Mysterious Awakening-Chapter 589: Making Strange Objects

Yang Jian's consciousness returned safely with the help of Huang Ziya, despite some dangers, but at least he was still alive.

The two returned to the Ping'an Hotel.

This was Yang Jian's room.

Although he had been away for a while, no one had touched anything in the room, and some important items he had left were still there.

For instance, the ghost of Gao Zhiqiang, the red embroidered shoes in that pair of boxes, and a few seldom-used white Ghost Candles.

"Wait for me a moment."

Yang Jian set Huang Ziya down on the sofa, then entered the room.

He had never withdrawn the fourth layer of the Ghost Domain, maintaining it as before, because he wasn't sure if that kind of attack would happen again. Although the fourth layer of the Ghost Domain couldn't block that terrible assault, it could at least prevent other people from peeking. If the person who made the move against him was indeed a ghost controller, the Ghost Domain would still be useful.

Moreover, now he could use the power of the malevolent ghost for a long time without worrying about the risk of the ghost's revival.

The curse-like ringing of the Eight-Tone Music Box was still echoing in his mind.

Huang Ziya frowned as she saw Yang Jian leave temporarily; her thick black hair started to grow rapidly again, and the danger of the malicious ghost's revival appeared on her body once more.

As expected.

Once Yang Jian's suppression was gone, her body would immediately start to be consumed by the ghost.

This process was already irreversible, unless Yang Jian was always by her side.

"It seems the situation is worse than I thought," Yang Jian emerged quickly, still with only half a head and a stiff body exuding a chilling aura.

However, Huang Ziya noticed that Yang Jian now held a small chest in his hands.

The color of the chest was golden yellow, probably made of gold. Usually, such things did not contain anything good.

"Unless headquarters helps me control a second ghost, I'm doomed. But with my current condition, any application would definitely be rejected," Huang Ziya said, motionless, but the sofa was already covered with a layer of black hair.

She did not struggle, nor was she afraid.

She knew she would be safe now because Yang Jian was here.

"The reason headquarters has the method to control a second ghost is that they get all the ghosts we capture. They have enough materials to conduct research and find a matching ghost. But there are no absolutes. I have an immature plan that might be useful to you," Yang Jian walked over and grabbed Huang Ziya's thin arm.

Instantly,

The newly grown eerie black hair began to shrink back, and before long, Huang Ziya returned to her previous state.

Yang Jian's Ghost Hand held the quota to suppress three ghosts, and using one slot on Huang Ziya meant she was temporarily safe.

"What do you plan to do?" Huang Ziya shifted her body, asking eagerly.

"Now is not the time to discuss that; let's handle the body first," Yang Jian's tone was still bizarre, as he reached out and directly opened the chest in front of him.

Suddenly,

A stench of decaying corpses surged out from the chest, so foul it made one want to vomit.

"Is this... a ghost?" Huang Ziya glanced inside and her face changed drastically because she saw a corpse lying within, folded and curled into an odd position, and it was already in a state of decay.

Yang Jian said, "Hmm, this is Gao Zhiqiang's ghost, code name, Ghost Conman. I snatched it from that guy when I first attended a meeting at headquarters. This ghost is very special, one of the more unusual ones I've come across."

Gao Zhiqiang?

Huang Ziya didn't know this person, but she understood that he must also be a ghost manipulator from headquarters, just like herself.

"You stole his ghost? What's so special about that ghost?"

"You'll know soon enough," Yang Jian said as a red ghost eye in his eye socket looked towards the box.

Soon.

The rotting corpse inside the box began to stir, as if struggling or coming back to life.

In no time at all, the decayed body in the box slowly stood up.

"Seems like it can't stay still even inside the box, continuously restoring its body," Yang Jian observed. The corpse had started to rapidly reverse its decay, seeking to return to normal.

But in the next moment.

Yang Jian suddenly reached out and grabbed the corpse by the neck.

Immediately.

The rotting body began to collapse, turning into a pile of useless bones and flesh.

The real ghost, though, was already caught in his hand.

It wasn't a person but a humanoid silhouette, blurry and indistinct, yet this was the true nature of a ghost. The body on the ground was just the result of the ghost having deeply infiltrated Gao Zhiqiang, thinking it was Gao Zhiqiang, and thus incessantly trying to restore itself. If Gao Zhiqiang were eroded by the ghost for a long time, the ghost would completely replace him.

Moreover, normally this ghost is invisible to ordinary people and only appears within the Ghost Domain.

Huang Ziya felt amazed and began to see Yang Jian's methods in a new light.

Where others encountering a real ghost would be too frightened to even flee, Yang Jian dared to touch a ghost directly, seemingly able to hold it in his hand without being affected at all.

"No, that's not right," Huang Ziya suddenly widened her eyes.

She witnessed an incredible scene.

Yang Jian's half-dead body, which had been dead for a while, began to heal.

The head rapidly became whole again, the cold body regained its warmth, and she was still held by Yang Jian's other hand, clearly feeling the body temperature starting to appear in his grasp.

"How is this possible? Your body has healed?" Huang Ziya was so shocked she almost cried out.

Yang Jian, however, remained calm. He said, "This ghost can influence everything around it, body included. I used this to let my body heal, but only parts that haven't been eroded by fierce ghosts, like this arm of mine, which won't heal. It's still the same as it was before."

He looked at his arm, its skin darkened, its palm deathly pale, cold and still as death, no different from a corpse.

"I see..." Although Huang Ziya understood, she still found it incredible.

This method of utilizing a ghost was almost revolutionary for a ghost manipulator's knowledge.

But then, Huang Ziya found her own body also healing, returning to the state of health it had been in before, her emaciated flesh gradually filling out under her skin, her unhealthy complexion becoming rosy and smooth again. Her body, previously paralyzed due to the resurrection by the ghost, regained sensation.

Even her ordinarily unremarkable chest started to swell.

All of a sudden, the thin, haggard, nearly deformed-by-a-fierce-ghost Huang Ziya turned into a beautiful woman with an outstanding figure.

"How does it feel, is there anything that still doesn't seem right? I can help you modify it again," Yang Jian said.

Huang Ziya stood up, looked around, and even checked herself in the mirror. Beyond surprise, she felt a greater sense of joy.

Her figure was simply better than before she became a ghost controller.

"Captain, what exactly is going on? Did you do this on purpose? I wasn't this big before," Huang Ziya said, unable to resist glancing down at her chest after confirming there were no other issues.

Yang Jian's expression remained calm, "I just made the best choice by comparing with the figure of another woman. If you think it's too big, I can change it back for you."

"No need, this is very good," Huang Ziya immediately responded.

Rarely had she become more beautiful and attained such a fine figure; how could she possibly give it up.

"I plan to give you this ghost temporarily. It can help you suppress the resurgence of fierce ghosts. I have other matters to attend to and cannot always help you contain the ghost in your body. Consider this a reward for saving my life," Yang Jian spoke, "But you must not control it for extended periods; otherwise, you will be eroded by the ghost. You can only utilize it."

With that, he glanced around the room, "If you were to carry it with you, what kind of item would you like to choose?"

Huang Ziya, somewhat confused, still followed Yang Jian's suggestion and turned her gaze to a European-style table lamp nearby.

The lamp had some glass crystal pendants, one of which was a beautiful droplet-shaped crystal ornament.

"How about that thing?" Huang Ziya pointed and asked.

Yang Jian nodded, "That will do."

As he spoke, the crystal pendant on the lamp disappeared and then appeared in his hand.

"Captain, what are you planning to do?" Huang Ziya asked, both curious and puzzled.

"To put the ghost inside it. It doesn't need to be sealed with Gold. It only needs to be contained for a short time so it doesn't escape. I had an idea when I was distorting the Ghost Domain," Yang Jian said, holding the droplet-shaped crystal decoration in his hand.

The next moment, his Ghost Eyes opened, and a sinister red light covered the surroundings.

The vague ghostly form he was grasping began to twist, shifting shape erratically like a flickering shadow.

Under the influence of the four-layer Ghost Domain, everything around would change.

But to prevent the ghost from reviving in a short time was impossible with just this; further influence was required.

The fifth layer of the Ghost Domain opened.

The vague and distorted human outline in his hand began to vanish rapidly... first the limbs, then the torso, until only a head remained, twisted into a black dot.

In the end, Yang Jian placed the blurred black dot into the crystal pendant he held in his hand.

Within the transparent and pure ornament, the black dot appeared like an insignificant impurity.

However, this was a ghost in its entirety. Over time, this black dot would gradually break free from its bindings and transform into a real ghost.

"Try it, hold this thing and repeatedly self-suggest that the fierce ghost won't revive. If I haven't miscalculated, it should be useful," Yang Jian tossed the crystal pendant to Huang Ziya.

Huang Ziya hurriedly caught it, her hands trembling involuntarily.

It contained a ghost, after all.

But what filled her with even greater awe was that Yang Jian could play with a ghost in his hands, and moreover, crafted it into a weird object.

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Following Yang Jian's method, Huang Ziya attempted it, holding the crystal and closing her eyes to begin self-suggestion.

With Yang Jian's suppression gone, her thick black hair sprang back to life, growing rapidly once again.

But very soon,

The ghost's revival halted; the dense black hair stopped growing halfway.

Huang Ziya felt a chilling aura invade her body from the crystal in her hand, and it affected the ghost within her, preventing it from continuing to revive.

"It works."

She then opened her eyes and, with a surprised leap, jumped up from the sofa.

"Don't celebrate too early," Yang Jian said, "Take another look at the crystal in your hand."

Huang Ziya spread her palm and saw that the black spot inside the crystal had grown larger, as if pollution was spreading.

"I twisted the body of this ghost, making part of it disappear with a five-layer Ghost Domain, but I left a tiny bit behind. The ghost will gradually revive through this black spot. The more you use it, the faster the revival will be, until the crystal shatters and the vanished ghost reappears before your eyes."

"However, if you use it sparingly, it can ensure your safety for a while," Yang Jian said. "Figure it out on your own."

"I understand, but with such a special item are you really giving it to me?" Huang Ziya blinked.

Yang Jian said, "As I said before, I'm only lending it to you for now. If I die, then it's yours. If I'm still alive, I'll take it back later. Don't lose it. Also, I'm giving you the Ghost Candle; my life isn't that cheap."

"Well, Captain, thank you," Huang Ziya smiled, accepting without demur.

For the first time, she felt that choosing Yang Jian as the captain was the most correct decision in her life because she saw a hope for survival in him.

"No need, you deserve it. Now you can go back, I have other things to do," Yang Jian pointed to the door. "Once you step out, you can leave my Ghost Domain and return to your own room."

"Captain, are you rushing me out?"

Huang Ziya stroked her cheek's black hair: "It's quite late now, actually, I'm very willing to stay, accompany you for a bath, and then unwind; after all, sometimes I'm just a normal woman. Don't always see me just as a teammate."

Having said that, she stared straight at Yang Jian, hoping for his response.

"No need."

Yang Jian still bluntly refused: "If you have that sort of…"

"No need, then I'm going back," Huang Ziya cut him off, seemingly angry as she quickly stood up, shook her hair, and walked towards the door.

Just before she was about to leave, she paused, turned back, and couldn't help asking, "Captain, are you impotent?"

Yang Jian's face darkened instantly; "Are you trying to provoke me?"

Seeing Yang Jian angry, Huang Ziya shrank her neck in fright and hurriedly fled in a gloomy state.

She had indeed been deliberately provoking Yang Jian, but it seemed to have the opposite effect.

After all, how could it be possible for someone who could restore even a half-headless mutilated body to normal to be truly impotent? She just didn't understand why Yang Jian had not even the slightest interest in her?

Could it really be that he didn't like women?

Having left the room, Huang Ziya wandered back to her own place, musing aimlessly and wearing a smile on her face, feeling cheerful.

Today, she realized that the world was not completely despairing—there was still hope.

Yang Jian was Huang Ziya's hope.