped the table with their knuckles, indicating that they possessed the ability to erase other people's memories.

His knocking startled the people at the meeting, who suddenly realized that there was actually someone sitting there! They hadn't noticed at all.

No, to be precise, it was ignored.

The man was wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt; his clothes, appearance, and build were all ordinary—the kind of person you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.

Some people only realized who he was when they saw him; others didn't recognize him, only knowing that there seemed to be a bodyguard always by Chen's side, which must be him.

However, most people didn't know that this man also had the ability to erase other people's memories, which made them remember him and be careful of him in the future.

Even though Chen Yehua gave this answer, Zhang Yibiao's brows were still furrowed tightly. "I don't like having my memories manipulated by strangers."

"That's alright. If you don't trust headquarters or me, you can use a special sealing artifact, which I call [Conditional Forgetting]."

“Hey, hey,” a voluptuous female expert, also wearing a white lab coat, tapped the table in annoyance across from Chen Yehua. “That sealed artifact is my personal item, not from headquarters.”

Chen Yehua smiled and said, "I'm just offering one possibility."

"Besides, that's not what we should be discussing right now; we should be discussing how to solve the black sun problem."

"The sooner we deal with this vengeful ghost, the less impact it will have on everyone, and we might not even need to erase their memories at all."

Although hearing this meme doesn't guarantee 100% contamination, there are certain criteria for determining this.

However, it is foreseeable that the judgment conditions should be easily met, otherwise Chen Yuting would not have been contaminated so quickly, and the degree of contamination would not have been so severe.

The meeting continued, and some of the Ghost Masters became wary, realizing that the headquarters' resources were indeed not to be underestimated.

Another group suspects that Chen Yuting's wave of meme infection was orchestrated by headquarters to intimidate these powerful and difficult-to-manage ghost masters.

As for Liu Xuewen, he was very worried. He suspected that he had been corrupted because he had also read the information reported by Chu Jiang.

Looking back now, this thing is truly terrifying. If the trend cannot be contained in the early stages, once the base number of infections increases, the speed at which the meme spreads will increase tenfold or a hundredfold.

In the end, this meme could potentially infect more than 99 percent of the world's population within just a few days.

Chapter 137 Nobody Mentioned

"Now that we have a better understanding of the Black Sun's killing patterns, we face a huge problem: how do we invade its ghost realm?"

It was still the old man with the cane asking the question.

This is a classic problem for the boss. Even if it's just an ordinary ghost realm, you can't enter it at all if the master doesn't allow you to, let alone the ghost realm of an S-level vengeful ghost.

At this moment, a team leader said, "I heard that headquarters recruited a very special talent, right? It's said that he can't see ghosts and can ignore all supernatural forces, so he should be able to enter Luohe City, right?"

“Zhang Haoran? Sending that guy wouldn’t be of any use; his abilities are too outrageous. I suggest we look for a woman with similar abilities.”

"When the world ends, let them, a man and a woman, create a new generation. That way, humanity won't be considered extinct."

The speaker was Captain Yu Jiang, who, along with Yu Wenting, was not far from Luohe City.

Moreover, his words were not meant to discriminate against Zhang Haoran, but rather because Zhang Haoran, who was supposedly immune to the supernatural, was becoming increasingly outrageous the more one studied him.

The three experts at headquarters also shook their heads in unison when faced with this proposal.

They knew very well that it was useless for Zhang Haoran to go in; he couldn't bring a living person in or out, and at most he could only bring out a corpse.

Perhaps... the method Yu Jiang offered is the real ultimate answer.

Although it's a bit pessimistic, if we could really find a woman with the same abilities as Zhang Haoran, perhaps a world without ghosts could be created thousands of years from now.

"Leaving aside the matter of how to invade the Ghost Realm, I think that in addition to the two captains, the Ghost Master who is with Expert Chen should also go to Luohe City to provide support. His abilities can reliably suppress the Black Sun," Zhang Yibiao also offered his opinion.

The unremarkable man finally spoke, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhang San."

"Then I must clarify that my ability to resolve memetic infections does not equate to my ability to control the Black Sun. You don't actually think that an S-class vengeful spirit only has one ability, do you?"

"Moreover, I am not good at direct combat. If I am killed by the Black Sun and the S-class incident continues to worsen, the research institute will only lose a powerful means to deal with memetic infection."

Although there is still a sealed artifact at headquarters, it has side effects. Furthermore, neither of the two experts has explained what "conditional amnesia" actually is, or what its side effects are.

"Of course, I'm not refusing to provide support. If Expert Chen deems it necessary, I can make a trip there."

Now that Zhang San had made his stance clear, the others naturally looked to Chen Yehua, since this bodyguard was a special privilege given to him by the research institute.

Chen Yehua thought for a moment, "Vice Minister, what do you think?"

When Liu Xuewen saw that everyone's attention had shifted to him, he couldn't help but curse inwardly, "That brat, he always ends up taking the blame."

Faced with this somewhat tricky question, Liu Xuewen coughed, "Well, Dean..."

The dean, who had never spoken before, suddenly spoke up, "It's all up to you."

No one saw the dean; they only heard his voice coming from a microphone on the conference table.

The dean usually speaks very slowly, almost like Slow Sheep, but this time he spoke very quickly.

Liu Xuewen shook his head, "Then let's go and see the situation first."

Zhang San nodded in agreement.

Just then, Yan Wanli, who had been silent all along, suddenly said, "I also want to go."

Liu Xuewen was somewhat surprised, and then he said, "No, you should continue to stay at your post."

"The same goes for everyone else. We can't focus all our attention on Luohe City, lest one big problem hasn't been solved before another big problem arises."

Yan Wanli smiled and said, "Although I have had conflicts with the person in charge of Luohe City, I must make it clear that I am not here to settle personal scores or anything like that."

"Or rather, even if I wanted to settle a personal score, could I even get in?"

"Even if I could get in, I wouldn't choose this time to seek revenge. I'm not crazy."

Hearing him say that, many people thought to themselves, "With your usual irritable behavior, you're not sick? You clearly have a very serious psychological problem."

“Give me a reason, and I’ll let you go.” The mysterious dean spoke again, a rare occurrence for him.

Yan Wanli shrugged. "I just want to see if Chu Jiang will die in this S-level incident. It's that simple."

"Of course, since I'm going, I will definitely do my duty as captain to help, not just go there to watch the show."

Although the meeting had been going on for some time, and although Liu Xuewen had specifically asked Chu Jiang's operator to attend the meeting, it must be said that almost no one placed their hopes on Chu Jiang.

No one even mentioned him.

The reason is simple: anyone qualified to attend this meeting can see the information of the person in charge of Luohe City.

A rookie ghost master who has been in the profession for less than a month, he is doing well if he can save a few innocent citizens in Luohe City and protect himself.

As for solving S-level paranormal events, let's not make such an international joke.

Even though some of the team leaders knew that Chu Jiang had something special about him and even made Yan Wanli suffer a setback, that kind of supernatural restraint should only be effective against ghosts like [ghost corpses].

The black sun has absolutely nothing to do with this kind of ghost.

Among all the attendees, even Chen Yehua didn't have much hope for Chu Jiang. Only someone who had suffered a great loss at Chu Jiang's hands was still "thinking about" him all the time.

Upon hearing Yan Wanli's reason, many people shook their heads inwardly. Wasn't this just gloating, wanting to see how their enemy died? This Yan fellow was far too narrow-minded.

“I see. Then I approve your going. But if someone reports that you’re just watching and not contributing, you know very well what the consequences will be,” the dean warned slowly.

Yan Wanli nodded easily, "Understood."

This adds two more powerful individuals to the existing support team: Zhang San and Yan Wanli.

"I have a suggestion." A crisp, youthful female voice rang out on a screen.

Upon hearing this voice, everyone fell silent, not because the little girl who spoke was of high status, but because everyone was filled with apprehension towards her.

If this girl holds a grudge against you, you might die without even knowing how you died, including but not limited to: choking to death while eating; choking to death while drinking water; bleeding to death while picking your teeth; being hit by a falling billboard while walking; falling with an umbrella and having your head pierced by the tip; or having your throat slit by a falling ceiling fan while sitting in an office...

To this day, no one knows what kind of ghost is possessing this eerie little girl clutching a tattered rag doll.

Her codename is—[Death].