Chapter 20: But You're Wearing Adidas, King

Chapter 20: But You’re Wearing Adidas King

Chen Feng and the others wore complicated expressions.

It was a lie to say they weren’t envious.

To obtain a contract ghost spirit right from the rookie round—no wonder the higher-ups valued it so much. The label “tremendous potential” was well deserved.

At that moment, Luo Yulong also turned his gaze over, sizing up the lecherous ghost with a scrutinizing look. “What level is your guy here?”

Wang Tao said nothing, but the lecherous ghost was the first to speak, his expression darkening. “Kid, you better figure out who you’re talking to. That shrimp behind you won’t save you.”

Zhou Xiangfu tugged at Luo Yulong’s sleeve behind him, whispering a warning: “Don’t stir trouble. He’s at the Fierce Ghost level.”

Luo Yulong was shaken, stepping back, even his gaze toward Wang Tao turning cautious.

Suddenly, an anomaly occurred again. The book holding the mirror ghost’s essence began to shake violently, more so than before.

“Not good, it’s about to come out!”

Chen Feng hurriedly looked at Wang Tao. “Sir... could your contract ghost spirit help us out?”

For a Fierce Ghost to suppress a fierce spirit was no problem, but at this critical moment, the lecherous ghost turned into a swirl of black smoke and darted back into Wang Tao’s rear.

“I... I can’t keep him out for too long.”

Wang Tao’s face turned pale, whether from fear or exhaustion was unclear.

The shaking intensified. Everyone was on high alert. At the crucial moment, Duan Ming suddenly snatched the book and pressed it down with his knee.

At the same time, he scanned it.

The description of the mirror ghost had changed significantly.

[Hint: The seed has been planted; the mission to invade reality is complete. Under the deadly threat of a Fierce Ghost, it is using a disaster-grade high-level item and attempting to escape back to the Phantom Realm.]

Trying to escape? Not so easy.

Duan Ming flipped his hands—red toilet paper in his left, Jiang Xiaoxiao’s toy gun in his right—pressing them firmly against the book.

Just as he was about to fire, the shaking suddenly stopped.

So fast!

The hint quickly provided an answer.

Looking down, it was just an ordinary book.

Then, a hateful voice echoed from all directions.

“Damn, I was forced to use a precious inscribed stone.”

“You’re Duan Ming, right? I’ve remembered you.”

“We will definitely meet again. Next time, I’ll tear you apart!”

The voice gradually faded until it vanished.

***

Duan Ming was silent.

Not out of fear of the mirror ghost’s threats.

He recalled the hint stating the mirror ghost was sent to plant a seed in the real world.

A seed? What kind of seed? Where was it planted?

And…

An inscribed stone?

This disaster-grade item capable of connecting two worlds was certainly not something a mere fierce spirit could acquire easily; it must have been granted by whoever was behind the mirror ghost.

Who exactly was this person?

The conspiracy was likely far more terrifying than imagined.

He had a bad premonition.

Silence lingered for a long time. Eventually, Chen Feng mustered courage and checked the book again.

“Looks like... it’s fine now.”

Duan Ming came to his senses. “Yeah.”

He flipped open the book, took out a shard of glass inside, and smashed it on the ground. The glass shattered into pieces, signaling the end of this invasion.

Everyone survived the ordeal and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Chen Feng stepped forward, openly admiring and grateful. “Duan Ming, thank you so much today. On behalf of First High School and Jin City, I thank you.”

Duan Ming, since the problem was temporarily resolved, simply waved off the thanks. “What are you saying? I’m also a student of First High School and a resident of Jin City.”

“That’s true, but still, thanks for your help. Though, what the mirror ghost said at the end…” Chen Feng said, worried.

“Besides the Big Bad Wolf, which villain do you know who actually keeps their promise to ‘I will definitely come back’? Relax, even if I do return to the Phantom Realm, it’s vast—hard to run into each other.”

And even if we met, I wouldn’t be afraid.

Of course, Duan Ming only muttered this silently.

Just then…

“Sigh~ Finally over.”

The voice wasn’t Chen Feng’s sigh but came from the corridor outside the classroom.

With the crisis lifted, Luo Yulong reverted to his aloof demeanor. Somehow, he’d already slipped outside, standing with his hands behind his back, half-turned to speak.

Duan Ming poked Chen Feng. “Hey, who’s that guy? Just saw him bumping into things in the dark like an idiot.”

“That’s Luo Yulong, a Phantom Controller,” Chen Feng said awkwardly, nervously tapping his big toe.

Luo Yulong: (-_-)

***

Duan Ming then noticed Zhou Xiangfu beside Luo Yulong, also with hands behind his back. He asked again, “Is that guy with the hole in his head his contract ghost spirit? Doesn’t seem that intimidating.”

Better than the headless Xiao Yun watching an explosion.

Pfft~

A gush of blood suddenly sprayed from the large hole in Zhou Xiangfu’s head.

“Enough,” Luo Yulong said calmly, turning and slowly walking back into the classroom, taking over half a minute.

Watching Luo Yulong deliberately slow his movements, like a close-up in a TV show, Duan Ming couldn’t help but tease, “Hey, could you stop acting like a domineering CEO? You’ve got a slap mark on your face.”

The veins on Luo Yulong’s forehead bulged.

He pretended not to hear.

With a cold face, he asked, “Are you interested in joining the Phantom Controller Association?”

“Lord Luo, he doesn’t even have a contract ghost spirit yet. Isn’t that against the rules?” Chen Feng objected for the first time, clearly impressed by Duan Ming’s talent.

“Though the Phantom Controller Association ranks above the Supernatural Investigation Bureau, don’t you all only accept those with contract ghost spirits? Even if we’ve encountered promising individuals before, no other controllers have been admitted directly. They’re first trained in our bureau until they acquire a contract ghost spirit, then transferred.”

Luo Yulong said, “Do you think courage and wit like his would make getting a contract ghost spirit a problem? Besides, he said he already has a friendly ghost spirit in the Phantom Realm.”

“Uh…”

Chen Feng was speechless, turning his gaze behind him, but Duan Ming was nowhere to be found where he’d just stood.

Looking back, he nearly lost his soul.

There, by Zhou Xiangfu’s side, Duan Ming was thoroughly examining him from top to bottom, poking him occasionally, mumbling.

“An ancient ghost~ How rare, not sure if real or not.”

Zhou Xiangfu, as a ghost spirit, had already sensed deadly pressure when Duan Ming took out the red toilet paper earlier. He dared not move, only his eyes darted back and forth.

Then Duan Ming exclaimed with sudden understanding, “Wait, so you’re a fake.”

Zhou Xiangfu lost his temper. “What are you saying! I’m ancient!”

Duan Ming was stunned by the outburst, weakly pointing at his shoes.

“But you’re wearing Adidas King.”

“And…”

“Your clothes still have the tags on.”

(End of Chapter)