Novel Full Chapter 58: Every Ghost Master Is Dirt Poor—There’s No Profit to Squeeze!
Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Every Ghost Master Is Dirt Poor—There’s No Profit to Squeeze!
Under the dark and gloomy sky, metal and concrete building components melded into a heap.
Countless molten fragments of unknown origins were haphazardly piled in a giant pit with a diameter of over ten kilometers.
Nuclear wastewater glimmered with a ghostly green fluorescence, pooling around bones that were soft and mushy inside.
Mutants transformed from rats and other small rodents darted freely within, relentlessly trampling over the last remnants of human civilization’s glory.
Two hundred years ago, this was a towering modernized city standing on lush green plains.
Highways, railways, airports…
Endless transportation links connected this place, forming a network with the outside world.
But now, all that remains of the once wide and sturdy highways are some patches of mottled gray asphalt chunks and dirt.
The proud tracks laid by countless workers, even the concrete sleepers have been removed to serve as materials for makeshift high walls.
Looking down from above, the city had already passed into history.
In the pit filled with city ruins, traces of crystallization from high-temperature burns were evident.
Surrounding this giant pit, seventeen smaller gathering places, each half the size of the Giant Bone Gathering Place, encircle it.
Their distribution was so scattered that they appeared like the closest strangers.
“Is this Ghost Shadow Gathering Place one of the seventeen below, or are they all combined together?” Lu Wenwu hovered in mid-air, comparing with the old-era map in hand, “The city was bombed away, looks like the nearby shelter wasn’t completely destroyed either.”
Anthony flapped his bat wings, flying beside him, and said while gazing into the distance, “It seems they’re all under the same affiliation, there’s personnel flow between them.”
Lu Wenwu said surprisedly, “Can you see that far without binoculars? Is Blood Race eyesight that good?”
“Not really.” Anthony laughed, “I can vaguely perceive some blood aura movement using Blood Magic, kind of feels like watching color shifting on satellite images.”
“I see…”
Lu Wenwu frowned, glaring at the distant, barely coherent Ghost Shadow Gathering Place.
“What’s wrong?” Anthony inquired.
Lu Wenwu shook his head, “I don’t know, I just have a strange feeling, this Ghost Shadow Gathering Place gives me a very uncomfortable feeling. It’s somewhat like… like… a psych asylum that still has psychopaths lurking even after being abandoned?”
“…Arkham?”
“Yeah… kinda has that vibe. You know me well, Brother Dongni.”
“…Could you please call me Anthony, otherwise people who don’t know might think you’re calling Da Mu.”
“You know about this? You are a Blood Race man!”
“Blood Race has physiological needs too, okay! I’m very virtuous!”
“With your looks and wealth, what kind of partner you can’t get?”
“You mean humans? Please, even if you really like egg-stuffed pancakes, would you do such things with a talking one?”
Lu Wenwu instantly went silent.
A talking egg-stuffed pancake…
It seems… pretty cool?
Could this raise an ethical issue?
Seeing Lu Wenwu genuinely contemplating this, Anthony instantly went berserk.
He shouldn’t have any expectations for this bastard with normal people’s logic!
After the bizarre end of the men’s topic, they analyzed a few more lines before descending.
Lu Wenwu punched and killed the Giant Tiger that diligently served as a mount for several days, extracted muscle meat, and attribute points joy +150.
On the path toward the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place, Lu Wenwu clearly showed some disinterest.
He’s someone who likes to act based on preferences and interests.
Though exploring the God of Eternal Glory is somewhat interesting to him.
But the Ghost Master and Ghost Shadow Gathering Place left him feeling unenthused.
This seems kind of like…
Fighting a normal person, winning feels quite rewarding.
Fighting with lunatics and idiots, winning only feels dull.
Pretty much the same meaning.
As the exploration team moved closer, that eerie feeling became increasingly intense.
Lu Wenwu’s tightly furrowed brow never unfurled.
The atmosphere here irritated him, making him want to blast a few heads to vent.
Members of the Ghost Shadow Gathering Place were busily working, like diligent ants.
“These people seem abnormal,” Su Qinghong’s purple eyes undulated, “Why does their entire gathering place seem like it’s under control? Little Kashan, what do you think?”
Kashan shook her head in bewilderment, “Too far, can’t sense their souls. But from Eagle Eye Skill, their eyes appear quite lifeless, hmm… like those cheap online game NPCs.”
“Then we follow Big Tyrannosaurus’s old method, just go straight in?” Su Qinghong drew her Magic Sword and tried eagerly, “Originally nuts, now total brainless nuts, I also want to experience mowing them down.”
“Patron Su, do not be rash!”
Old Monk Ruhuo glared angrily, his usual tranquil pupils reflecting a hint of horror.
The Buddhist Beads he often carried were violently trembling, continuously emitting strands of golden Buddha Light.
“There’s a Great Demon ahead! A terrible Great Demon is being birthed! This is a place of gathering evil! These people are almost all mindless, controlled by an almost-fully birthed Ghostly Creature!”
Lu Wenwu twisted his neck and strode forward, “Since there’s a Great Demon, then kill it before it’s fully born! As long as everyone here is killed, that ghostly creature can’t be born, right?”
The old monk’s breath stopped, “Kill everyone? Isn’t this a bit…”
“Master Ruhuo, you’re far too kind, that’s not good.”
Lu Wenwu’s body was like a furnace, Qi Blood was being transported and burned, the temperature of his whole body rising rapidly, like a volcano on the verge of eruption.
Powerful qi constantly soared, creating layer upon layer of fierce currents.
“The minds and souls of these Ghost Masters have long been corrupted by the yet-to-be-born ghostly creature, there’s no need to save them.”
[Ghostly Realm Dominator in incubation (B+)]: 916432/???
[Current status]: Devouring Incubation, Spirit Fusion, Shallow Sleep, Killing Technique Condensation, Ghost Energy Release, Domain Prototype…
[Blood and Flesh Puppet/Footprint Ghost (C+)]: 21434/???
[Current status]: Growth, Ghostly Abyss Amplification, Flesh and Blood Disguise
[Blood and Flesh Puppet/Rope Ghost (B-)]: 34375/???
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The Eye of Insight swept through, these guys’ information couldn’t escape Lu Wenwu’s eyes.
Where his gaze reached, whether ordinary people or Ghost Masters, they had already become nourishment for the Ghostly Realm Dominator.
They were long dead, no longer human!
When the Master of Ghosts is fully born, it’ll certainly reach A Tier!
Soon, a group of Ghost Masters whose minds were controlled by the ghostly creatures detected Lu Wenwu’s presence.
They put down their work, shambling like zombies toward Lu Wenwu, emitting inhuman screams from their throats.
Some Evolvers wielded firearms, opening fire.
Some Ghost Masters drove ghostly creatures within, forming ghostly abysses around.
Even powerful individuals manipulated the rules of killing techniques, attempting to erase Lu Wenwu directly with ghostly creatures’ special powers.
But what they didn’t know was.
When power reaches a certain level, any resistance and tactics become futile.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Every swing of the dark red Iron Fist precisely exploded a head.
Sadly, unlike usual, there weren’t any attribute points to be gained.
Lu Wenwu finally realized the main reason he hated this place.
Damn it!
When a Ghost Master possessed by ghosts is killed, there aren’t any attribute points to be gained!