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Chapter 345 Blake Is Making Progress

The ghost that Blake shot into the air and sent flying was innocent. It had no desire to cause harm to

anyone.

No one had visited Bedlam Asylum for a long time. These ghosts were curious, and they would follow a person who entered the area. He did not expect that man to let out a punch and send him flying.

The ghost got to its feet and nervously felt the amulet that had been turned over on its forehead. He muttered as he drew nearer to Blake. “This man can’t see us, right?”

The friend he had bumped into replied, “He definitely can’t see us. Look at his eyes.”

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The ghost felt immediately relieved. There was a mischievous glint in its eye. He abruptly jumped in front of Blake to scare him, saying, “Hey! Can you see me?”

Surprisingly, Blake’s punch landed on him squarely.

The ghost was launched once more into the air. This time he suffered the same consequence as that young, resentful spirit, where he was embedded into the wall. His friends hurriedly went up there to peel it off the wall.

The ghost cried out, “It’s a fake. This amulet has to be a fake!”

I turned the amulet around, but it didn’t work! I had given that little girl 2.5 dollars that I had found in the hospital. I paid her a deposit because she was polite and honest. I even planned to pay the balance in a dream to my family tonight, but I was duped! Immoral merchant!

Another ghost was shocked. He said, “That man can’t see us, but he hits you precisely. He is from planet U8686. This man has extraordinary spiritual power.”

“That’s not it!” said an elderly ghost who had transformed his hospital gown into a flowing

‘cultivator’ outfit.

He rebuked, “He has exceptional talent and gifts in martial arts, as I can tell from my observations. He must have attained the transcendent realm of cultivation. Nice to meet you, senior. After fifty years of diligent cultivation, I still haven’t succeeded in forming the golden substance. Please provide some direction for your junior.”

With a loud thud, the ghost kneeled before Blake and started to kowtow.

Blake was unaware that a ghost was kowtowing to him and that the ghost was mentally ill. Even if he knew, he would not be able to instruct that ghost in creating the golden substance.

a bedlam asylum. It used to be a hospital to house mentally ill patients. These ghosts were once asylum residents who died in the fire. Even after they turned into ghosts, they continued to suffer from the mental disorder. Blake was surrounded by

spell from Lilly earlier in the day, also drifted over. She yelled as she did when she was alive when she saw a group of patients gathered together, “Hey, what

raving ghosts scattered into the surrounding area,

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nurse’s eyes widened in shock when

love-that man is my luck in love! That little

She said embarrassingly. “Hi,

finish, Blake ruthlessly punched

pinned to the wall. She

U8686! His psychic power is so strong that he doesn’t need his vision to sense our existence!

he was sent flying by Blake’s punch and stuck on the wall.

could not get off the wall. The other spirits were heatedly discussing how to

the same time, these ghosts

is neatly stuck to the wall. This man has an impressive sticking technique. It’s so amazing; I bet he’s

so firmly on the wall,

is so artistic; I bet

stuck on the wall; I

Blake. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, Then, with a whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, all three of them became attiched to the wall.

chef, fashion designer, or plasterer, squinted his eyes and cautiously sensed

had knocked every ghost away with a punch. He could tell there were a lot of ghosts around him just now, but for

aura came toward him After he punched that last one away, there were more that

that he had punched at least seven ghosts. He had become more and more skilled. Fighting was indeed the quickest way for

whether or not I “kill” them.” Blake muttered to himself,

were more ghosts behind him that he was unaware of, but figuring out all of this took several rounds of

need to think of a way to kill them with a

exercised his neck and made a crackling sound. Then, one by one, he slowly unbuttoned his tightly fastened black

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stuck on

Blake’s chest. He appeared

Spirit was

a

wonder he was able to knock us away. He had a bulletproof suit!