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Chapter 442: The Giant Tree, the High-Fate Dream Ghost and Their Alliance

Gao Ming didn't know what kind of ghost the giant flesh tree transformed by Phobia and Ji Zhe was, and neither did the Flesh Fairy. But they knew one thing: Yan Xizhi, who had become a dream ghost, was helpless against the giant tree.

Normally, a dream ghost that surpasses the big ghost will create its own death realm, or like the gods of the past and future, it will weave a "God's Kingdom" between shadow and reality with the help of the faith of countless believers. The situation on the flesh and blood giant tree is completely different. It does not have its own death realm, nor can it weave a nightmare between reality and shadow. However, phobia has spread thoroughly in the East District, providing it with a continuous source of fear, as if the entire East District of the Vast Sea in reality has become its death realm.

Xuerouxian had never seen such a situation before, and neither had Gao Ming, who had died so many times. It could even be said that his old classmate Ji Zhe had escaped the shackles of fate before him.

Ji Zhe: "You want to take me to a good place? Where? Are you lying to me? You all left and left me here alone."

The bloody words on the screen revealed deep resentment, and each one seemed to be a curse on all living things, but Ji Zhe himself didn't care about them. He was still sending messages in the class group as before.

Before Gao Ming arrived, the Class 13 reunion group had become a dead group in every sense of the word.

Gao Ming: "Your branches and leaves touch the sky, and your roots take root in the underground river. You can see farther than we can. You should also feel that this city is like a prison, preventing you from being truly free."

Ji Zhe: “It’s okay, hahahaha.”

Gao Ming: "I came here this time to take you outside the city, to let your roots extend into the black fog, to the land outside the cage, to see whether it is death or pure land."

Xishan: "The group is alive, damn."

Ji Zhe: "What should I do? Although I am one of the very few chosen, I cannot control my own power now."

Gao Ming: "Where is your will hidden in the giant tree?"

Ji Zhe: "In the center of the auditorium."

Gao Ming put away his phone and went straight to the auditorium without looking at the emoticons Xishan sent later.

Letting the flesh and blood ghosts peel away the layers of branches and leaves, Gao Ming found Ji Zhe deep underground in the center of the auditorium.

Now Ji Zhe has completely become one with the giant tree of flesh and blood. Roots pass through his flesh and bones and pierce his soul.

Bright red leaves fluttered down in front of Gao Ming. Ji Zhe's eyes were closed, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"old classmate?"

Ji Zhe in front of him did not respond, but Gao Ming's phone kept vibrating. He looked down and found that Ji Zhe and Xishan were chatting about life in the group.

"Ji Zhe is obviously dead, so who is chatting with Xishan in the group? Ji Zhe's ghost? Or the phobic puppet?" Gao Ming took out a drop of blood from the heart of a flesh and blood ghost and dripped it into Ji Zhe's mouth. The giant tree connecting the sky and the earth seemed to tremble, and the treetops that almost covered the sky of Hande Private College began to grow again, and the smell of blood became stronger.

Ji Zhe: "Gao Ming, Gao Ming! What is that you gave me to eat? It smells so good! Give me some more!"

Ji Zhe in the group chat kept sending messages, and occasionally he would tap Gao Ming’s chat avatar. His blood-red text was like a ghost demanding life, and normal people would feel very uncomfortable reading it.

Gao Ming communicated with the flesh and blood ghost, who could sense the power flowing in the flesh and blood giant tree, but had no way to swallow it. Frowning slightly, Gao Ming took out the phobia photo. He didn't want to hurt the flesh and blood giant tree, but was just trying to see if he could bring part of the giant tree into the black fog.

Ji Zhe: "Brother, what is that in your hand? Why does it look familiar to me?"

Gao Ming: "The tree cannot be moved. I will try to take a part of you out first."

Ji Zhe: "Don't bother, just dig out my stomach, neck and brain."

The cruel remarks made Xishan shut his mouth and also discouraged several other students from sending messages.

The Flesh and Blood Immortal touched Ji Zhe's body which was a fusion of his and the giant flesh and blood tree, and actually found three fist-sized seeds in the places Ji Zhe mentioned.

The seed in the brain has Ji Zhe's face engraved on it, the one in the stomach seems to contain a deformed doll, and the seed in the neck is the strangest, with human face patterns all over it, as if countless human figures overlapped together.

Ji Zhe: "Originally, giant trees don't have seeds, but I realized this wouldn't work. How can plants reproduce without seeds? Strangely enough, as I kept thinking and improving, this divine tree actually bred three seeds of fear in my body."

Looking at Ji Zhe's speech in the group chat, not only the surviving classmates, but also Gao Ming's pupils shrank.

Phobia can materialize people's imaginations. The giant tree of flesh and blood is formed by the superposition of countless horrific intentions. It itself is a monster that exists in the imagination, but Ji Zhe has been using his imagination to make up for the weaknesses and loopholes of the giant tree bit by bit these days.

Ji Zhe: "The world is in chaos. Once I truly master this power, I will save you!"

Gao Ming: "Thank you for your kindness. The place I'm going to this time is Xiao'an Town on the edge of the city. After I figure out the cause of the black fog, I will take a car to the tunnel where we had the accident many years ago. If you are interested, you can come with me."

Ji Zhe: "My roots are growing wildly under the vast sea, but no one knows about it. Give me a few days and I will crawl over there."

Jizhe posted a creepy emoji, but no one responded to his humor except Xishan, who was extremely sensitive about flattery.

After putting away the three seeds, Gao Ming didn't care about what Ji Zhe said. He came here mainly to find Yan Xizhi.

Zhang Ding and his men were seriously injured, but they also found out some of the Investigation Bureau's hidden cards, which made him feel very insecure.

After entering the office building, Gao Ming went straight to the principal's office. As soon as he pushed open the wooden door of the office, a strong smell of decay wafted from the room.

Then a faint black mist enveloped Gao Ming's vision. He saw Yan Xizhi sitting in front of the desk. This old lady, who was old-fashioned and serious, had many huge, unhealable wounds on her forehead, neck, and body. The black mist with a foul smell was drifting out from the wounds.

"The black fog came from Meng Gui's wound?" Gao Ming wanted to ask Yan Xizhi for help, but the other party looked much more miserable than he imagined: "Principal Yan, who caused your injury? What about the other students in Hande Private College?"

After opening her eyes, Yan Xizhi's pupils took a long time to focus. She looked at Gao Ming deeply and said, "A few days ago, black fog suddenly appeared in the far suburbs of the East District, and I went in."

(End of this chapter)