This way, the resentment generated is not much, and no ghosts will emerge.

But now...

Fang Zong looked around. There weren't many people in the waiting room, but this carriage was full of people.

At first glance, it doesn't seem like much, but upon closer inspection, one sees a series of hideous faces, with stark contrasts of pale skin and bright red lips.

How terrifying, so... Fang Zong smiled, reached out his hand, and touched it.

"Dingdang, the summoner's luck is unbelievable! Touched Yin Qi +1."

Fang Zong: ...Yin energy, utterly useless!

Touching it again, "Dingdang, your soul has been struck a critical blow, you have touched Yin energy +1."

The two ghosts sitting in front of Fang Zong vanished with a "poof," turning to ashes and leaving Fang Zong with only two useless wisps of yin energy.

Yin energy is even lower than ghost energy; to humans, it's nothing but useless trash!

Ninth Sister gloated: "The truly powerful ghosts are either named or have a name, like Kayako and Sadako, or they are ghosts like Laura with a lot of resentment. They were crazy when they were alive, so how could they not be powerful after they died?"

Fang Zong: "Then these...?"

"Just a puppet, well, if you bring Laura, I can feed her."

Fang Zong shrugged.

"Tick-tock, tick-tock!" Just then, footsteps came from ahead.

The girl sitting next to him returned. She walked up to Fang Zong, parted her long hair, and suddenly lowered her head.

He pressed his face against Fang Zong's!

This isn't a human face, it's a car accident scene! Blood drips from the face, one eyeball droops below its socket, and it's still smiling at Fang Zong.

"You shouldn't have come up here. Now that you're here, become one of us."

The girl grinned widely, her face contorted in a sinister smile.

Fang Zong: "..."

He tilted his head back, extended his hand, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"What?"