That night, a scream startled many residents in the neighborhood.

Su Ming scratched his ear and glanced out the window.

The Jumper Ghost had already begun its actions.

"Make as much noise as possible," he muttered.

What should have been a quiet night was now unusually noisy, with many people sticking their heads out to curiously look around.

Instead of looking out, Su Ming closed the window.

He was busy studying other cursed objects.

Ever since unlocking the anomaly scan, Su Ming had visited many places.

If the anomaly was a ghost that had already awakened, he would turn and leave.

If the anomaly was a cursed object that hadn't awakened yet, he would bring it back.

In one afternoon, he collected over twenty cursed objects.

Among them, two anomalies were confirmed to be awakened ghosts.

One was a ghost child killed in a car accident.

It liked to cover the driver's eyes, causing frequent accidents on that road.

The second was a drowned ghost in the water, always searching for a substitute.

Both were restricted level, only able to operate in fixed areas.

Su Ming simply gave the Jumper Ghost two extra meals.

At that moment, many items were spread out on the ground.

They were either murder weapons, objects involved in incidents, or relics of the deceased.

After studying them for a while, Su Ming handed them over to the Ghost School Belle.

Most of the cursed objects didn't interest the Ghost School Belle.

Only one object caught her attention, increasing her favorability by 1 point.

It was a severely damaged small mirror.

Standing in the upper left corner of the classroom, Su Ming shouted to the Ghost School Belle in the lower right corner, "School Belle, this mirror?"

The Ghost School Belle didn't speak, she just flicked the mirror with her finger.

The severely damaged mirror suddenly displayed an image.

It was a human face.

The face reflected in the shattered mirror, as if torn apart.

After the face appeared, the Ghost School Belle reached her hand into the mirror.

With a crack, the classroom began to shatter like a mirror.

Then a strong pushback sensation hit.

As the pushback sensation faded, Su Ming was surprised to find himself in a bizarre space.

The space was bright, but surrounded by full-length mirrors on all sides.

Looking at the mirrors around him, Su Ming shouted to the Ghost School Belle a hundred meters away, "School Belle, what is this?"

She pointed at the mirror and said, "It's a domain, a Ghost Domain."

"That mirror will awaken a very powerful ghost."

"And this mirror is just a part of it."

Su Ming understood.

He shouted, "School Belle, you mean there are many similar cursed objects like this mirror."

"But in reality, these cursed objects are all vessels of the same ghost."

The Ghost School Belle nodded and added, "Like the recorder you got before, it belongs to a complete cursed object."

"And this mirror, you can think of it as a piece of a cursed object puzzle."

"The more pieces of the cursed object puzzle, the stronger the ghost will be when it awakens."

"Ghost Domain is a mark of disaster level."

Although Su Ming didn't fully understand the Ghost Domain, he grasped one thing.

If the ghost in the mirror awakens, it would at least be disaster level.

"Is it useful to you?"

The Ghost School Belle nodded, "Useful."

"That's good," Su Ming smiled obediently, "As long as it's useful to you."

"I'll continue to help you find these cursed object pieces."

[Favorability +10, Current: Unfamiliar (97/200)]

Then, a large amount of black mist rose behind her.

The black mist began to spread towards the mirrors on all sides.

The mirrors visibly began to rust, shatter, and eventually merge into the black mist.

As the black mist covered the entire space, with a snap, the strong pushback sensation hit again.

When Su Ming came to his senses, he was back in the upper left corner of the classroom.

The small mirror in the Ghost School Belle's hand had disappeared.

Is this the power of a disaster-level aberration?

They can actually create an independent space out of thin air.

This power was beyond Su Ming's imagination.

The value of disaster-level aberrations was still skyrocketing.

"School Belle, if you don't want the other cursed objects, I'll give them to Xiaolou."

Su Ming bid farewell to the Ghost School Belle.

The Ghost School Belle watched the spot where Su Ming left.

Recently, he seemed quite normal.

But she couldn't be careless, she still had to be cautious.

The remaining cursed objects, he planned to feed them all to the Jumper Ghost.

Back in reality, the Jumper Ghost dared not speak.

Because it could see that Su Ming was in a very bad mood.

How could he not be?

Every interaction was from a hundred meters away, could that even be called interaction?

And all communication was done by shouting, even long-distance relationships weren't this tough.

"System, open my information page."

[Name: Su Ming]

[Physical Strength: 36] (Note: Normal adult male baseline is 5-10)

[Mental Resilience: 188] (Note: Normal adult male baseline is 5-10)

[Development Role: Ghost School Belle (1%)]

[Inventory Capacity: 3]

[Contained Entity: 1/2]

Physical strength is the total of strength, constitution, speed, reflexes, recovery, and resistance to blows.

The higher the strength, the stronger the power, this is hard power.

Mental resilience is the total of mental value, memory, willpower, etc., belonging to soft power.

Su Ming's mental resilience was terrifyingly high.

After all, every time he died, his mental resilience would increase by 1 point.

"Sigh."

Su Ming could only dismiss the idea of using force.

The gap was too large.

No matter how many times he looked, he had no chance of winning, and was more likely to be domestically abused.

Closing his personal page, Su Ming summoned the Jumper Ghost back.

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A black halo appeared on the ground, several iron chains rose from the ground, and the Jumper Ghost slowly ascended.

Su Ming pointed at the pile of cursed objects the Ghost School Belle didn't want, "They're yours, eat up."

The Jumper Ghost, happily eating, suddenly heard Su Ming muttering to himself, "These are the trash the School Belle didn't want."

"Female ghosts, so picky."

The Jumper Ghost silently looked at the cursed objects in front of it.

So these were the trash the Great King gave to the Little King, and the Little King didn't want.

It's okay.

It had to be strong.

Even if it couldn't be the King or the Queen, it would be the Ace of Hearts.

Keep going, work hard, strive.

The next day.

Su Ming woke up to find several police cars parked in the courtyard of the neighborhood.

He leaned on the balcony for a long time, somewhat disappointed.

They were just ordinary police officers.

He was quite interested in the handlers mentioned online.

He thought they would come.

But downstairs, Li Tao and his mistress were in a heated argument, their voices piercing, "There's a ghost, there really is a ghost in this world."

"I saw it, it was a ghost, she's back."

"She wants revenge on us."

Tsk tsk.

A large crowd of onlookers gathered downstairs.

Several police officers' expressions immediately turned serious, as they caught key information from Li Tao's mistress's ramblings.

Revenge?

Li Tao quickly covered his mistress's mouth, hurriedly explaining, "She's scared out of her mind, talking nonsense."

"But there really was a ghost, we saw it with our own eyes last night."

Saying this, his body trembled continuously, and his mistress was half-collapsed on the ground, her mind already scared senseless.

Watching Li Tao and his mistress get into the police car.

It seemed that the woman, whose mind had collapsed from fear, would reveal the murder process.

"Ghosts in the police station?"

Su Ming stroked his chin.

"Sounds like it could be interesting."

"I just wonder when those handlers will come."

He wore his most amiable smile, looking at the Jumper Ghost standing in the shadows, and gently ran his hand across his neck.

The meaning was clear.

Don't wait for the third day.

Act tonight.

He was eagerly anticipating the aftermath.