After confirming the first information node was true, the ghost soldiers dispatched by Yan Luo moved out immediately.
They either had their faces covered or had Yin-Yang fish markings around their eyes.
They quickly arrived beside the ghost envoys who had sent out rescue signals, their tasks clearly divided.
Some engaged in combat at the front.
With their formidable strength, they suppressed and collected the pollution sources in minutes.
Others went to the side of the ghost envoys,
timely nipping the 'parasitic' pollution sources in the bud.
In just a moment, the crisis was resolved.
The red beams requesting support also disappeared one after another.
"!!!"
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Not only were the viewers stunned, but the rescued ghost envoys were also deeply shocked.
Although they didn't know why the rescue arrived so quickly, and it wasn't the same team members...
They were truly too powerful!
After completing this series of actions, the ghost soldiers' mission was accomplished, and the next step was to report back to Lord Yama.
The leading ghost soldier, masked and clad in black,
nodded to Bai Wan and the others, "Farewell."
"Thank you."
Watching the ghost soldiers leave, Bai Wan narrowed his eyes.
Strength...
It was truly useful.
It seemed he still had a long way to go.
As he thought this, he pulled out a braised chicken drumstick and started gnawing on it.
"Let's replenish some health first."
Beside him,
Qiao Linglong clenched her fists, her face filled with excitement.
Ahhh!
She also wanted to become stronger! Stronger!
She would practice an extra two hundred swings every day when she got back!
"..."
Hong Ya looked at her two teammates, then at the spot where the ghost soldiers had disappeared.
"Shall we head back too?"
Everyone was so powerful.
But she really wanted to continue lying flat...
Sigh...
When would the pollution sources ever end?
...
"This is a true powerhouse, absolute strength?!"
"Ten thousand sword swings, I want to become a powerhouse too!"
"So cool!"
The viewers in the live stream were filled with excitement.
They wished they were there in person, witnessing the display of overwhelming power.
It felt so secure!
"No wonder the streamer was so calm. Nice!"
"Actually, I've always believed the streamer definitely had more tricks up their sleeve, hehehe..."
At this moment, the viewers didn't know that this would be the last time they would see the streamer in the live broadcast this year.
They were all as happy as could be.
It wasn't until the next day, the third day... that they didn't see the streamer again.
The viewers finally realized something.
Damn it, we got careless!
We got happy too soon!
...
Where did the streamer go?
After confirming the first dream information node, Jiang Lin became busy.
More accurately, the entire Underworld became busy.
Because what they would face next were potential second, third... information nodes.
How to prevent them, how to plan.
How to counterattack while minimizing sacrifices.
These were the issues they needed to consider.
Besides the information nodes, there was more information within the dreams.
For instance, changes in the pollution sources, their future development patterns, and the direction of planning...
All of these could help the Underworld understand the pollution sources better.
Even if the butterfly effect had already occurred, the Underworld might be able to make more predictions and preparations for the pollution sources' actions based on this information.
"Passively enduring attacks is not the Underworld's way."
This was what Jiang Lin heard as a response when he was in the Western Hall.
As the entity that knew the most about the pollution sources, apart from the 'Dragon Clan (Seven-Colored Eggs)',
Jiang Lin took on the responsibility of communicating and cooperating with the other three halls.
He traveled between the four halls.
Upon hearing the news, the reactions from the three halls varied.
The Western Hall directly summoned most of the Underworld's geniuses to design a large number of ghost artifacts, preparing to make the pollution sources suffer.
The Northern Hall,
although no longer suppressed by the King of Hell, had the Four Judges and envoys from the other three halls stationed there.
At this time, the envoys from the other three halls naturally chose to cooperate and unite against the common enemy.
Coupled with the Northern Hall's expertise in paper crafting and musical instruments, which were inherently effective for group attacks,
there was no shortage of people.
"Let everyone bring out their best stored items, don't be idle, lest your homes be ransacked."
This was the Northern Hall's response.
In this region, ghost envoys compared their wealth based on the amount of stored items to give gifts for marriage.
The Judges' intention was simple and direct.
At this critical juncture, no one should hold back.
Otherwise, their homes might be ransacked by the pollution sources, leaving them with nothing.
Suddenly,
the patrol and defense teams in the entire Northern Hall tripled.
In the Ghost Market,
residents who knew a bit of paper crafting also sensed the shift.
They started folding paper diligently and setting up stalls.
"Come, come, take a look, don't miss out!"
"Buy one for self-defense, buy two for family, buy three and your in-laws will praise you!"
They knew the quality of their paper crafting.
The ghost envoys might look down on it, but ordinary ghosts would definitely find it useful.
...
As for the Southern Hall...
"Let them come,"
Nan Ming was very calm, even waving to Zhong Kui,
"Open the gates for them and have the ghost envoys below clear the way."
His demeanor was not like someone preparing to fight an enemy.
It was more like hearing that a friend was coming and quickly opening the gates to welcome the guest.
Jiang Lin couldn't quite understand this operation for a moment.
However, thinking about it, almost everyone in the Southern Hall was warlike.
Their development and application of ghost energy were also the strongest among the four halls.
Even Lord Yama, upon learning of this, merely snorted.
"That fellow is quite strong, let him be."
"Yes."
Since that was the case, Jiang Lin didn't think much more about it.
These were matters for the higher-ups to worry about; he still had the Eighteenth Squad to manage.
However, during this trip, Jiang Lin saw quite a few familiar ghosts.
For example, Li Suo and Dang Ran from the Southern Hall, and classmates from the Northern Hall campus.
Tai Qin from the Western Hall, who always wore a black trench coat and carried a submachine gun.
However, due to time constraints, they only had a brief encounter before parting ways to carry out their respective missions.
"Let's catch up when we have time."
Although they said this, everyone knew in their hearts.
After the pollution source incident, whether they would still have time, or even live,
was uncertain.
"Take care!"
"Take care!"
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