Master of Kaidan
Chapter 322 Cyber Ghost Disturbance

Chapter 322: Chapter 322 Cyber Ghost Disturbance

Name: Phantom Object·White Ghost Hand

Elements: [Illusion], [True], [Ghost], [Scaring], [Quantum Mechanics]

Introduction: A mysterious palm that exists between being and non-being. When it is within the sight of an intelligent being, it truly exists. Once it leaves the sight of an intelligent being, all evidence of its existence disappears as well; the only thing that cannot be changed is the memory of the intelligent being.

Remark: There’s a white hand on your shoulder, oh, maybe I’m seeing things...

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Amidst the frantic atmosphere created by the barrage of comments, Feng Xue surreptitiously slipped the hand into his coat pocket and whistled as he left the illegal zone, mumbling to his audience as he went:

"I was thinking of showing everyone the blood-soaked Jianghu in the illegal zones, but who would have expected to run into a bunch of weaklings..."

But by this time, no one cared what he was saying anymore. Almost all viewers were discussing in their comments the hand that had not been recorded by any device.

If at first some suspected it was the work of a hacker, the fact that not even a screenshot could capture this phenomenon was enough to make people start wondering if ghosts really existed.

Listening to the streamer in the live room repeatedly saying "Believe in Science," while watching the comments wildly claiming "there’s a ghost," newcomers didn’t even know for a moment if this was all just part of the show.

"Alright, everyone, we’ve streamed for quite a while today, so let’s call it a day. I’ll be back live tomorrow at six in the evening. Don’t miss it."

With that, Feng Xue didn’t wait for the viewers who were commenting warnings for him to be careful; he simply ended the stream under the guise of Mr. Bert Wall post-transformation.

However, as the stream ended, Feng Xue made his way home, and after turning off all the cameras, he took the ghost hand out of his pocket again and placed it on the table.

As the viewers refocused, the ghost hand reappeared in the sight of many who were watching the playback.

That’s right, the ghost hand’s feature wasn’t to truly disappear from videos and photos, but to "fade," only to reappear in the photos once it was observed again.

"Is this what they call Quantum Mechanics? I love it." Feng Xue casually threw some salt on the table, then activated the Taiyin Transformation Technique to completely alter his facial structure before unlocking another account using facial recognition.

Even though there were also convenient technologies like brain-wave unlocking, Feng Xue did this by design. After all, he didn’t want to risk an identity exposure mishap due to logging into the wrong account without having changed his face.

The professional standard of the Mobike Gang was astonishing. Overnight, they had completed all the paperwork for the shell company he requested, just waiting for him to fill in the specific details.

Feng Xue didn’t care that the Mobike Gang knew that five different identities belonged to him, just as he didn’t care if the thugs from the Undead Gang would risk exposing him.

As long as his secrets remained safe, they were more useful alive than dead. If they ever got loose-lipped, the Poisonous Insect Body attached to them would ensure their demise with dignity.

Although the brain-wave input system was very handy, Feng Xue was still accustomed to bringing up the keyboard, tapping away rapidly, sentences of introduction appeared on the official website page, and before long, only the company name was left undecided.

Feng Xue thought for a moment, glanced at the legal representative’s name, his mouth slightly curving up into a smile, and finally he typed in several characters—

[Black Thorn Ghost Hunting Agency].

Just three seconds after the information entry was completed, Mobike Gang sent a communication request. Feng Xue answered the call, and the face of the Mobike Gang Leader he had seen before appeared before him:

"Mr. Simone, we’ve noticed that your company information has been fully submitted. Do you need us to handle the next part for you?"

With a hint of obvious flattery in his voice, the Mobike Gang Leader spoke, and Feng Xue, guessing the coin had proven its value, didn’t reject the offer, simply replying:

"If you’re able to take care of it, that would be great. Also, find me a group of people to smear Bert Wall."

"That’s easy. We offer that kind of service, and you can absolutely trust our confidentiality. We’ll make sure to raise your profile without arousing any suspicion..." The Mobike Gang Leader seemed to anticipate the request, but Feng Xue shook his head and said:

"Not smear like that; I mean blacken."

"Uh..." Not expecting such a directive from Feng Xue, the Mobike Gang Leader nevertheless nodded and asked:

"No problem. How would you like to blacken his name? Need a reversal later on? Or perhaps spin it into a celebrity scandal?"

"No, just say it’s all for show effect, that it’s all hyped up, and then get people to predict that in a few days there will definitely be advertisements or something from so-called Ghost Hunting Companies. Yeah, you should know how to operate."

Feng Xue’s lips slightly curled up, and upon thinking of the shell company’s name, the Mobike Gang Leader immediately showed a knowing smile and nodded vigorously:

"That’s easy. We’ll make sure everyone discovers the existence of such a company on their own!"

"What about the price?" Feng Xue, seeing how the Mobike Gang Leader caught on, looked appreciatively at him. However, the Mobike Gang Leader shook his head and replied:

"We’ll consider this a freebie for now. If you have any big orders in the future, just come to us! Additionally, if you’re willing to pay with those coins, we can offer a discount and interest-free bookkeeping..."

"Then let’s do it your way." Feng Xue was pleased with the Leader’s understanding, and after giving a few more detailed instructions, he ended the communication. Then, he began to randomly take out and put away the ghost hand...

Consequently, the tale of a White Ghost Hand that would randomly disappear and reappear in videos, screen captures, captures of captures... and other such visual media, began to spread across the internet...

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"Boss, everything is arranged!"

"No rush, the wind is just beginning to blow. Wait until Dunn... no, Mr. Bert’s next livestream, then we strike. Remember to use the VIP’s special font, and subscribe to always stay visible. No need to overdo it, just get a trial card, make sure it’s enough for all viewers to see during the livestream." The Leader toyed with the coin in his hand, his grin nearly splitting his face (figuratively).

Seeing the boss’s triumphant expression, the underling well versed in sucking up immediately stepped closer, feigning ignorance:

"Boss, how much money can we make with this Ghost Hunting Company stunt? This gentleman is going through so much trouble; he’d be better off getting a few more coins!"

"You don’t understand a thing, do you?" The boss glanced at his underling and advised in a "learn from this" tone:

"Do you think he’s doing all this just to promote the Ghost Hunting Company? That’s just a red herring. As soon as this trend catches fire, capital will follow, and that shell company becomes the target!"

"Then..." The underling played along timely, and the boss, comfortably tapping on the table, continued:

"Don’t forget, we’ve also got a politician’s identity to play with..."