Night.

The campus of the high school, which has been temporarily announced to be suspended indefinitely, is now brightly lit and on high alert. Countless police officers, special police officers, and construction workers shuttled back and forth under the light of the high-hanging headlights of the construction site, constantly improving the defense mechanism according to the plan.

The wattage of the nighttime headlights commonly used in this construction site is extremely high, and hanging higher than the roof of the school building can still illuminate things within the range, and even at this time, you can take out a book on the playground and read it normally.

Some forklifts transported sandbags and fences to the site, almost without any consideration for the damage to the original construction, and the workers immediately installed these items according to the engineer's instructions.

Before dawn, the windows and corridors that could lead to the outside world, such as the high school teaching building, the laboratory building, and the gymnasium, were all sealed by the workers with expansion screws.

Temporary surveillance has also been installed at key locations, which are directly controlled by information and communication vehicles parked on the street outside.

It is said that to this extent, it is enough to call it an airtight means of defense, not to mention impregnable.

However......

In full view of countless SWAT, soldiers, and even surveillance probes and many workers passing through...... No one could see the man standing in front of the crack in the middle of the playground, sealed by a concrete pier.

Ghost.

Level 1 undead creatures.

Soul genus.

It can almost be regarded as the lowest and most basic existence in the soul genus, except for the weakest 'remnant soul'.

If compared to the skeleton soldiers and skeleton warriors of the 'Skeleton Genus', they are more than one level inferior in combat effectiveness. In the realm of the undead, it was really a battle scum that even skeleton soldiers couldn't beat at that time!

But.

Spirits also have the benefits of ghosts.

As pure beings, Wraiths are not afraid of normal physical attacks. This leaves ordinary skeletons with little to no choice but to deal with them.

The Pure Soul system also gives Spirits the effect of penetrating matter and permanent invisibility.

Although it was only possible to penetrate some of the thinner walls, it came in handy, and the sturdy cement slabs that could hold the wandering skeleton soldiers could not stop the ghost.

Permanent invisibility isn't a particularly useful ability in the undead world.

Do you know that the life that survives in the undead realm does not have its own 'soul perspective'? Some of the more advanced undead also have a variety of soul-tracking detection spells and natural abilities. Therefore, the invisibility of ghosts in the undead realm is almost indistinguishable from non-invisibility.

But if you reach this main material plane, this ability suddenly becomes powerful!

Because all the opponents have become humans who can't see their souls!

Therefore, this ghost can stand in front of the public without anyone noticing.

After gaining an understanding of the new and strange world, the ghost did not stay in place for long, but floated faintly towards the playground.

For ordinary ghosts, the souls of the living are as delicious and soft as cakes in eggshells.

Just kill the living and their souls will dissipate only to tear and devour them.

However, the shell of an ordinary person is an insurmountable obstacle at the level of a ghost - they simply cannot break through the shell of a healthy person. There is no way to talk about devouring souls.

Therefore. The ghost did not choose to attack rashly in the face of the people who came and went in the playground, but wandered farther away while gazing at this world that might be completely new to the undead world with a surprised and greedy gaze.

No one could see the ghost, and the ghost quickly left the heavily guarded high school. Wandering aimlessly along the streets.

A random wandering. The bizarre scenes along the way are all reflected in the eyes of the ghosts.

Finally.

I don't know how long I wandered. Before you know it, the ghost has left the most prosperous area and arrived on a bridge across the river.

Suddenly.

It paused, its nose twitching on its unseen, miserable white face. It seemed to smell something strange and intoxicated, and sniffed hard......

'The breath of life...... There is no mixture of masculinity...... Weak...... Delicious...... Yes...... I can't stand it anymore! The ghost now smells the breath of a living person who is extremely weak by illness, old age, or other causes.

A hideous and greedy look appeared on his pale face.

After a little searching, the ghost saw more than a dozen beggars sleeping in the cardboard of dirty bedding in the corner under the bridge!

Of course.

After all, beggars in modern society are a little different from those of the past.

People with a little social experience know that modern beggars are divided into two types: true and false, and like monks, they still belong to the state of "few real and many fake".

After all, in terms of China's current national conditions and welfare, although it is far from being as good as that of developed countries in Europe and the United States, at least if there is no disability or disease, and the hands and feet are diligent and will not be on the streets for too long.

Even if you fall for a while and really want to start over, ordinary young people can still do it.

But in this era when the poor are not laughing at prostitutes, and women regard chastity as a ticket, where can many people take care of any dignity? Morality?

Not to mention the vast number of professional beggars who rely on makeup to become disabled and write some tragic stories to deceive people. Even more hateful scumbags who abduct and sell children and mutilate their limbs to achieve the purpose of begging abound!

But the group of beggars under the bridge is clearly not that kind of goods.

Although beggars can earn hundreds of yuan a day, or even tens of thousands of yuan, those beggars who are not black beggars are domineering beggars entrenched in busy areas such as pedestrian streets and subway stations, and they can be said to be managers and presidents among beggars.

Almost all of these beggars under the bridge are weak beggars who are weak and old, young, and even demented.

When they go out to beg, they will be chased away by the beggars, even beaten, maimed, and most likely killed quietly.

Therefore, these beggars are often only able to beg on extremely remote streets without oil and water, and their income is naturally similar to that of beggars in subway stations and bustling commercial streets!

They can't get a huge amount of money, and naturally they don't have money to rent a house or a hotel, and many people don't have status, so they have to huddle up and sleep in places like the bottom of the bridge, no matter how cold or hot it is.

There are many disabled and frail beggars here.

The ghost scurried down to the bottom of the bridge.

Although it was already dark, it was not so dark under the bridge and under the influence of the city lights.

Probably more than a dozen beggars.

In the eyes of the ghosts, they were human figures that emitted a halo of red and blue.

The red halo that represents the yang energy of the human body is the strongest only one stupid beggar, and the others are much weaker than ordinary people.

But the weakest was an old beggar curled up in the corner, lying on a dirty foam board, with a shabby cardboard box as a "tent" on his body.

His long, dirty, gray hair and weather-beaten face make it difficult to determine his true age.

But what is certain is ...... The years of wandering must have caused great damage to his body, so much so that in the eyes of the ghost, the red halo on his body, which represented the vitality and yang energy, was as thin as a gossamer, and the qi was slowly emanating from the surface of his body.

With a sinister smile on his face, the ghost no longer hesitated, and pounced on the sleeping old beggar...... (To be continued......)