Chen Chuan cast a glance at his second self. As predicted, he was blurring out, and the damage was more severe this time. 0

Chen Chuan remembered the report stating he could not look at the ghost’s face, so he didn’t let his eyes wander toward her. Instead, he kept them fixed on the screen. 0

But he could not ignore the stimulation from the ghost to his mutated tissue. In order to not let it grow like weed, he had to use his breathing technique to guide the growth. 0

Ignoring the unpredictable additional damage, the ghost’s effect was even stronger than that of the medicine, which had seeped into his body.0

Chen Chuan ignored all external interruptions and focused on his task. Just like when he trained, he did not have to worry about anything else as long as he had his second self as a defense. 0

Time passed. At some point later, Chen Chuan realized that his second self’s blurring had stopped spreading. He sucked in a deep breath and waited for a while before turning his head slowly to the side. The seat next to him was empty. There was no ghost there. 0

Chen Chuan regulated his breathing for a bit before standing up and leaving the auditorium. After he walked out, he greeted...0