"Please fasten your seatbelt, the flight is about to take off."
Once again boarding the plane to the Capital City.
The difference is that this time, I also wore a mask to avoid being recognized by passersby, causing disruptions such as crowds taking photos.
Sitting in his seat and yawning, Wu Liang glanced at Jiang Min beside him, whose face always carried a serious expression, and her hands seemed to tremble slightly.
"Don’t be so nervous. Going to the official headquarters won’t get you dissected. If they want to wield a knife, it’ll be aimed at me," Wu Liang cheerfully comforted Jiang Min.
After all, as a Symbiont with foresight abilities, the officials wouldn’t be foolish enough to let the crazy folks at the institute cut her up.
On the other hand, the institute’s desire to pin me down on the operating table is intense.
"It’s just... It feels a bit unreal. If I’m really the Symbiont you mentioned, why have I never felt the Fierce Ghost within me?" Jiang Min nervously clenched her fist and said.
Wu Liang didn’t offer her any comfort.
He truly wasn’t clear on the specifics of Symbionts, and there’s one thing he didn’t explain to Jiang Min, hoping the institute folks would inform her—Symbionts, their lifespan has significant issues.
This was something Minister Long mentioned to him before.
"I’ll take a nap. Wake me when we arrive..."
To prevent Jiang Min from asking about things he didn’t understand, Wu Liang simply leaned back in the soft seat and closed his eyes.
Other than the slight turbulence during ascent, the flight stabilized once airborne.
With the passage of time, the sound of steady breathing while asleep came from Wu Liang’s nose.
On the surface, he appeared asleep, but due to the unique ability provided by Nightmare, the Fierce Ghost Minion, he was actually able to remain alert within his dreams.
"Speaking of which, I need to seize the opportunity at Celestial Pool to boost my strength; even the City-Destroying Level isn’t sufficient to cope with a Supernatural Calamity..."
With this thought, Wu Liang, after resting for a while in his dreams, summoned the Ghost Compendium and started flipping through it.
He sought to see if there were any supernatural events near Beijing Airport worth stretching his muscles after arrival.
Bored, he perused the Fierce Ghost information, gradually flipping to the last page of the Ghost Compendium, where he saw the countdown numbers—
Originally feeling sleepy from boredom, Wu Liang instantly opened his eyes upon clearly seeing the number.
He abruptly stood up from his seat, even the seatbelt strapped around his waist tore apart as if it posed no resistance.
His sudden reaction startled Jiang Min beside him and the passing flight attendant!
"Sir, are you... alright?"
The flight attendant approached him tentatively, seeing the seatbelt torn by brute force made her uneasy.
This strength is evidently not normal for a human! Is this masked man an Awakened?
"Sorry, I’m fine, I just had a nightmare," Wu Liang replied with a somewhat grim expression as he sat back down. The furrow between his brows showed no signs of relaxing.
There’s a problem! A big problem!
Why did the Ghost Compendium’s countdown change to [203]?!
Since entering the official sphere, it’s been less than a hundred days. If the initial countdown was [365] days, logically it should now exceed nearly three hundred days!
How could it suddenly lose so many days!
Could it be possible that the second Supernatural Calamity was hastened due to unknown factors?
"Wu Liang, something seems off about this flight..."
As Wu Liang pondered the countdown issue with a frown, Jiang Min suddenly tugged at his clothing, timidly uttering an odd statement.
By now, the plane had been airborne for over an hour.
High above, Jiang Min suddenly sensed a familiar crisis, that chilling sensation raising her hairs in a deathly alarm, causing her to tremble.
"There might be a ghost on this plane!"
She was surprised by this conclusion herself, as normally she would have detected a supernatural occurrence the moment she stepped on board, just like before!
How come she only predicted a supernatural event after over an hour of flight?
Next, Jiang Min promptly informed Wu Liang of her premonition.
"How long until the supernatural lockdown?" Wu Liang’s squinting eyes focused as he inquired.
The Ghost Compendium’s countdown anomaly was set aside for now; the supernatural event on board was an urgent matter!
Considering this altitude is quite different from the ground, a Fierce Ghost crashing the plane would be of no concern for him, but what about the other passengers?
Casualties would be inevitable!
Ensuring no issues with the plane while resolving the supernatural incident was critical!
"Approximately... ten minutes!"
Upon hearing the exact time, Wu Liang’s mind quickly unraveled the core issue—
If Jiang Min’s ability hadn’t immediately foreseen Fierce Ghosts on the plane, it indicated no true manifestation of a supernatural event here. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel-fire.net
The real location for the supernatural occurrence should be where the plane would be in ten minutes.
Hence, in a sense, this flight was scheduled to enter into the range of the supernatural lockdown!
The plane mustn’t proceed along its original flight path!
"Understood. Wait for me in your seat!"
With that said, Wu Liang’s figure vanished into thin air, reappearing at the forefront of the cabin.
Here, two stewardesses were chatting, and nearby was the cockpit door.
Seeing Wu Liang appear out of nowhere shocked them, expressions turning wary.
Before they could speak, Wu Liang pulled down his mask and said, "I’m an Official Awakened reporter... Forget it, Shadow! This name should be more familiar to you, take me to the captain."
Originally, He Zhan had shouted explanations using Shadow’s codename during a news broadcast, making citizens more familiar with the alias.
Upon hearing Wu Liang declare his identity, and looking at his somewhat familiar face, the stewardesses’ guard noticeably eased.
Still, they didn’t take action, continuing to observe Wu Liang, as identity couldn’t be confirmed in a glance.
Seeing this, Wu Liang helplessly rolled his eyes, walking to the cockpit door, apologizing, "I don’t have time for you to verify my identity. Any property damage will be reimbursed with Beijing official headquarters after the flight."
As he finished speaking, his hand was already placed on the door, veins bulging...