Mysterious Revival-Chapter 663 - 660 Refusal

To tell the truth, Xiong Wenwen's mother, Chen Shumei, was indeed a very beautiful woman, mature, glamorous, and gentle in character. Although she was around thirty, for a modern urban woman, this age was not considered old at all and she remained full of charm and allure.

Under normal circumstances, she would undoubtedly have numerous admirers.

However, she was very unlucky. Her son Xiong Wenwen was a ghost controller and she herself was indirectly involved in the paranormal circle.

This circle was terrifying and cruel, where death was as common as a daily meal.

In this circle, a woman's beauty held no value whatsoever, because most ghost controllers were no longer normal humans, and after their bodies were invaded by ghosts, human emotions and desires gradually became indifferent.

Of course, the same applied to men's handsomeness; it held no significance either.

At that moment, Chen Shumei tightly held her palms together in anxiousness. Her face showed both shame and sorrow, having put everything on the line, even her dignity, to plead with Yang Jian, only to receive a heartless rejection in return.

Her beauty and figure, which she had always been proud of, held no attraction whatsoever in front of the young Yang Jian.

In fact, they were even less interesting to him than a cup of tea on the table.

But she had no choice, because Chen Shumei did not know many people in the circle, couldn't find anyone to help, and only knew Yang Jian whom she had met before and for whom she had a contact method.

Yang Jian wondered if he had spoken too harshly. He looked at the silent and ashamed Chen Shumei in front of him, then spoke again, "I can give you Cao Yanhua's phone number. He is the vice minister at the headquarters. Maybe talking to him about your situation could be useful. As I said before, I can't risk my life for the uncertain fate of Xiong Wenwen."

"If it were any other mission, I would have helped you out of consideration for Xiong Wenwen's Premonition Ability, but the case he is involved in now is too dangerous... So, Aunt Chen, let's end our talk here for today."

"Let's pretend that what happened just now never occurred."

Yang Jian wrote down Cao Yanhua's number, telling Chen Shumei to call him, but he wasn't sure it would be effective.

"Alright, I'm leaving."

His tone was resolute, showing no signs of change, merely leaving a phone number before preparing to stand up and leave.

"I, I'll see you out, Team Yang," Chen Shumei said somewhat absently as she stared at the phone number on the table.

"If there is any news from Xiong Wenwen's side, you can inform me. I know another way out of that painting, and if they're lost, they can come to me," Yang Jian offered a bit of assistance as he was leaving.

This help, to be honest, was neither here nor there.

Each ghost painting represented an exit; the headquarters had at least five ghost paintings, meaning there were five exits. The exit from the ghost painting in his possession was not particularly important.

"Okay, thank you, Team Yang," Chen Shumei said with a nod.

Even though Yang Jian had refused her request for help, she did not become angry or hold any resentment; instead, she was even more polite than the first time she had approached him.

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Chen Shumei knew in her heart that her request had been a difficult one, otherwise Xiong Wenwen wouldn't have purposefully left a phone number before leaving last time. Perhaps Wenwen had already foreseen the danger at that time and she regretted not insisting on rejecting Li Jun's request.

Now it was all too late.

Yang Jian glanced at the worn and absent-minded Chen Shumei, then left without looking back.

To be honest, it was only a matter of time before Xiong Wenwen would experience such a thing.

From the day he became a ghost controller, it had been impossible for him to grow up as a normal child, healthy and learning; sooner or later, he would die from a ghost's resurgence or perish within a paranormal event.

"However, the fact that Xiong Wenwen has gone missing just proves that the ghost painting incident is starting to get complicated... I should leave here as soon as possible and should no longer linger," Yang Jian thought to himself as he walked through the streets.

Now that he had resigned, he was not obliged to take on such responsibilities, and orders from headquarters would no longer reach him.

While he had lost many privileges, he had also rid himself of a lot of troublesome affairs. If it were any other time, he guessed he would likely be dragged into this ghost painting incident.

"There are still some things I need to take care of before leaving here."

Yang Jian's gaze flickered.

He quickly hailed a taxi and said, "To Ping'an Grand Hotel."

Since he had decided to leave, Yang Jian planned to make sure that the teaming-up plan was set in stone and take away a few ghost controllers with him.

Soon.

He was back at Ping'an Tower, having contacted everyone over the phone along the way.

At this time, Huang Ziya, Zhang Lei, and Wang Jiang were already waiting in the hotel lobby.

"Captain, we're over here," Huang Ziya immediately called out, waving her hand.

Yang Jian walked over and said directly, "I'll cut to the chase. I've been sorting out some personal matters for the past couple of days and now I'm ready to go back to Dachang City. I assume you've all discussed the team-up already. I have a few spots open on my team, but joining my team will involve some reduction in your headquarters' authority."

"If nothing goes wrong, I'll be leaving today. Give it some thought and let me know."

"Of course, I'm following the captain to Dachang City. I don't fancy taking on the missions assigned by headquarters; they're too dangerous and you never know when you could end up dead," Huang Ziya was the first to respond.

Her goal as a ghost controller, like Yang Jian, had been just to survive. She had come here only with the intention of trying to solve the problem of ghost resurgences.

Having temporarily resolved her own issues, Huang Ziya naturally did not intend to stay any longer.

The college student Wang Jiang seemed hesitant and looked contemplative. Although he acknowledged Yang Jian's abilities and acknowledged him as a qualified captain, the idea of dropping a city leader position to become a team member in Dachang City was a bit difficult to accept at the moment.

"If I go to Dachang City, will my leader status be retained?" he asked.

Yang Jian responded, "You should have already checked my background and know that my situation is quite special. Although I am a team leader, I'm just holding the title, supervising a very small area, just in charge of the safety of Dachang City. If it were any other team leader, they would definitely have spare cities to assign to you."

"You still want to hold on to the leader position? Don't you know that being responsible for a city is a very dangerous thing?" Huang Ziya scoffed.

Wang Jiang fell silent.

He still couldn't bear to lose his position as the city's leader; after all, he had come to this city for this very reason, and it wasn't necessarily in conflict with joining Yang Jian's team. A team leader was in charge of many areas and many cities, and giving someone the status of a person in charge wasn't difficult.

"What about you, Zhang Lei?" Yang Jian did not say much to Wang Jiang.

He valued Zhang Lei.

This person's abilities were terrifying, but equally dangerous.

"I won't live long, unless I find a way to control a second ghost," said Zhang Lei.

The front of his shirt bulged slightly, and a horrifying human face emerged, with the vague outlines of limbs beside it, as if a corpse had grown into him.

If things continued this way, Zhang Lei would soon die, and his body would become nourishment for this ghost.

Yang Jian said, "Your power is too strong. The fiercer the ghost you control, the faster a Ghost Envoy dies. You haven't been a Ghost Envoy for long, and you haven't misused the ghost's power either. The speed of this revival has already surpassed my imagination... To control a second ghost, you need to apply, and even after approval, there's a period of waiting."

"Theoretically, there's not enough time."

Zhang Lei took a drag on his cigarette, frowned, and said, "I know. I might have made it if not for that incident with the base's Ghost Envoy last time, which disrupted my plans. The situation is worse than I'd imagined, and last night while I was sleeping, I already felt the ghost on my chest struggling, trying to break free from my body."

"In the next half month, I will certainly be killed by the ghost one night. Although I would like to go to Dachang City to avoid trouble, it seems I'm afraid I won't be able to leave."

Having said this, Zhang Lei sighed helplessly.

He had also come to deal with the revival of the malevolent ghost; being a person in charge was just a way to earn merits to apply for controlling a second ghost.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Jian said, "I have a spot that I can transfer to you. Call Wang Xiaoming and tell him these are my terms."

Wang Xiaoming had promised Yang Jian three conditions, and he decided to let Wang Xiaoming solve Zhang Lei's ghost revival issue.

If successful, Zhang Lei would be an extremely strong teammate.

"Can we make it in time?" Zhang Lei asked, looking at him with some astonishment.

"Let's try and see. If you die, then that's that. If you survive, come find me in Dachang City," said Yang Jian.

Zhang Lei's face, as pale as a corpse's, showed a few sparks of human excitement. He hurriedly stood up and said, "Thank you, Yang Jian, no, Captain."

"Don't mention it. We're just helping each other out," Yang Jian replied.

Wang Jiang, watching from the side, immediately became envious.

A spot given away so freely; that was quite generous. He immediately thickened his skin and said, "Captain, can you give a spot to me too?"

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "I only have one spot. You'll have to figure it out yourself, and you haven't joined my team either."

A straightforward refusal.

Wang Jiang was taken aback, then hung his head in disappointment but still didn't give up, "Then it's not too late for me to join now."

"No need. You're more suited to be the person in charge of a city," Yang Jian directly rejected him.

In choosing teammates, ability was one thing, but the most important factor was the trust relationship.

Wang Jiang had been hesitant and indecisive, with too many thoughts. Yang Jian did not want such a person on his team.

"By the way, where's Feng Quan? He's been missing for a while now, where did he go?" Yang Jian directly ignored Wang Jiang and turned to ask instead.

He remembered the last time Feng Quan left, he went to look for Tong Qian.

As a result, both of them disappeared without a trace. It shouldn't take this long to find someone, especially since Tong Qian was within the city limits. Now that he was leaving, Feng Quan and Tong Qian were two indispensable teammates.

One was a veteran Ghost Envoy with rich experience.

The other was an aberration that Yang Jian had personally created using the method from the skin paper.

"Not clear," said Zhang Lei and Huang Ziya together, shaking their heads.

"Captain, didn't you try calling?" Huang Ziya asked.

Yang Jian replied, "I lost my phone, I can't contact him at the moment. Use your phone to locate Feng Quan. I'll go and find him myself."

"Sure, that's no problem," Huang Ziya said.

She quickly took out a satellite positioning phone and tried to make contact, only to say, "My authority isn't enough; I can't locate him if he's too far away."

"Contact your operator. Have the operator report that I, Yang Jian, am looking for Feng Quan and ask them to provide an address," Yang Jian instructed.

Huang Ziya nodded and proceeded to do so.

The headquarters was very efficient in getting things done. In no time, an address was sent directly to Yang Jian's phone.

"I've received the message. I'm off," Yang Jian glanced at the message and immediately furrowed his brow.

The address had changed and was no longer in the urban area but in a small county town close to the city.

"Captain, do you want me to go with you? I don't have much to do right now, and I also want to meet this Tong Qian," Huang Ziya said as she flipped her long, thick black hair and stood up from the sofa with a radiant smile.

Yang Jian nodded, "Alright. Once we find Feng Quan and Tong Qian, we'll leave this place immediately. Zhang Lei, you go to Wang Xiaoming and sort out your situation. Be quick."

"I'm afraid of death myself, don't worry. I'll contact Professor Wang right now," Zhang Lei immediately began connecting with his own operator.