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None of the security members expected Gao Ming's arrogance. Even Wan Jie darkened his expression. Gao Ming was too bold to expose his identity as a divine ghost before the investigation centre.

The headquarter’s attitude towards ghosts had always been clear-cut: elimination. If Gao Ming claimed that he was human, they still had room for negotiation.

“We’ve investigated everything about you. You and your classmates from Class 13 are not escaping.” Wan Jie stared at Gao Ming. He had not seen a situation like Gao Ming where the man and the ghost were of one body and tied together by the threads of fate.

“Escape? Why should we escape? I’ve lured you here for this moment.” Gao Ming adjusted his facial expression. He was a good psychiatrist, but at that moment, he acted like a perfect mental patient. “After you die, the shadow world will swallow Han Hai, and this void dream will be over.”

Gao Ming mimicked the expressions on the mud figurines. However, with the God of Flesh and Blood standing in the middle of the figurines, it appeared like they were all worshipping Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood.

The security members saw Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood standing in the middle of the black lake once they entered. They didn’t know about the existence of the bloodred city death portrait. In addition to Xia Yang’s description, they naturally thought that Gao Ming was the culprit.

Wan Jie’s eyes could see through things that normal people couldn’t. However, since Gong Xi had coincidentally swallowed the death portrait, all the twisted faith flowed towards the God of Flesh and Blood, creating the illusion that they were on the same side.

Another point that caused Wan Jie’s misjudgment was that he had seen information about the red raincoat in the files sent by Jing Tuoshen. He knew that the red raincoat had appeared at Han De Private School. She was one of the Red Spectres controlled by the research department. The fact that the red spectre was fighting the mud figurines by the black lake meant that they were enemies. Furthermore, even if the red raincoat had escaped the researchers’ control, she had distracted part of the divine figurines, thus helping the security members.

During the mission, things changed in mere seconds. He didn’t have much time to think and many decisions had to be made in an instant. As more broken figurines awakened, Wan Jie gave the order to attack.

The members of Team Three looked like they had been possessed. The hatred in their eyes materialised. No matter their gender, all of them became feminine, and bloodstains appeared on their uniforms.

There were too many security members to avoid the mud figurines in the lake. The figurines moved silently through the shadows. The first scream appeared without warning. Team Three members who walked in front were untouched, but one of the members from Team Eight suddenly disappeared.

The vice leader of Team Eight looked around. A flower-faced figurine appeared at the location where his missing member had occupied seconds ago. Its limbs were short, and it wore the uniform of the missing member.

“Has Xiao Ge turned into a figurine?” One of the other Team Eight members wanted to check. His fingers were about to touch the figurine when his vice leader shouted at him. “Don’t touch it!”

The member listened to the order. However, he soon felt pain in his finger, like something had bitten him. He turned around and saw the flowery face being inches away from his eyes. He saw his reflection in the pupils.

“There’s a living person inside the mud figurine!”

His face in the reflection slowly corroded to grow flowery patterns. At the same time, his face started to burn and itch.

A paper doll climbed on top of the mud figurine and covered its eyes. Then, the head of the figurine was smashed. A rotten flowery-patterned shirt and smelly flesh rolled out of the smashed head.

The oldest team leader used a small copper mallet to smash into the figurine's head again and again. The paper dolls cheered and danced. They tore apart the clothes and ate the meat. Flowery patterns soon appeared on their paper bodies. The contaminated paper dolls started to cry. With no expression, the old man lit the tainted paper dolls on fire.

“You owe me a life.” The old man told the team member. Then, he disappeared into the black lake with his mallet.

Teams One and Three spearheaded the mission, and Team Four was responsible for bringing the rear up. Every team worked together to ensure there were no loopholes.

Different from the brute force employed by the red raincoat, these security members fully utilised the benefits of being humans. They garnered a lot of experience in the taboo game and came up with different solutions to deal with different mud figurines. They tried to gain new curses from the figurines as they lowered the damage dealt to them to the minimum.

Gao Ming underestimated the power of these people. A few of the team leaders could kill Gao Ming, much less all of them.

More mud figurines awakened at the black lake. However, due to the arrival of the security members, the pressure on the red raincoat lessened. The mud figurines retained the consciousness of the dead Gods. Compared to the red raincoat, the living security members were better targets for sacrifice and possession.

Without Gao Ming having to do anything, the mud figurines in the black lake opened their eyes. The dead consciousness surrounded the security members.

“Now, do you know who should escape?” Gao Ming stood on the shoulders of the God of Flesh and Blood. He cackled openly and without fear.

“Leader, this might be a trap. The painter's ghost probably directed us here on purpose.” The vice leader of Team Eight was worried and told Wan Jie.

Wan Jie didn’t give the order to stop, and he kept his eyes on Gao Ming, “Keep moving forward. Do not let go of any opportunity to capture him.”

Gao Ming laughed happily as he scanned the security members. Xuan Wen, who hid behind the God of Flesh and Blood, tried to approach the red raincoat as they prepared to retreat.

Why wouldn’t they escape? The power of the mud figurines was uneven. Some were powerful, and some were not. Gao Ming had no idea how many figurines were at the bottom of the lake. If something scary really appeared, he wouldn’t have the chance to escape.

“Now, I just need to wait for the God of Flesh and Blood.”

Gao Ming urged the God of Flesh and Blood. At the same time, he noticed Xia Yang, who was trapped inside the wall. Teacher Xia resisted the urge to contact Gao Ming to prevent Wan Jie from noticing anything.