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Tianmeng District, a dormitory building of Tianmeng Science University.

Yan Junze took the opportunity when there was no one in the dorm to call Zhang Xiaomo. Before the call connected, his ears suddenly turned red.

"Could it be that Zhang Xiaomo is starting to miss me even before the call goes through? Have Three-Star Exorcists really become this powerful?" he mumbled to himself.

Soon after he had that thought, the call connected, and the familiar voice of Zhang Xiaomo came through: "Hello."

"Were you just thinking of me?" Yan Junze blurted out.

Zhang Xiaomo paused for a moment before replying, "Crazy! It hasn't been that long since we last saw each other. Why so narcissistic all of a sudden?"

Yan Junze's face flushed with embarrassment, and he coughed before asking, "I just wanted to ask if you are in Tianmeng right now, or if you're out on a business trip."

"I'm in Tianmeng. There's a big case here that I'm working on, so I can't travel for the time being. What's up?" Zhang Xiaomo seemed to be speaking with someone else beside her. After saying this, she continued chatting with the other person.

"Nothing much, just wanted to ask you about the Fake Spirit Body."

"The Fake Spirit Body? What are you planning to do?" Zhang Xiaomo asked.

"I got a bit curious after hearing you mention it last time," Yan Junze said with a laugh.

"You, you?!" Zhang Xiaomo didn't answer, but her tone seemed to be one of suspicion, "I can squeeze an hour out for you. Meet me at the 'Time Boat Café' on Minhe Road in half an hour."

"Sister, our college is in the suburbs, half an hour? Let's see if I can even get into the district," Yan Junze said, but he only heard a busy tone as the call ended.

As he put down the phone, he knew Zhang Xiaomo had guessed the truth.

An Exorcist undoubtedly has broader connections than he did, and ever since Yan Junze stayed with Zhang Xiaomo for a while, they had built mutual trust and each found the other quite agreeable.

The fact that Zhang Xiaomo had phoned him last time to inform him that the Resentful Granny had not been eliminated was enough to prove that she truly cared for him.
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Someone who cared about him could not possibly harm him, and there were no conflicts of interest between them.

Actually, Yan Junze thought that Zhang Xiaomo might have been suspicious when he inquired about the "Fake Spirit Body" over the phone last time. Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed up with a text to remind him.

Well, now that she knew, so be it. After all, there would be many opportunities to deal with Exorcists in the future, and it was better to establish friendly relations rather than harbor mutual suspicion or even hostility.

Being a Semi-spirit and drinking blood was not a proper solution after all, and he needed to find out if there were other alternatives.

Previously, due to the incident of missing blood bags at night, Dr. Ning Shanshan from the clinic had even made a special trip to apologize to Yan Junze.

Of course, it wasn't just the clinic that was involved. The two restaurants by the street also witnessed eerie scenes, but the investigation came to a halt as soon as the police arrived on the scene.

After all, it was just some animal blood that was lost. Once the issue was reported to the Exorcists and queued up for investigation, someone would look into it.

As for whether the truth could be uncovered, that was another matter altogether.

After ending the call, Yan Junze immediately left the campus. He was lucky to catch a bus that had just pulled up to the curb and climbed aboard.

It was impossible to hail a taxi here; there were none available and, due to the suddenness of the situation, there was no time to use "Papa Cab," so his only option was to sit on the bus and sway into the district.

Last time, Yan Junze had speculated that the Different Dimension Energy of the Spacetime Atlas could nourish the locked-up strangenesses.

If strangenesses could be nourished and grow, could his own "Fake Spirit Body" do the same?

If he could absorb the Different Dimension Energy into his body to replace the need for blood, then he wouldn't need to search for blood bags anymore. Instead, he could replenish his energy through the Spacetime Atlas.

Furthermore, now that Fang Ning was lurking in his shadow, if he could use the Fake Spirit Body to kill or exorcise her, that would be ideal.

Of course, these were just Yan Junze's thoughts. At present, he had no way of doing any of these things.

At the same time.

Cheng Jingting was staring at the computer screen, recognizing that the video with "Night Traveling Puppy" had finished playing. However, at the end of the video, whether it was the intent of the video's creator or the act of the publisher, a line of text appeared.

It was a teaser of sorts, suggesting the audience look forward to the next Spirit Exploration: The Peephole Strange Creature in the laboratory building.

Seeing this, Cheng Jingting couldn't help but laugh. His eyes shifted subtly as he turned around and approached a row of clay pots, inspecting them before abruptly picking one up.

The jar contained a large amount of black goo and the creature that had been following him, the woman in the white nightgown from last time. However, now the creature had been mostly refined.

As he opened the lid of the jar, Cheng Jingting reached in, piercing through the goo and grasped the woman, yanking her out forcefully.

The creature in his hand had become tiny, roughly the size of a cat, and the once fierce woman in the nightgown now had her clothes and hair all clumped together by the goo, even her limbs tightly coiled up, rendering her immobile.

Cheng Jingting took her behind the shower curtain in the bathroom. Without turning on the lights, as if familiar with the position where the grey-skirted corpse stood, he passed the nightgown woman over.

"Eat her up," he instructed.

The creature in his hands didn't move, and the grey-skirted corpse didn't extend a hand to take it.

About ten seconds later, Cheng Jingting chuckled and spoke again, "If you don't eat her, I'll make you suffer through your memories from before you died again."

Upon saying that, he kicked out with his right foot, landing it squarely on the corpse's belly.

Splat!

A large glob of the black goo erupted from its mouth, splattering on the floor of the bathroom.

Cheng Jingting then extended the nightgown woman again, "Perhaps you're hungry now, should be able to eat this time."

The corpse leaned in with its decaying face.

With a sly grin, Cheng Jingting let go of his hold.

"Well then, let's go," he said, clapping his hands. "After eating her and with the black concoction I formulated in the clay jar, you can smoothly transform into a Corpse Spirit. But first, you need to acknowledge your master."

With that, he bit into his right index finger, and the fresh blood that seeped out quickly dripped into the mouth of the corpse.

Turning to leave the bathroom, Cheng Jingting muttered to himself, "Now let's play a big game, shall we? You like filming, don't you? Filming from the perspective of a strangeness, wouldn't that attract more viewers?"