Silence!
After listening to Jing Ting's report, the provincial secret service team office was silent.
He Dingbang, who was sitting at the head of the table, crossed his arms like a statue. His eyes were like the bottomless sea.
"Is there really a netherworld?"
After a long time, someone finally spoke.
His shout had opened the curtain.
"I'm afraid it can't be fake. The hundreds of people in the Gao family are proof!”
"The netherworld has really appeared!”
"Is this a blessing or a curse?"
The crowd discussed for a while and frowned.
For the officials, the biggest taboo was having power that exceeded their control.
If he couldn't control it, he couldn't control the risks.
For example, the current evil spirit disaster.
Compared to evil spirits, there were more legends about gods and they were more difficult to grasp.
"We can't even control ghosts, let alone gods.”Someone smiled bitterly and sighed,"What an eventful time!"”
This was a pessimist who believed that all forces beyond control were bombs.
Some people were optimistic and refuted.
"We can't fight against evil spirits at all. If this goes on, all of mankind will be extinct. However, I think that the appearance of the underworld is a good thing.”
A middle-aged woman wearing glasses looked excited.
Previously, there was no hope for humanity.
However, the appearance of the underworld revealed a glimmer of hope.
Perhaps, this would be humanity's only hope!
Many people had this thought.
This was very normal. When faced with a problem that one couldn't solve, it was easy to place their hopes on others.
Moreover, wasn't the Netherworld specially used to control demons and ghosts?
"We can't place our hopes on the illusory gods. We have to control our own destiny!”
He Dingbang finally spoke.
The moment he opened his mouth, it usually meant that he had made a decision.
The others did not argue. They all sat up straight and waited for orders.
"Although we can't place all our hopes on the gods, we can't offend them either.”
He Dingbang said in a deep voice.
"Tell Wu City to put down what they are doing and investigate the Netherworld. They must meet the God at all costs!”
" First of all, we have to confirm whether this so-called netherworld is the netherworld that we are familiar with. If it is a ghost impersonating it and putting on a show for me, it means that a big conspiracy is brewing!”
" Secondly, we need to figure out the purpose of the gods. The underworld has disappeared for countless years, and now it has suddenly returned. What kind of secrets are hidden in it?”
"Lastly, find a way to use the power of the netherworld to deal with the evil ghosts!”
He Dingbang walked to the window with his hands behind his back.
He could see that outside the provincial capital, which had a population of tens of millions, black gas was soaring into the sky and Yin energy was boiling.
It was like a huge encirclement that was being pulled apart step by step.
Although there was no major chaos in the provincial capital, this scene was shocking.
Who could save this world?
Could it be the netherworld?
……
Jing Tian, of course, didn't know what had happened to the provincial Secret Service.
All of his thoughts were focused on leveling up.
The right way was to make use of the 30 lackeys to level up as soon as possible.
However, his efficiency had not been improved.
It couldn't be helped. Most of the evil spirits in Wu City had been cleaned up.
Almost none of those who were arrogant remained.
Those who were more low-key and cautious rarely revealed their tracks. Even the ghost soldiers had no way of finding them.
Therefore, Jing Tian had no choice but to send Li Mu's team of ghost soldiers out of the city.
The number of evil spirits outside the city increased exponentially, but the risk also increased.
Li Mu and the others had to be more careful to avoid alerting the enemy and provoking high-level ghosts that they could not deal with.
Human wisdom was infinite. Since the ghost soldiers couldn't find the evil ghost, Jing Tian changed his mind and decided to use the power of the Internet.
He browsed the local forums in Wu City.
There was a supernatural section where many citizens would post when they encountered strange things.
The original owner of Jing Tian's body had asked for help on the forum.
With the help of the Internet, Jing Tian's efficiency had increased again.
Usually, once the townsfolk posted, the ghost soldiers would sneak over at night.
What was depressing was that some people did not encounter ghosts at all. They were just scaring themselves. Some even made up stories to scare people on the forum.
Jing Tian gnashed his teeth in hatred, but he couldn't do anything about it.
He did not expect that he would attract the attention of others by posting on the forum all day long.
"F * ck, you're actually still alive?"
A private message was sent.
Jing Tian looked at the ID and saw that it was the leader of the Mystic Way Sect.
He remembered that when Jing Tian first posted a message asking for advice, it was this Sect Leader of the Mystic Way who replied to him.
He told him that he would soon suffer if he accepted the money from the evil ghost.
The original Jing Tian was so frightened that he chose to commit suicide before the evil ghost arrived.
"You haven't been online for many days, so I thought you were gone. When I saw your ID light up again just now, I thought I saw wrongly.”
The Xuan Men Sect had a lot to talk about. Jing Tian didn't answer, but started talking to himself.
"Big brother, what's wrong? How did you survive?"
This person was not simple. He should be a master of the Celestial Sect of Wonders with magic power.
Jing Tian thought for a moment. If he wanted to develop the Inferno, it wouldn't hurt to have more contact with such people.
Hence, she started chatting with him.
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