Psycho. Ghosts? Whatever. - Chapter 20 - This Is Totally a Bonus Round...
“Sigh…”
Wu Yuan let out a quiet sigh, though he knew this was within expectations.
If obtaining an Accompanying Ghostly Entity were that easy, the current situation wouldn’t be so dire.
As he sighed, the mass of flesh before him suddenly began to throb violently, pulsating like a living heart.
A male student stood in front of the flesh, his eyes filled with confusion and a trace of fear.
“Don’t let go!”
Wu Yuan barked sharply, his eyes instantly lighting up with anticipation.
The others turned their gazes toward the scene, realizing that this student might just be about to acquire an Accompanying Ghostly Entity.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Suddenly, the male student let out a low shout, and under the guidance of the flesh in his hands, a black skull-shaped ring materialized, floating in mid-air before him.
A chilling, eerie aura rippled outward, filling everyone with unease and dread.
“Good! Excellent!”
Wu Yuan’s eyes gleamed with delight. “This is your Accompanying Ghostly Entity, the best weapon we currently have to combat Evil Ghosts.”
Hearing this, the student’s face lit up with joy. He eagerly grabbed the ring and began to examine it closely.
Wu Yuan, still full of anticipation, said, “Next! Step forward!”
The group quickly lined up again, their enthusiasm reignited.
However, to everyone’s disappointment, no one else managed to summon an Accompanying Ghostly Entity.
Now, all eyes turned to the last two people in the room.
“Is it my turn?”
Zhou Han straightened his posture, his heart already racing with excitement. But in an effort to maintain his composure, he forced himself to appear calm.
He walked to the platform unhurriedly, extending his hand slowly while silently praying to his ancestors with all his might.
At that moment, the mass of flesh began to throb again-thump, thump, thump!
“Holy crap, it’s actually happening?!”
Zhou Han’s eyes widened in disbelief. “My ancestors are really pulling through for me?!”
“Don’t let go!”
Wu Yuan shouted urgently.
But he didn’t need to say it. Zhou Han was already gripping the flesh so tightly that it was practically deformed under his grasp.
As time passed, Zhou Han seemed to establish some sort of connection with something. With a single thought, he summoned it forth.
Boom!
The ground in front of him shook violently, and a black coffin appeared, exuding an aura of eerie foreboding.
“Whoa, no way! My dreams are coming true?!”
Zhou Han’s expression froze as he stared at the black coffin before him. It was so familiar-wasn’t this the very thing he’d been dreaming about every night?
He had thought it was a harbinger of disaster, but it turned out to be his lucky charm?!
In that moment, Zhou Han felt as though he’d experienced the ultimate highs and lows of life all at once.
“Not bad, not bad,”
Wu Yuan said, his eyes filled with admiration and envy. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you, Teacher,” Zhou Han replied quickly. “Is this thing super strong? Like, some kind of SSSSSS-tier top-level ghostly entity?”
“…”
Wu Yuan paused for a moment before replying, “There aren’t enough samples right now, so the authorities don’t really know which Accompanying Ghostly Entities are the strongest.”
“…”
Zhou Han’s mouth twitched. “Then why were you so excited just now?”
“Because bigger is better!”
“…”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Han was instantly at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, the boy who had just acquired the skull ring as his Accompanying Ghostly Entity suddenly felt a pang of inferiority.
Though he didn’t fully understand the specifics, it was clear enough-Zhou Han’s black coffin looked far more impressive than his ring.
Wu Yuan chuckled lightly and said, “Alright, next student, step forward.”
All eyes turned to Bai Yuan in unison, their gazes filled with curiosity and speculation about what kind of Accompanying Ghostly Entity he might awaken.
After all, in the entire class, Bai Yuan was the one with the steadiest nerves, practically radiating the aura of a professional.
Some even whispered among themselves, wondering if someone like him might already have an Accompanying Ghostly Entity.
Bai Yuan himself felt a flicker of anticipation as he stepped forward, his movements calm and measured.
But as he approached the Blood Flesh Cluster, a faint warmth spread across his chest, causing him to pause momentarily in surprise.
“A ghost?”
He stared at the writhing mass of flesh before him, a trace of wariness flickering in his eyes.
Still, recalling how no one else had encountered any danger, he extended his hand, ready to test his own luck and awaken his Accompanying Ghostly Entity.
“Soft… like jelly…”
He couldn’t help but mutter, licking his lips as a peculiar glint flashed in his eyes, as if he were tempted to take a bite.
“?”
Wu Yuan froze mid-thought, his expression blank for a moment.
What kind of weirdo was this?
Unbeknownst to anyone, a Ghost Face had quietly appeared in the palm of Bai Yuan’s right hand as he gripped the Blood Flesh Cluster.
He didn’t get to taste it, but something else certainly could.
Thump, thump, thump!
The previously calm Blood Flesh Cluster suddenly began to tremble violently, like thunder rumbling through the room. The vibrations were so intense that even students in neighboring classrooms could hear them.
In an instant, the entire class snapped to attention, their excitement palpable.
“Whoa, no wonder he’s the big boss!” Zhou Han, still perched atop his black coffin, stared intently at the scene, his eyes wide with admiration.
“Is the Blood Flesh Cluster reacting this strongly?”
Wu Yuan’s expression shifted to one of astonishment as he muttered to himself, “Could it be that I’ve encountered a once-in-a-lifetime prodigy today?”
The room buzzed with murmurs of amazement. Bai Yuan’s apparent stroke of fortune seemed to mark him as a destined hero, someone who might truly rise to greatness in these turbulent times.
Meanwhile, the Blood Flesh Cluster writhed frantically, as if trying to escape Bai Yuan’s grasp. The vibrations grew even more intense, filling the room with an almost deafening hum.
The students were on the edge of their seats, eager to witness this extraordinary moment firsthand.
But only the Blood Flesh Cluster itself knew the truth.
Its frantic convulsions weren’t a sign of an immensely powerful Accompanying Ghostly Entity awakening. No, it was pure, unadulterated terror.
The moment it saw the Ghost Face, it realized-this wasn’t someone coming to awaken an Accompanying Ghostly Entity. This was someone coming to devour it whole.
This guy wasn’t some prodigy. He was a terrifying Evil Ghost in disguise!
“More! Give me more intensity!” Wu Yuan shouted, his voice filled with excitement as he became more convinced of Bai Yuan’s unparalleled talent.
“Intensity, my @$%!”
The Blood Flesh Cluster writhed even more violently, its movements desperate and erratic.
But it was all in vain.
Splat!
In the next moment, the Blood Flesh Cluster burst apart in Bai Yuan’s hand, spraying chunks of flesh across the room. Several students were hit, and their immediate reactions ranged from stunned silence to loud exclamations of “What the hell?!”
As for the essence within the Blood Flesh Cluster-the ghost itself-it had already been completely devoured by the Ghost Face in Bai Yuan’s palm.
“Uh… uh…?”
Wu Yuan’s triumphant expression froze in place, his mind struggling to process what had just happened. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine someone could crush the Blood Flesh Cluster with their bare hands.
This wasn’t just any ordinary mass of flesh. It was extracted from a genuine Evil Ghost-a Blood Flesh Ghost.
Captured alive by the authorities, its flesh had been meticulously studied and separated to stimulate the awakening of Accompanying Ghostly Entities in humans.
“The Blood Flesh Ghost’s flesh isn’t supposed to be destructible,” Wu Yuan muttered, his eyes filled with disbelief. While the Blood Flesh Ghost wasn’t a spiritual body type, it was supposed to be impervious to physical damage.
And yet, today, it had been crushed by an ordinary human?
“This… this completely defies the laws of ghost science!”
“Uh…”
Bai Yuan, fully aware of what had transpired, maintained an expression of feigned innocence.
“Teacher Wu, so… does this mean I have an Accompanying Ghostly Entity or not?” he asked, his tone deliberately naive.
“I… I don’t know…”
“…”