I’m a Calamity-Class Vengeful Ghost, Reported to the State by Other Ghosts

People are people, ghosts are ghosts. Neither human nor ghost, they are anomalies.

Yi Shisan died, then was reborn.

He did want revenge, but he couldn't kill the innocent indiscriminately.

He boarded a train said to be able to transmigrate through time and space.

From an unknown nobody, he rose step by step to become a "high-level player" who struck fear into people's hearts.

Hatred is a file that wears you down.

I'm a ghost, with strength second only to the Calamity class.

That day, on the watchtower, a train rushed past me and dropped off a player.

That's right, the train nearly hit me!

The detector beeped twice, then blew up.

Even worse, it had air-dropped a Calamity-class being!

Eyes bloodshot, he demanded to know where the "Alliance of Hope" was!

This is all xx country. We have the Vomit Alliance, but where would an Alliance of Hope come from?

He shoved me aside and stalked off, radiating murderous intent.

I hurriedly called someone, only to learn that the guy had been led by the hand out of a supermarket by a blind child.

Me: ???

Later, he settled down here.

Just when I thought the crisis was over...

That train came back!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.