The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

Although ghost riders have different physiques from ordinary people, they still need to rest. While several ghost riders took turns to take a nap, Hu Jiu also took a nap.

The nightmare ability was activated.

Hu Jiu's consciousness entered the dream. The surroundings were as dark and deep as the space. In the distance, there were countless light spots like stars, which flickered and flickered.

Those light spots were other people's dreams. The density of light spots can symbolize the population density in reality to a certain extent. Ordinary people's dreams are not stable, and they may not dream when they sleep, but Hu Jiu can use the nightmare ability to force others to dream and pull them into the stable nightmare space he built.

However, he didn't come to play the nightmare game this time, but wanted to peek.

He selected a pale yellow light spot nearby, touched it lightly, and sneaked into other people's dreams.

It was dark and blurry in front of him. Several ferocious dogs were chasing a man whose face could not be seen clearly. The man was frightened by the dogs. It seemed that his whole body was running hard, but his legs were moving slowly, as if they were rusted and could not move.

The dog caught up with the man, and the next second, the scene in front of him disappeared.

This short nightmare was over.

It was not what Hu Jiu wanted to find, so he quickly went to another person's dream.

A person who was constantly falling from a high altitude and roaring.

Next.

"How could there be such a lewd thing?"

Next.

The scene of murdering his companions was repeated.

After searching for a long time, Hu Jiu increased his efforts to stimulate the nightmare's spirit. A few stars appeared around him, and he finally found the target. It was a slightly dim light point that would be overlooked if he was not careful.

Entering this dream, what comes into view is the misty fog. The surrounding scenes are bizarre and changing all the time. Everything seems so strange. It seems that there are strange creatures whispering in the corner, with low and hoarse voices, as if ancient spells are echoing in the air.

In the center of the dream, a ball-shaped monster that is difficult to describe in words, like countless maggots gathered together, is twisting and wriggling. Things that look like chicken legs are flying in the air. The monster chases the chicken legs and swallows them in big mouthfuls.

It is hard to imagine that such a picture would appear in a dream, or...this is not a human dream at all.

A black spell fell silently on the monster.

The monster was unaware and was still gnawing on the big chicken leg.

The voice of questioning echoed in the dream: "Where are you from?"

"Eat, eat..."

"Do you remember how you were born?"

"Delicious..."

"About the origin of ghosts..."

"Chicken legs are really delicious..."

Retarded!

Hu Jiu exited the nightmare.

I thought I had encountered a rare and intelligent ghost this time, but I didn't expect that it only looked intelligent on the surface, but was still a fool.

I didn't get any useful information.

Hu Jiu walked out of the room and came to the deck. Although a ghost had mixed into the team, he had no intention of reminding others, and even hoped that the ghost would make trouble.

He wanted to see others suffer bad luck to please himself.

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The current situation on the Shichuan was very cruel. Nearly half of the people died. Even a well-trained army would probably collapse when encountering such a casualty rate, let alone a group of pampered chaebols.

If a normal person took a look at the tragic scene on the Shichuan now, he would probably be scared to sweat. A large number of untreated corpses fell to the ground in a twisted manner, and there was still a look of fear on their faces.

There were also casualties on the Zhan Ying, and the atmosphere was inevitably a little sad. Familiar comrades were fine one second ago, and they were gone the next second. No matter how strong a person's heart is, it is impossible for him to feel good.

But at least there is the Shichuan for comparison. When you are sad, looking at other people's misery can effectively relieve negative emotions.

Jin Kuidong and Fu Youhua talked for a long time. After discussion, they decided to take over the Shichuan.

In name, it is cooperation, but the actual purpose is understood by those who understand. Cannon fodder is inevitably used in supernatural events. If cannon fodder can't even play the role of cannon fodder, why should we provide help to a group of stray dogs?

Zhan Ying gradually approached the Shichuan. The two ships were very close, but Zhan Ying did not accept outsiders for the time being. It only sent people to help maintain order. Anyway, the Shichuan was only damaged in the power system and was not short of supplies.

There were several supernatural items on the Shichuan, and Zhan Ying did not keep them for them to avoid the other party's negative mentality of "being exploited". It's not a high-end product. You can take it away at any time if you want. Why act like a greedy robber?

After all the work was almost done, the last problem was the disposal of the corpses. It was definitely not okay to pile them up, but if they were all thrown into the sea, a large number of corpses might mutate in the supernatural environment.

After discussion, Fu Youhua decided to burn all the corpses with ghost fire.

The ghost fire was a fierce ghost taken in by the headquarters. Based on this ghost, the research department developed some lethal weapons against the supernatural. In this case, it was used to cremate the corpses, which was both efficient and convenient.

The corpses were cremated into ashes one by one. The ashes were only temporarily collected in bags. Some of the ashes were taken away by family members, and some were not claimed by anyone at all.

In an era where fierce ghosts are rampant, human life is so fragile.

The scope of the sea shrouded in darkness is still spreading.

Zhang Yuwei took Bai Yang to stand in the bubble and floated back and forth on the nearby sea, but unfortunately they still found nothing and failed to find the source of this supernatural event.

Huang Jingxing and Hu Jiu stood on the deck and chatted. There were many ghost riders on the ship, but most of them were working without effort.

"I don't know when this operation will end?" Huang Jingxing said in a flat tone. His current mummy image actually has a little advantage. Others can't see his face, observe his expression, and basically can't guess his thoughts.

"When the problem is solved." Hu Jiu responded indifferently.

"The key is that the source ghost has not appeared yet!" Huang Jingxing was a little annoyed.

There are only supernatural phenomena, but the core crux of the cause of the supernatural phenomena cannot be found. The sea is still calm and silent, and the huge ocean has become a pool of dead water. There is no light in all directions, and even the aquatic creatures in the water have no idea where they have gone. In such an environment, it is inevitable that people will feel depressed.

Of course, Huang Jingxing was just complaining casually. When the source ghost did not appear, it was like an invisible sword hanging over his head. But when the source ghost really appeared, he might not be willing to face it.

Hu Jiu lowered his eyes slightly. It was not difficult to find the source ghost. He could actively summon the ghost...