"Mobilize all personnel, as long as they are within the country, regardless of their location, I need to know the position of the Ghost Ship imdiately."
After the news about the Ghost Ship was relayed back to headquarters, the weary-looking, gaunt-faced Cao Yanhua imdiately issued an ergency command.
But it was already sowhat late by then.
Because according to normal expectations, the Ghost Ship should have already appeared; however, nobody knew its current exact location. It might still be drifting at sea, or it might already have entered a city sowhere... But Cao Yanhua didn't dare to gamble on the Ghost Ship's location, so he had to find it as quickly as possible.
As long as it's a large-scale anomaly observable with the naked eye in reality, Cao Yanhua believed that the intelligence personnel at headquarters would be able to find it quickly.
Ti passed minute by minute.
The phone on Cao Yanhua's desk remained silent.
This indicated that no significant news had arrived.
"Where could that blasted ship be?" Cao Yanhua was anxious.
Yang Jian was also pondering this question, but instead of wandering around, he returned to Dahai City and imdiately began attempting to locate the Ghost Ship.
"By the ti we find the Ghost Ship using normal thods, it will be too late. I am trying supernatural thods to search for it; if all goes well, we might find it, although there are so risks."
He glanced at He Yuelian, Tong Qian, and the paper figure of Leuk San before planting a red spear into the ground.
Without hesitation, Yang Jian imdiately used the supernatural thod of the Wishing Ghost and made a wish: "I want to know the exact current location of the Ghost Ship."
It was a simple question.
It seed that fulfilling this wish wouldn't be too difficult, but Yang Jian understood that this wish was highly challenging, as predicting an entity of the Ghost Ship's level was extrely difficult.
Indeed.
As soon as he spoke, the blood on the red spear surged crazily into Yang Jian's body; his palm, arm, and the entire arm quickly turned red, and then the color continued spreading to his whole body.
The price of making this wish surpassed the previous occasions of dealing with malevolent ghosts.
Yang Jian frowned slightly, preparing to reboot himself to dispel the supernatural erosion.
But imdiately, sothing strange happened.
The viscous blood that was eroding his body retreated at this point, and his stained body quickly returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
"What's happening?" Leuk San's paper figure was puzzled.
"Obviously, my wish failed, and the location of the Ghost Ship cannot be determined. This is the first ti sothing like this happened," Yang Jian's expression darkened.
"Perhaps it was interfered by the supernatural nature of the Ghost Ship, causing the prediction to fail, which is quite normal," Leuk San's paper figure said.
Yang Jian said, "If it was ordinary predictive ans being disrupted by supernatural interference, failure would be normal, but this is different; it is very special."
The supernatural ability of the Wishing Ghost is frightening, especially after it harnessed the Ghost Cabinet, nearly any human request can be fulfilled, and in the current supernatural realm, completely blocking the double supernatural detection of the Wishing Ghost and the Ghost Cabinet is extrely difficult.
"Anyway, since the prediction failed, we can only wait now for any news from headquarters," Tong Qian said, "In this encounter with the King Organization, headquarters has temporarily deployed a lot of intelligence officers; basically, every city and even towns have personnel from headquarters."
"As long as the Ghost Ship appears in the country, it will definitely be found."
Yang Jian said, "By the ti ordinary people find it, it's already too late."
"But there isn't a better way, is there?" Tong Qian said.
Yang Jian remained silent.
Indeed, there was no better thod; this wretched ship had tornted them for quite so ti. Unless they could eliminate it, he doubted they'd ever sleep soundly again.
But during the subsequent wait, the group did not hear any news about the appearance of the Ghost Ship.
Everything was eerily calm.
Leuk San's paper figure speculated that this ti the Ghost Ship had probably not appeared in the country but abroad or was in an unknown corner of the sea.
After all, the Ghost Ship had gone sowhat out of control after being hit by a supernatural bus, and even the malevolent ghost steering it probably couldn't precisely guide it to a designated location.
A full thirty minutes passed in anxious waiting.
Still, no news of the Ghost Ship.
But based on projections, the Ghost Ship should have once again disappeared from reality by this point.
"If the Ghost Ship successfully landed and released malevolent ghosts again, it would certainly be noticed at this point. It seems our previous concerns were redundant; this landing seems to have avoided the country," Leuk San's paper figure said.
"Keep waiting," Yang Jian said calmly.
The group continued to kill so ti, another twenty minutes passed.
Suddenly, a very important ssage ca from headquarters.
The Ghost Ship had appeared.
"Has it finally shown up? Where is it?" Tong Qian imdiately asked.
He wasn't the captain; such crucial information would only be given to the captain.
Leuk San's paper figure replied imdiately, "Not in Dahai City, in Dazhou City."
"Let's go right now."
Without a word, Yang Jian used the Ghost Domain and imdiately disappeared from the original location with everyone, heading to Dazhou City at maximum speed.
Why this city?
At this mont, Yang Jian felt increasingly uneasy; this city was not very prominent within the country and had no previous supernatural incidents, but he understood what Dazhou City represented.
This city was perfectly normal, without any issues.
However, its location corresponded to a very dangerous supernatural place.
Ancient House.
It was the ancient house that buried a top-notch ghost wielder of the Republic of China era.
Once, when Yang Jian was delivering mail for the Ghost Post Office, he nearly perished in that ancient house, eventually paying a considerable price to successfully escape there.
"Is it a coincidence or was the Ghost Ship guided here by sothing?"
Yang Jian couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.
But plans had to be made.
As soon as they moved, headquarters also took action, and Cao Yanhua imdiately dispatched a plane to transport the golden statue containing Old Qin, hoping the statue could be of help at a critical mont.
Soon.
Yang Jian arrived at Dazhou City.
In a certain part of this city, thin white fog spread everywhere, despite it being daylight, the surrounding light had already dimd, and an old, dilapidated, even slightly tilted gigantic ship appeared like a mirage before everyone.
"A bit late." Leuk San's paper figure had already seen malevolent ghosts constantly falling from the Ghost Ship at this mont.
"Less talk, more action."
Without hesitation, Yang Jian dashed toward the direction of the Ghost Ship.
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