Yang Jian returned to Ping'an Hotel. His training program had barely begun a day before it was abruptly terminated, and he himself had nearly died at the base. If he hadn't been cautious and brought enough lifesaving items, he would have now been a part of the Ghost Coffin, unable to come out alive.
As for the ghost now heading to the laboratory, he didn't care.
What about Wang Xiaoming? He surely wasn't lacking protection, and besides, the ghost now had an additional restraint upon it.
With this restraint in place, other ghost controllers should be safe.
"Wait, if the ghost now believes it can suppress zero ghosts, it's safe for ghost controllers because they control at least one ghost, but for ordinary people, it remains a nightmare... Ordinary people don't have ghosts within them, and in the eyes of the ghost, they might still be seen as alone," Yang Jian thought of another outcome that could arise from the ghost's transformation while he was in the shower.
