Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian searched on the website and quickly found a classification of the levels of ghosts.

When you open it, there is a line on it that reminds you: Based on the degree of harm they cause to the world, governments of various countries divide ghosts into the following levels.

Note: It does not represent the terrifying level of ghosts.

Level C: Restricted level.

The evil ghosts fixed in an area are harmful to less than 100 people. They can be restricted and contained by the ghost controllers and are not contagious.

Class B: Dangerous level.

Fierce ghosts that have the ability to wander are very dangerous, but the degree of harm is less than 10,000 people and cannot be contained. However, they can still be restricted by ghost controllers and have a certain degree of spread.

Level A: disaster level.

If left unchecked, it can kill the population of a city within a certain period of time. It is extremely terrifying. It cannot be restricted or contained at present, and it has considerable spread potential.

S level: Destruction level.

It has the ability to destroy the population of several cities, and if it cannot be contained, it can even destroy a country.

"Dividing the levels of ghosts based on their harm to humans does not represent the level of terror of ghosts." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he finally understood the meaning of the above levels.

Whether it is a C-level ghost or an A-level ghost, the level of terror may be almost the same. It is just because the C-level ghost is not harmful enough to people, so the level cannot be upgraded.

"The level of the action can only be used as a reference and is of no use."

Yang Jian shook his head and didn't take the level above too seriously. This is the level of disasters classified by various countries. If you really encounter a ghost, you won't die.

What's the difference between one person's death and the death of a hundred others?

It's all just death.

Yang Jian continued to browse other information.

Suddenly, a special list made him very concerned.

"Ranking of horror levels of ghosts around the world."

"Even the ranking list has been compiled. These crooked nuts are really idle. Why not make a ranking list of female ghosts? Let's see which female ghost is more beautiful and sexy. If we create a bikini catwalk show, it will be even better. Okay." Yang Jian said to himself, his eyelids jumped when he opened it.

His expression immediately became serious.

Number one on the list of evil ghosts:

Codename: Ghost Call.

Characteristics: As long as the phone rings, you will definitely die. It doesn’t matter whether you answer it or not, whether you can hear it or not, whether there is a mobile phone around you or not. It kills people indiscriminately on a global scale. It has no physical characteristics. It is similar to a causal attack. There is currently no solution. Fortunately, A ghost call only kills one person, and is currently defined as Class B.

Note: A foreign president has died as a result of a ghostly call.

"That's okay." Yang Jian was dumbfounded after reading it.

This is too unexplainable. People will die as soon as the phone rings. It is simply a reminder of death. And it doesn't matter whether you have the phone next to you or not. Even if you are deaf and can't hear, you will still die.

Second in the list of evil ghosts:

Codename: Nightmare.

Characteristics: People die in their sleep. The current killing pattern is unknown, the spread is unknown, and it has no physical characteristics. It kills people indiscriminately around the world. It has a record of killing 351 people at once. It is currently defined as Class A.

Note: Nightmares can be avoided by not sleeping.

Third on the list of evil ghosts:

Codename: Ghost Eater.

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Yang Jian looked at the ranking list of powerful ghosts and couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

Indiscriminate killing around the world.

These words simply make one's head tingle.

There is no defense, no escape, and no warning. As long as you encounter it, you will definitely die. Even if you are a billionaire, a beggar, or even the president of a country, everyone is under the threat of evil spirits. .

People all over the world who know the existence of this thing must be panicked.

"However, with such a large population in the world, the chance of encountering a ghost on this list is still relatively small. If you really encounter being killed by a ghost, you can only blame yourself for being unlucky." After a brief shock, Yang Jian quickly recovered. Calm down.

"Go to the bathroom and come back and continue watching."

After browsing for a full hour, Yang Jian got up and left the computer.

"Dad, why don't you turn on the light when reading the newspaper? Be careful of your eyesight."

He came to the living room and said when he saw that there were no lights in the living room.

A middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa with a newspaper covering his face, as if the darkness around him had merged into one. He was watching the news above very seriously. He said nothing and did not answer Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't pay much attention. He continued to surf the Internet after going to the toilet.

We must understand what is happening in this world in the shortest possible time, so as to find a way to survive.

The parchment said he wouldn't live more than three months.

But he didn't believe that there would be no way to survive if he became a ghost master.

Fang Jing said when he was at school before that he had a way for ghost controllers to avoid dying and being resurrected by the ghosts.

It’s just that Fang Jing is dead.

The content on the parchment has also been rewritten. Yang Jian doesn't know what this method is, but he feels that there must be a way to survive.

"While looking for a way to survive, you also need to prepare for the worst," Yang Jian thought to himself.

"The power of ghosts can affect all materials, except for one thing: gold"

Signed: Bruce Pi.

A paper appeared before his eyes.

Yang Jian opened it and continued browsing, but at this time a mobile phone next to him rang.

Turning around and looking,

It was actually Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone.

"Hey, who is it?"

Yang indirectly answered the phone and continued to read the paper.

"You dare to lie to me. Your name is not Zhang Wei at all. Your name is Yang Jian. You are from Meishan Village, Yang Town, Dachang City, a certain province. You were born on January 1st. You are now nineteen years old, so you are twenty years old."

Liu Xiaoyu's gnashing of teeth came over the phone.

Yang Jian was not surprised, but said: "So you have found Zhang Wei to investigate? Your work efficiency is average. I thought you would have discovered it six hours ago. Don't get me wrong. I was so able at the beginning. Believe a stranger’s call? What if it’s a mobile phone scam? I gave you fake news for my own safety.”

"How much time and energy have been wasted because of your lie?"

Liu Xiaoyu said, "I seriously warn you, you are absolutely not allowed to do this again next time. We have to deal with many incidents every day and the tasks are very heavy. If everyone is the same as you, how can we carry out our work?" "

"Having said that, I am not a member of the Ghost Controller Organization, and I am not under your control." Yang Jian said nonchalantly.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the living room came in and sat on the bed next to Yang Jian. He said nothing, holding the newspaper in his hand and looking down.

"Dad, is something wrong?" Yang Jian asked.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but Liu Xiaoyu on the phone asked: "Who are you talking to? You should keep this matter confidential and should not tell other unrelated people to avoid causing panic. I should explain it to you. Here’s the confidentiality policy.”

"I'm talking to my dad. That's it for today. We'll talk next time. I'm still very busy." Yang Jian was about to hang up the phone.

"wait wait wait."

Suddenly Liu Xiaoyu's voice rose a little, and she said in surprise: "Your dad? What happened to you? I have your file next to me. I can see your information from birth to high school. Where are you?" Dad here? Your dad died in a car accident when you were in the fifth grade of elementary school. Your guardian is your mother."

"And there is no information about your mother's remarriage."

"That means you have been a single-parent family since elementary school."

Yang Jian said: "What nonsense are you talking about? My dad is sitting next to me reading the newspaper."

After speaking, he turned back.

The middle-aged man sitting on the bed next to him was motionless. He raised his arm and held the newspaper, covering his face so that his appearance could not be seen clearly. The lights in the living room and bedroom were not turned on. Except for the light of the computer monitor, the rest of the place was dim. And in such a dim environment, it was impossible to see clearly the words on the newspaper.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Yang Jian reached over and tried to push away the newspaper.

But then he suddenly saw a black and white portrait of a middle-aged man hanging on a cabinet in the room.

Suddenly, his hand froze.

"Yang Jian, there must be something going on there. Hurry, get out of your place."

Liu Xiaoyu's urgent urging came from the other end of the phone.