Ultimate Evolution I Became the Master of the World
Chapter 59 The Ghost in Hiding

Before the flashlight died, Michael had already spotted the crowd outside the clothing store. They all had pale faces and reeked of decay. These were the same folks who had surrounded Mr. Wagner, Mr. Rossi, and Lucas earlier.

They had vanished before, but now they were back.

They completely blocked the exit. No way anyone could escape now.

In such a tight space, no one could guarantee they wouldn't get attacked.

"So many of them? This is too much for me. Get down, let's get out of here," Ethan said urgently.

"No, don't lie down, something's off," Michael's face changed, and he quickly turned on his phone's flashlight.

In the light, more people were entering the store. Their steps were slow, but they'd reach them in no time.

Ethan asked, "Why? Didn't you say lying down would stop them from attacking us?"

"That was before. Those weren't real ghosts; they followed a set pattern. When someone lay down, they lost their target and left until they showed up again," Michael explained.

Then he went on, "But now, look. We're not turning our backs, yet these ghosts are still coming. Know what that means?"

"What are you getting at?" Ethan's forehead was drenched in sweat.

Michael glanced around, "The real ghost is among these people, and it's not the mannequin you're holding. That mannequin was just the ghost's first body. The corpse in the fitting room proves it. If the ghost were really the mannequin, you wouldn't have been able to suppress its power, and these corpses wouldn't be moving."

"And you're telling me this now?" Ethan quickly let go of the mannequin.

The seven-foot-tall mannequin, soaked in blood, fell to the ground and shattered.

Michael was right.

That mannequin wasn't the real ghost.

But now, the decaying crowd had reached them. Their cold, pale faces were expressionless, like walking corpses, but even scarier.

Because among them, a real ghost was hiding.

"We're screwed. This store is a trap, and that mannequin was just bait," Ethan said, despairing.

Even as a Ghost Handler, he couldn't force his way out. He'd either die from the ghost's resurrection or from the ghost here.

Both ways led to death.

"Stop talking nonsense. We're not dead yet. Follow me and don't use the ghost's power," Michael said, grabbing Ethan.

A red light emanated from his body, and five ghostly eyes opened.

The red light covered an area of ten feet around them, including Ethan.

His Ghost Realm had unfolded.

Not using the Ghost Realm would be a dead end. Forcing their way out was impossible, not just for Ethan but for himself too.

Under the red light, it felt like they were separated from reality.

The approaching ghosts passed through them without touching them.

The crisis was temporarily averted.

"Is this a Ghost Realm? How is that possible? Your ability is a Ghost Realm?" Ethan looked at Michael, shocked.

"Is a Ghost Realm that special?" Michael asked, glancing at Ethan.

"Absolutely. It's super rare. Ghosts with Ghost Realms are insanely terrifying, and Ghost Handlers can't control them. Trying to would mean instant death from the ghost's resurrection," Ethan said, still looking at Michael with terror. Plus, a Ghost Realm was considered an unsolvable problem among Ghost Handlers.

Once you stepped into a Ghost Realm, there was no way out unless you could imprison the ghost within it.

But was that even possible?

Nope. Ghosts with Ghost Realms were usually classified as A-level disasters. These ghosts, combined with their Ghost Realms, made all Ghost Handlers worldwide feel hopeless.

Michael looked at him seriously, "Now's not the time for this. We have three minutes. In these three minutes, we need to replace the real ghost among these corpses and lock it in your golden box, or we have to bail."

His limit was five minutes, but he left two minutes for a safe escape.

"With a Ghost Realm, we can leave whenever we want," Ethan said, a bit relieved, clearly knowing a thing or two about ghost realms.

This unsolvable existence was somewhat known among Ghost Handlers.

But seeing the strange, crimson eyes growing on Michael's hands and head, Ethan's brief relief quickly turned to dread.

The eyes moved randomly, glancing at Ethan a few times, filling him with terror.

Ethan could feel that if the ghost within Michael's body resurrected, it would be a catastrophic disaster.

"Let's get started," he urged.

Michael's phone was already timing. He led Ethan through the layers of corpses, reaching the center of the group.

Under the red light, they didn't come into direct contact with the ghosts.

Maybe because they were in the Ghost Realm, the ghost lost its target.

At this moment, all the corpses were motionless.

They stood stiffly in the clothing store.

Michael and Ethan began frantically scanning each corpse, trying to figure out which one might be the real ghost.

'The ghost has to be among them. We have to replace it within three minutes, or this task will be a huge loss,' Michael thought.

Having used the Ghost Realm, he couldn't waste this chance.

But which one was the real ghost? The highly decayed female corpse? The man with a replaced head? Nico's corpse? Or the male corpse with Emily's head?

Any of them could be.

'No, we can't rely on guesses. There are too many corpses. Ethan has used the ghost's power too often. If he tries again, he might die from the ghost's resurrection,' Michael thought. To confirm, he asked, "Ethan, how many more times can you use the ghost's power?"

"My limit is almost reached. In my current state, maybe three more times. After that, I might die," Ethan replied.

He wasn't sure. No one knew their exact limit; they could only estimate.

"Three times?" Michael had a rough idea.

Just then, a corpse moved.

All the other corpses stayed still, but this one moved.

It was a corpse in a suit with the head of a middle-aged woman.

Maybe because Michael was in the Ghost Realm, it gave up attacking them and started to turn away.

"It must be her," Ethan shouted.

"Let's try," Michael said, withdrawing the red light, letting Ethan leave the Ghost Realm.

Ethan made up his mind and grabbed the corpse.

Scarlet blood seeped from his gloves, continuously merging into the corpse.

The corpse's eyes, neck, and mouth also began to bleed.

It stopped moving and seemed to be restrained.

"Did it work?" Michael watched nervously.