The thought of Fatty's strength, being more powerful than the Nine Nether Yin Gathering Ghost, possibly surpassing the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost level.
Zhang Wei's brows twitched:
"Fatty is above the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost?"
Ghost hunters had a power classification for ghosts, progressing from Ghost (Evil Ghost), Fierce Ghost, Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost…
And above the Red-Clothed Fierce Ghost.
Was the Ghost King!
Zhang Wei had seen some Ghost King cases while browsing the Wei Dao Division forum.
Without exception.
Any ghost at the Ghost King level was subject to attention from the Wei Dao Division and other factions.
The one Zhang Wei remembered most vividly was the zombie from Fengmen Village. According to Lu Lianxue and Huang Qingshan, that zombie was now imprisoned at the Wei Dao Division headquarters, its strength having reached the Ghost King level.
He remembered clearly.
Many powerful ghost hunters had died suppressing that Fengmen Village zombie, including a senior from Longhu Mountain whose strength was no less than that of the Qilin Guard.
And at that time.
That zombie had not yet reached the Ghost King level!
Meanwhile.
Fatty was humming a song over there, taking his cosplay clothes into the changing room to change.
Before entering.
He looked at Zhang Wei, who was entering the adjacent cubicle, his eyes flickered, and he ultimately chose to give up.
Fatty grumbled, "Forget it, I won't kill Zhang Wei for now."
He couldn't bring himself to do it.
Besides Zhang Wei being Li Junfei's close friend, Zhang Wei was too compatible with him, not just in hobbies but also in their shared taste for conversation.
"Let me observe a bit longer. The tailor didn't say when I have to kill him, so I can do it later."
"Yes, right! It's a happy decision."
Fatty muttered to himself as he put on his clothes.
Suddenly.
As if sensing something.
Fatty stood in the changing room and looked in a certain direction, as if he could see through the changing room to the situation in that direction. It was at the entrance of the public changing room, where a middle-aged man stood.
Although there were middle-aged people attending the anime convention.
This middle-aged man, while seemingly looking around at the anime convention like everyone else, would notice upon closer attention that his gaze was subtly fixed on the changing rooms.
Sensing the aura of the middle-aged man.
Fatty grinned:
"The tailor was right. The failed attempt to surround and kill Zhang Wei has already attracted the attention of the Wei Dao Division. They even sent a Qilin Guard as a bodyguard."
"It's a pity this isn't enough to stop me… Hmm?"
In his words.
He showed no fear of being discovered by the Qilin Guard, nor any hint of apprehension.
However, before he could finish speaking.
Fatty suddenly looked around.
Not only him, but Zhang Wei and the middle-aged Qilin Guard also looked solemn at the same time, seemingly sensing something.
The next moment.
Zhang Wei pulled open the changing room curtain and walked out.
He had already changed into his cosplay outfit, but he didn't have time to admire his cosplay look. He scanned his surroundings.
"Hmm? Brother Wei, you're done changing? So fast… Brother Wei, where are you going?"
Li Junfei, who had changed first, said.
Fatty hadn't finished changing, so why was Brother Wei going out.
Zhang Wei looked over:
"Junfei, after Fatty comes out, you guys go find Class Monitor and the others immediately. Tell Class Monitor to protect Xiao Lin and the others, and to evacuate the venue later. I'll be back soon, and I'll meet up with you later."
Based on the system's previous hints, Zhang Wei wasn't afraid of Fatty harming Lu Lianxue and the others. On the contrary, with Li Junfei around, Fatty might even be able to protect them.
"Huh?!"
Li Junfei's expression changed: "Brother Wei, did something happen?"
"There are ghosts at the anime convention, and many of them," Zhang Wei said in a low voice as he passed Li Junfei, without stopping his steps.
Li Junfei's pupils contracted.
When he came to his senses, Zhang Wei had already left the changing room.
…
On the other side.
In the venue hall.
"Everyone, I have now arrived at the Xiamen City anime convention. I heard there will be a cosplay stage play later, and I've already got tickets. Before the stage play starts, I'll take you all on a tour of this anime convention."
The speaker was a young man.
He was not old, around twenty years old, a recent university graduate. He had not chosen to work like his classmates but instead decided to become an UP host, earning traffic by posting videos and making money by live-streaming daily.
A few days ago, he learned about a large anime convention in Xiamen City, which was excellent content for his live stream, so he naturally wouldn't miss it.
He arrived at the venue early in the morning and started his live stream.
Looking at the barrage of comments from his viewers encouraging him to approach older female cosplayers.
The streamer smiled:
"Brothers, do you see that older female cosplayer in front?"
"If you guys send a rocket, I'll go and hit on that older female cosplayer and ask for her WeChat. Holy cow! Thanks to 'Da Sima's Return to Dig' for the rocket, alright, I'm going to hit on her now."
With the gift, the streamer dared not delay and hurried towards that older female cosplayer.
However, he had only taken two steps.
Ring ring ring————
The loud fire alarm bell suddenly rang, echoing through the venue.
"What the hell, what's going on? Is there a fire?"
The streamer was startled.
Not only them, but everyone in the venue hall was surprised. This was the venue's fire alarm bell.
The sudden situation caused chaos in the venue.
But fortunately, under the guidance of the venue staff, they learned that the fire alarm had sounded and were quickly instructed to signal everyone to leave the venue.
"Do I have to be this unlucky?"
The streamer's mouth twitched. My live stream just started.
Just then.
"Hey, brother, why are you standing here? The venue is on fire, hurry up and leave."
The streamer snapped back to attention and looked at the person who spoke, only to be stunned.
Uchiha Itachi??
The speaker was wearing the Akatsuki cloak from Naruto. The wide collar of the Akatsuki obscured his chin. Although his full appearance couldn't be seen, the streamer recognized that the young man before him was cosplaying as Uchiha Itachi from the Akatsuki ring and his attire.
"Excuse me, handsome, is the venue really on fire?"
The streamer asked reluctantly, thinking that this might be a cosplayer hired by the venue, who might know about the fire situation.
"Yes, it's on fire," Zhang Wei, who was stopped by the streamer, replied casually.
"Ah, it's really on fire? Damn it, how unlucky, do you know who caused the fire alarm, brother?" the streamer asked.
"I know, I set the fire," Zhang Wei grinned.
"????"
The streamer was stunned, and the live stream was stunned at that moment.
After Zhang Wei left.
For a moment, the streamer and the live stream comments, which had recovered from their shock, exploded.
…
On the other side.
Inside the venue hall.
Zhang Wei, having deliberately pulled the fire alarm to evacuate the ordinary people from the venue, quickly rejoined Li Junfei, Lu Lianxue, and the others.
As soon as she saw Zhang Wei, Lu Lianxue exclaimed:
"Zhang Wei, did you set off the fire alarm?"
She had already learned the situation from Li Junfei and had also felt the Yin energy herself, knowing that the venue was haunted.
Zhang Wei nodded and said directly:
"This way, people evacuate faster than if the organizers told them there were ghosts and asked them to evacuate."
"Let's not talk about this. Class Monitor, you and Xiao Lin and the others are responsible for evacuating the crowd. I'll go to the second floor of the venue to help with the evacuation. Oh, and if you encounter any ghosts and can't handle them, remember to notify me."
"Okay."
Lu Lianxue nodded and turned to evacuate the crowd.
But at this moment.
"Ah!!!!"
A scream erupted.