The Soumingqian Ghost: Appears in many supernatural novels and is suspected to have originated from them. Its initial attack method is primarily mental pollution, causing victims to enter a state of fear and die in illusions. It is currently classified as C-class and can switch between real and illusory states. To harm someone, it requires the victim to meet a prerequisite: picking up a Soumingqian.
Each Soumingqian is a clone of the Soumingqian Ghost. The main body and its clones can swap freely, making it difficult to kill. The following is the complete process of a victim being harmed, with an expandable audio call recording.
After fifteen minutes, Yu Zhibo finished understanding the information about the Soumingqian Ghost and felt a slight headache.
This was not because the Soumingqian Ghost was too powerful, but because it had too many lives. Almost every Soumingqian represented one of its lives, and these Soumingqian were distributed across various locations, making them very difficult to find.
"Forget it, I'll try first. If it doesn't work, I'll abandon the mission and prepare fully for the Dark Secret Realm tomorrow!"
With this thought, Yu Zhibo began to adjust the newly purchased micro-camera. The camera lived up to its price of 25 merit points; it was very sturdy. Yu Zhibo punched it, and it remained undamaged.
After connecting via Bluetooth and adjusting the camera, Yu Zhibo started his livestream. Instantly, dense crowds of people began to pour in, reaching over 500,000 in the blink of an eye. The barrage of comments also became chaotic:
"Holy crap, the streamer is still alive! I can finally sleep."
"Streamer, how was yesterday's battle? Describe it verbally~"
"Came here by reputation, just to see the crap. Understand?"
"Anyone want to see some lewd drawings? Add WeChat #@￥055#!132#@#, we have everything~"
"McPee guy, die for me!"
"Here it is, the nemesis of trolls. He's online! Everyone, remember to close your eyes at any time while watching the stream. Trolls, keep your eyes open."
"I don't believe it. I'm just spraying from my phone. Can the streamer really come through the internet and smash my head into the keyboard @#%！@#%！#@iug￥gigyksBhi"
"23333, keyboard warrior in front, are you okay? (waggles)"
"It's good that the streamer is okay. With so many anomalies now, we ordinary people rely on you for protection. Keep it up!"
Yu Zhibo watched the comments with a smile. Seeing that many people were concerned about him, his heart warmed.
"I'm fine, everyone. My phone was damaged in yesterday's battle, which is why the stream was interrupted. So today, I specifically bought a reinforced micro-camera, with an 80-megapixel soft-light dual camera. It not only illuminates my handsome face but also greatly enhances your viewing experience. Remember to follow me~"
Yu Zhibo was becoming increasingly skilled at live streaming. After saying a few casual words, he continued, "Today, I've taken on a mission to eliminate a Soumingqian Ghost in the Shiqiao District. If any of my viewers live in that area and have picked up a Soumingqian, please let me know."
The number of viewers in the livestream continued to grow, quickly reaching over a million.
"Streamer, you're an orphan. Your ultimate ability can only bounce once in my house, you idiot. If you have the guts, come after me~"
Yu Zhibo casually fabricated a comment and read it aloud, putting on an indignant expression.
Seeing his expression, many viewers immediately reacted, and a wave of "holy crap" comments swept across the screen.
"Holy crap, streamer, don't do that~"
"I saw it, no one sent that comment. Tell us honestly, did you want to type 'shit'?"
"Let's see the crap!"
"Is my brother lonely? + WeChat"
Yu Zhibo ignored these comments and said indignantly, "Brothers, he said that about me, and I can't stand it. I work hard to protect the country and the people, and yet this viewer..."
Mid-sentence, he activated his Sharingan, catching many viewers who were waiting for him to finish off guard.
Instantly, all the netizens who saw his eyes were plunged into an endless sea of excrement.
The comments became sparse.
"Emotion Points +86.75w points."
Yu Zhibo chuckled. Then, he looked at the netizens who had emerged from the excrement sea and were spewing various vulgarities in the comments, and said sternly, "So, from now on, please don't curse casually. You can curse me, but don't involve my family."
For the sake of emotion points, he had even exposed his true abilities. As for his face, was it as valuable as emotion points?
Anyway, these foolish netizens were all masochistic. Even though his excrement sea was a bit disgusting, it wouldn't cause much harm and had instead become a major selling point for his stream.
Afterward, amidst a barrage of curses, he went to the military district to collect a modified Santana for free and drove directly to Shiqiao District.
"First, No. 12, Lane 7, West side of Lingnan Village, Shiqiao District."
"Second, also No. 15, Lane 6, Lingnan Village."
"Third..."
In the car, Yu Zhibo silently memorized the addresses mentioned in the mission details. Soon, he arrived at the building of the first address.
"Lane Seven, Number Twelve," Yu Zhibo murmured the address and then said directly to the camera, "Brothers, I've found the first victim who picked up a Soumingqian. The Soumingqian is the karma of the Soumingqian Ghost. As long as I can successfully get the Soumingqian from his hand, I can transfer the ghost's karma to myself."
As he spoke, Yu Zhibo knocked on the door of No. 12.
"Who is it?" a tired voice came from inside.
"I'm from the Shenhua Bureau, the specialist responsible for handling Soumingqian cases. Please open the door!"
The door slowly opened, and from the gap, a yellow "dog head" protection emerged.
The yellow dog head, with its slightly upturned mouth and slanted eyes, was exactly like the "dog head protection" emoji on Weibo.
Clearly, fearing harm from the Soumingqian Ghost, this resident had summoned the dog head to protect himself.
"How is it? Old Zhang, is it someone from the Shenhua Bureau?"
The gap in the door widened, and a "waggles" emoji emerged.
This "waggles" emoji had a round, cute face, a slightly upturned mouth that was proud but not arrogant, rosy cheeks that evoked warmth, right-looking eyes full of joy that sparked the imagination, and slightly raised eyebrows that hid his fame and achievements, just like the "waggles" emoji circulating online.
The comments were immediately filled with "666".
Yu Zhibo was also somewhat speechless, but after opening his Sharingan, he indeed saw that after summoning the protective emojis, both of them were emitting a mental energy that reduced hostility.
However, what was more evident was a black aura emanating from them, as if they were contaminated. Clearly, this black aura was the karmic curse they had suffered after picking up the Soumingqian.
"The Soumingqian Ghost is a C-class anomaly. Even if they summon protective emojis, it's probably useless. Moreover, summoning protective emojis will consume their essence, spirit, and vitality." Yu Zhibo sighed inwardly, looking at the two with sympathy.
It was clear that these two were the ones in the area who had picked up the Soumingqian. Out of fear, they had come together for warmth and comfort.
He showed them his identification, then pushed the door open and walked in, sitting on the living room sofa. "Let me see the Soumingqian."
Seeing Yu Zhibo's composure, the two seemed to calm down considerably. They withdrew their protective emojis and revealed their true faces.
These two were one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. One had a buzz cut, and the other was bald, but they shared a common trait: their complexions were haggard, with dark circles under their eyes, looking as if they hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
Upon hearing what was said on the stream, the two raised their right palms. On their palms were pieces of paper money, one with a denomination of 50 and the other of 100. They were covered in blood, so vividly red that they almost completely obscured the paper.
Having reviewed the information, Yu Zhibo knew that the moment the blood completely covered the paper money, it would be the time of their deaths.
In reality, the Soumingqian Ghost could harm the victim directly the first time they picked up the paper money. However, it did not do so. Instead, it approached step by step, creating fear, and then feeding on that fear to grow stronger. Finally, when the victim's fear reached its peak, which was also when the blood completely covered the paper money, humans at this moment were the most delicious nourishment.
"Master, can I... can I still be saved?" the fat one among the two asked tremblingly. He didn't know how to address an extraordinary person. Although Yu Zhibo looked young, he didn't underestimate him, as he was his only lifeline.
The thinner one also looked at Yu Zhibo with anticipation.
Yu Zhibo pondered for two seconds, then his palm lit up with lightning, transforming into a lightning blade, which he extended towards the paper money in the fat man's hand.
Instantly, the moment the lightning blade touched the paper money, it emitted a puff of black smoke. As if stimulated, it frantically drilled into the fat man's hand. The edges of the paper money became incredibly sharp, cutting the fat man's palm and drawing blood. The fat man immediately cried out in pain.
Yu Zhibo frowned, dispersed the lightning blade, and sighed, "This is difficult to handle~"
As the lightning blade dispersed, the paper money stopped cutting. Half of it had sunk in, and the other half remained stuck to the fat man's palm.
Hearing Yu Zhibo's words, the expressions of the two became desperate.
The thinner one gritted his teeth and said, "If it doesn't work, I'll chop off my hand. I don't believe it can still harm me!"
"It's useless. Your bodies are already covered in the karmic aura of the Soumingqian Ghost. Even if you cut off your hands, the paper money will appear on other parts of your bodies," Yu Zhibo said. "Let me try again."
Saying this, the tomoe in his Sharingan spun, and he extended his spiritual power towards the paper money.
Instantly, an evil mental will fed back from the paper money, as if an unknown entity was peeking at him.
"Since it's peeking, it's manageable!" Yu Zhibo's lips curved into a smile, and then he created a shadow clone.
Subsequently, the shadow clone transformed into the appearance of the fat man. Looking at the paper money, the tomoe in its Sharingan spun, and it placed its hand on the paper money in the fat man's hand, beginning to cast an illusion.
The fat man saw a person exactly like himself appear out of nowhere and was a little scared, but he eventually calmed down.
Thus, the paper money, as if affected by the illusion, mistook the clone for the fat man. The upper half of the paper money pulled out of the fat man's flesh and blood and finally stuck to the shadow clone's palm. The karmic black aura on the fat man's body also transferred over.
The fat man's face was filled with ecstasy.
"Success!" Yu Zhibo chuckled and then looked at the thinner man. "Your turn!"
The thinner man also excitedly extended his hand. Halfway through, he hesitated and said, "Master, will there be any problems if you take over as the carrier of the paper money?"
Upon hearing this, the previously ecstatic fat man's expression also became serious.
Seeing that these two had some conscience, Yu Zhibo said calmly, "It's fine. I'm an extraordinary person. You two just need to transfer 188 yuan to my WeChat later."
"Thank you, Master, for your hard work!" The thinner man said no more and, with immense gratitude, extended his hand.
Yu Zhibo followed the same procedure, having his clone transform into the thinner man and transferring the thinner man's paper money to the clone.
"I'll buy more supplements to recuperate later. Your bodies are too weak!" Yu Zhibo instructed before leaving.
"Thank you, Master!" The two were so grateful that they almost knelt down.
When transferring money, despite Yu Zhibo's dissuasion, they both transferred 8888 yuan to him and escorted him to the alley entrance.
"Alright, next is the Nanbian Village area. It's not far from Fuhua residential area. Fortunately, my parents have moved away," Yu Zhibo said, starting the Santana and heading towards the next target.
In the passenger seat, the shadow clone, with its Sharingan active, continued to cast illusions on the paper money in its hands.