80: Chapter 81: A Cemetery to be Built in Central Park? Have the Approval Procedures Been Completed?

Yanjing City, 23:00, late at night.

As the largest "green lung" of this super-metropolis, Central Park could occasionally be seen with a few fearless night joggers or young couples hiding deep in the bushes seeking thrills, even late at night.

At this moment, by the artificial lake.

A strange, thick green fog erupted from the island in the middle of the lake without any warning. This fog was extremely heavy; unlike ordinary water vapor that drifts in the air, it spread rapidly across the ground like poured wastewater.

Wherever it passed, the once neatly trimmed bushes withered and turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually dissolving into a pool of foul-smelling black mud.

A few wild ducks resting by the lake didn't even have time to flap their wings before they twitched and collapsed in the green fog; their feathers fell off, their flesh melted away, and in the blink of an eye, only piles of ghastly white bones remained.

The air was filled with a nauseating odor, the scent of formalin mixed with the stench of rotting corpses.

In the center of the lake island, on a mound that protruded abruptly.

A gaunt man wearing tattered gray robes and holding a bone staff was spreading his arms wide, looking up at the full moon and laughing wildly.

Beneath his hood was a face as withered as a dried corpse, his eyes burning with ghostly green fire.

"Heh-heh-heh..."

"What a sweet scent of fear!"

The man took a deep breath of the turbid air around him, a look of intoxication on his face. "A world without any Spiritual Qi defenses is simply a paradise for a necromancer!"

He was Bone Demon.

A senior necromancer of the Main God Space's "Nightmare Team," a B-rank enhanced Reincarnator.

For this mission, the Main God only gave a vague instruction: create chaos, establish a stronghold, and wait for the arrival.

For Bone Demon, nothing was more exciting than transforming a vibrant, modern park into a lifeless, chaotic graveyard. Once the Undead Canopy took shape, this place would become his eternal kingdom in this plane, continuously producing corpse soldiers for him.

"Come forth, my lovely servants!"

Bone Demon slammed his skull staff into the ground and began chanting an obscure and difficult necromantic incantation. "In my name, I grant you the curse of rebirth! Let the blood of the living wash over this filthy land!"

Rumble—

The ground began to tremble violently.

The formerly flat lawn surged like waves, and countless pale bone hands broke through the soil, carrying the fishy smell of earth and the chill of the underground.

Crack, crack.

The teeth-aching sound of bones grinding against each other rose one after another. Skeleton soldiers with soul fire dancing in their eye sockets crawled out of the ground, swaying. Some held rusty iron shovels in their hands, while others brandished broken ribs, emitting silent roars from their throats.

In just a few minutes, the once scenic Central Park had turned into a living hell.

On the fitness trail on the north side of the park.

Two night runners who were still arguing about their pace suddenly stopped in their tracks.

"Old Zhang, did you smell that? It smells like a dead rat," the man wearing tight-fitting, quick-drying clothes wrinkled his nose and fanned the air with his hand in disgust.

His companion was about to answer when he suddenly widened his eyes, pointing forward with a trembling finger. "That is... what the hell is that?!"

Through the thick green fog, a dozen swaying white figures were approaching. Under the dim light of the street lamps, those figures had no skin, no flesh, only ghastly white skeletons clattering.

The leading skeleton tilted its head, its hollow eye sockets staring straight at the two men, its jawbone opening and closing as if grinning silently.

"Ghost... Ghost!!!"

The shrill scream instantly pierced the silence of the night.

The two were so scared that they were in a state of Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, turning around and running, not even bothering to pick up their expensive sports headphones that had fallen to the ground.

Bone Demon on the lake island heard the melodious scream, and the smile on his face deepened.

"Run! Scream! Fear is the best sacrifice!" Bone Demon waved his staff, and a ghostly green light wave spread out. "Undead Canopy, rise!"

The green fog instantly surged, like a giant bowl covering the entire core area of the park, and was spreading to the surrounding residential buildings at an alarming speed.

National Bureau of Abnormal Affairs, Command Hall.

On the giant circular screen, countless red alert windows were popping up wildly. The ear-piercing buzzing made the technicians on duty rush around in a panic.

"Report, Director! High-energy Spiritual Qi fluctuations detected in Yanjing City C-14 area!"

"The environmental monitoring satellite has issued an alert; the Air Quality Index (AQI) in the Central Park area has instantly gone off the charts, with readings exceeding 999+!"

"Biochemical monitoring probes show that the air in the area is filled with unknown, highly pathogenic pathogens and strongly acidic corrosive gases!"

"Thermal imaging shows a large number of low-temperature heat sources active underground. Preliminary assessment suggests the resurrection of undead creatures!"

The head of the Technical Division, sweating profusely, grabbed the phone and turned to look at the man standing in front of the command console.

Gu Changan held his iconic enamel teacup, watching the footage transmitted back by the drone on the big screen with an indifferent expression.

The image was shaking a bit; that was because the drone was being subjected to strong magnetic interference.

Through the blurry lens, one could clearly see the rolling green fog and the army of skeletons looming in the mist. There was also the gray-robed figure standing on the lake island, waving a bone stick like a lunatic.

"Undead Scourge?"

The adjutant beside him gasped, his voice tight. "Director, this looks like Western necromancy. According to records, a necromancer of this level can snowball infinitely through corpse poison. If not contained in time, all of Yanjing City will fall! Should we immediately contact the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain or the church's exorcists?"

"Exorcism?"

Gu Changan put down his teacup and raised an eyebrow slightly. There was not a hint of nervousness in his eyes about facing a supernatural disaster; instead, they were filled with the disgust one feels when seeing someone urinating in public.

"Why exorcise? This is clearly an extremely egregious case of major environmental pollution and biochemical leakage."

The adjutant was stunned: "Huh?"

Gu Changan pointed at the bushes on the screen that had dissolved into black water, his tone cold. "Look at these green belts; those are rare plants that the Parks and Forestry Bureau spent a lot of money to introduce. And that artificial lake—that is one of the water storage nodes for the South-to-North Water Diversion Project."

"That guy in the tattered cloak has no approval documents, is illegally discharging toxic and hazardous gases in a public place, causing large-scale vegetation death and seriously damaging the urban ecological environment. Isn't this under the jurisdiction of the Environmental Protection Bureau?"

Gu Changan paused, then pointed to the skeletons that had just crawled out.

"As for these... bone frames."

"Unauthorized excavation of public land, destruction of surface structures, and, without obtaining a 'Funeral Service License' and 'Land Use Rights Certificate,' arbitrarily converting a core city park into an open-air graveyard."

Gu Changan sneered, the ultimate contempt of an order-keeper for an outlaw.

"Illegal land occupation, illegal construction, destruction of public property, gathering to disturb public order, and add to that, spreading a Class B infectious disease."

He picked up the red dedicated phone on the table, his voice steady and powerful, carrying an unquestionable murderous aura.

"Connect me to the Yanjing City Environmental Protection Bureau Law Enforcement Team, the Municipal Parks and Forestry Bureau, and the Garrison District Chemical Defense Regiment."

"Tell them someone is engaged in large-scale illegal discharge and illegal construction in Central Park. Have them bring the heaviest 'cleaning tools' and set off immediately."

The adjutant swallowed, and asked cautiously: "Then... do we need to prepare black dog blood or peach wood swords?"

Gu Changan looked at him as if he were an idiot, straightening his cuffs as he strode out.

"This is the industrial age."

"To deal with trash and pests, we have more efficient methods. For example... high-temperature sterilization."