Today.
The office on the top floor of Shangtong Tower is relatively lively.
Yang Jian, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Li Yang, Huang Ziya, Zhang Han, a total of six Ghost Eaters gathered together, such a number and personnel configuration are an immense force that cannot be ignored anywhere.
Ghost Eaters are not as common as cabbages on the streets.
They are a rare existence.
Even on Ye Zhen's supernatural forum, there are at most around ten administrators.
Not every Ghost Eater is qualified; some ordinary people become Ghost Eaters by luck, but lack the quality and capability, usually dying quickly, or if not, their sanity eroded by fierce spirits, becoming abnormal, unable to function as team members.
So, the Ghost Eaters who survive and possess both ability and quality are not many.
"Just now, I thought I heard a woman crying in the next room. Captain, you weren't doing something bad, were you?" Huang Ziya's flawless face showed a meaningful smile.
