"This is an outdated plan,"
Yang Jian concluded after seriously examining the proposal.
The conditions for completing this plan were very harsh.
It required both groups to reach a state of not being alone, and also for one group to have the courage to sacrifice themselves.
Because by lighting the Ghost Candle and drawing the ghost away, the group that does so would not be attacked, but they were doomed to never leave the Ghost Domain. They would be forever followed by the ghost behind them. As for why the other group would survive and leave safely, Yang Jian did not know; this would require a personal attempt to understand.
However, at the very bottom of the parchment, a line of writing that seemed unfinished caught Yang Jian’s attention.
"Perhaps I can find a way to make that ghost misjudge the number..."
Yang Jian paused slightly when he saw this last sentence.
Make the ghost misjudge the number?
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If such a mistaken judgment were made, the ghost would target an individual who was alone and would not attack others.
But, how could that be possible?
This was even more difficult than gathering two groups of people together.
"No, maybe it really is possible."
Yang Jian immediately dismissed the idea of impossibility that had entered his mind and then realized what the parchment was suggesting he do.
Use that blood-stained old newspaper to alter the ghost’s memory.
Only then might the ghost misjudge the number of ghosts.
"But can one change a ghost’s memory, is that realistic?" This doubt surfaced in his mind once again.
Not to mention the dangers of direct contact with the ghost while altering its memory but whether the blood-stained old newspaper actually had the ability to change a ghost’s memory.
Implanting memories in a ghost, altering memories; it all sounded so unrealistic.
Do ghosts even have memories?
Perhaps they do, perhaps they don’t, but that’s not important. What’s important is that ghosts don’t act according to memories, and even if one successfully altered the memories with the blood-stained old newspaper, it was still uncertain whether it would be effective. ℞𝘢ŊŐ₿Ε𝙎
Even if it were effective.
Could memories altered by the old newspaper really affect a ghost?
Yang Jian did not know because he had never tried it; he only knew that the old newspaper was useful for people and for Ghostmasters, but he had never tried it on a complete ghost. Check latest chapters at novel⟡fire.net
"Could this be another trap on the human skin parchment? It didn’t tell me to use the old newspaper to change the memory of that ghost, just to find a way to make the ghost misjudge the number," Yang Jian’s gaze shifted slightly, feeling that there might be a potential trap.
If he wasn’t careful, not only might he lose the Ghost Rope, but the blood-stained old newspaper would likely not be preserved either.
Or perhaps the trap isn’t here at all but in the contact with that ghost.
To change the ghost’s memory, a direct confrontation is necessary.
This is the most dangerous part, for if the endeavor fails, it would result in a total wipeout.
There are many places where traps could be hidden. Yang Jian was wary, somewhat unclear whether the human skin parchment truly wished to help him survive this supernatural event or intended to ensure his death here.
"Yang Jian, what are you looking at?"
Zhang Lei noticed he had been silent the entire trip, seemingly staring at a piece of paper, completely unfocused on the surroundings.
"Nothing much. I’m considering a way to leave here alive. We can’t resolve this supernatural event on our own; survival is already the greatest luxury we can hope for. The headquarters have said the same; there’s no need for us to confront that ghost. We just need to survive," Yang Jian said as he slightly lifted his head and clenched the human skin parchment in his palm, keeping it from other people’s view.
"If we gather enough people, we should be able to leave this place, right? At least we won’t have to worry about being killed by the ghost," Wang Jiang also came over and whispered.
"Gathering enough people is just the first step to survival, but don’t forget, we are still within this ghost’s Ghost Domain. This Ghost Domain is very unusual; it does not influence the surrounding objects nor does it cause us to have hallucinations. It hasn’t formed a strange, special space. It just traps us in the training base, preventing us from leaving."
Yang Jian surveyed his surroundings, "If this situation persists, something terrible that we can’t predict will definitely happen."
"Ghosts don’t trap us in one place for no reason. Even if we gather enough people to avoid the ghost’s killing pattern for now, this balance can’t last forever. As long as we keep staying here, there’s still the possibility of being killed."
"Yang Jian is right, we can’t stay in the same place with such a terrifying ghost. Who knows what might happen if too much time passes," said the woman named Huang Ziya, full of worry.
Everyone nodded in agreement, deeply convinced.
"So, have you thought of any way to leave?" Zhang Lei asked.
Yang Jian responded, "Still thinking. Right now, finding the others is more important. The ghost is still killing, still growing. If we can’t withstand this first wave of attacks, no other thoughts will matter."
If the number of ghosts on their side was surpassed, they would have no chance of even facing a ghost. With all of their ghosts suppressed, they would have no means to fight back, only to be harvested by that ghost.
Everyone felt heavy-hearted.
The joy of escaping death quickly dissipated, replaced by a lingering shadow of death over their hearts, creating a suffocating feeling that was inescapable.
But their desire to survive drove them to do the right things, seeking that sliver of hope for survival.