Ultimate Evolution I Became the Master of the World

Everyone made different choices when faced with the same situation.

Jane, knowing Michael was a Ghost Handler, didn't shy away. Instead, she decided to bet on him.

Only those who'd been through hell could truly appreciate the beauty of the world. Only those who'd faced fierce ghosts understood the joy of being alive.

In this world where security was a luxury, even if Michael turned into a fierce ghost, Jane would still seek his protection.

"It's gone up again. How do you know gold will keep rising? I've been watching the prices, and I think they've peaked. They might drop next. And sure enough, after a brief surge, gold prices started to decline slowly. Investing ten million dollars in gold right now is super risky." Jane, sitting in front of her computer in a thin nightgown, excitedly watched the gold price trends on her laptop.

Today, when the market opened, gold prices first dropped and then surged.

Michael was really lucky to invest ten million dollars at this moment.

"I don't know much about the stock market. I just know that gold prices will keep rising. I just want to make some money while I can," Michael said. Jane, a bit excited, asked, "Do you have insider information?"

"No, it's all just a guess," Michael replied.

Of course, it wasn't just a guess. Gold was no longer just currency; it had become a national strategic resource, a necessity, and a consumable. The rise in gold prices was inevitable.

Hearing this, Jane believed even more that Michael knew something. Otherwise, how could he guess so accurately?

After all, he was a detective, someone even Leo had to salute, not just an ordinary security guard.

Thinking of this, she not only invested in gold because of Michael but also put her tens of thousands of dollars in savings into gold, choosing the highest risk and highest reward gold leverage to maximize her profits with the smallest capital. Of course, the risk was also high.

"Since you're sure gold will rise, I'm planning to use the riskiest trading method to make a big profit for you. I've also invested my money, so don't blame me if we lose," Jane said.

"Do whatever you think is best. As long as you invest in gold, it will be good," Michael said, confident in his judgment.

"Got it, leave it to me," Jane said, getting a bit excited.

Michael didn't pay attention to how she traded stocks. He spent most of his free time browsing the Interpol website.

That special site built by various countries, only accessible to Interpol officers. Not for anything else, just to learn more relevant knowledge.

But on the website, Michael didn't see any news about the fierce ghost that passed by yesterday.

"Such a big event can't be ignored by all countries. It seems this major event is being deliberately concealed." He shook his head, feeling a bit disappointed.

The cooperation between countries wasn't close, no wonder Interpol had to divide regions. It seemed united, but in reality, everyone was looking out for themselves.

During these three days, Michael rarely went out and stayed in Jane's apartment.

Jane, on the other hand, was very diligent. According to her, the initial ten million dollars had already turned into over twenty million dollars. She was so excited watching this every day that she could hardly sleep, as if the money was her own. But this morning, Michael received a call.

It was from David, saying there was something serious and asking Michael to meet him somewhere.

After thinking for a moment, Michael decided it was better to follow.

"I gotta head out for some business," Michael said.

"Where are you headed?" Jane asked.

"Just around the neighborhood," Michael replied.

Jane quickly followed up, "Will you be back tonight?"

"Of course," Michael said, then headed out.

Driving through the bustling city, it was hard to believe that paranormal events were so frequent. Astoria had its share, but most people seemed blissfully unaware, just living their lives. "Sometimes ignorance is bliss," Michael muttered, opening the car window and watching the busy sidewalk.

Soon, he arrived at the pedestrian street where he was supposed to meet David.

David was already there, in the middle of a heated argument with someone, almost ready to throw punches.

"I'm not arguing to prove I'm better than anyone else. I'm doing it to show that I'll get back what I lost," he said, pointing to the ground with determination.

"David, what are you yelling about? Why'd you call me so early? What's going on?" Michael shouted.

David looked up, saw Michael, and immediately brightened up. "Michael, over here! Excuse me, I gotta go. This ends now."

He pointed at the person he was arguing with and said, "I'm not afraid of you, nor am I trying to escape. I just don't want my friend to see my ruthless side. Consider yourself lucky today." "Who were you arguing with? Looked like you were about to fight. What was it about?" Michael asked.

David sneered, "Some kid who cut in line while I was buying ice cream. I was just teaching him a lesson about adult ruthlessness."

"Forget it. Let's have a seat at that café. I have something to discuss with you," David said.

After they sat down in the café, David asked, "What have you been up to lately? Still working at that mall? I heard there was a murder case there yesterday. The place is completely sealed off." "How do you know so much about it?" Michael asked, surprised.

David replied, "My dad built that mall. I asked him about it. Be honest, is the place haunted?"

"You're right, it is haunted," Michael said.

"I knew it. Places that get sealed off for no reason are usually haunted. It was the same with the school, the neighborhood, and now the mall. I feel like this planet is becoming uninhabitable. If I could migrate to Mars, I'd be the first to sign up," David said, clearly spooked.

"But it's all resolved now. The issue there has been taken care of. So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Michael asked.

David said, "I want to confirm something with you."

"What is it?" Michael asked.

David frowned deeply, showing it wasn't a simple matter. He said in a low voice, "Last night, while I was playing a game on my computer, something paranormal happened. I think it might be haunted, like the cursed stories on your forum." "Can you be more specific?" Michael asked.

David said slowly, "It was during the final round. I was the last one standing, and the top right corner of the screen showed no other players. But then I mysteriously died, and the screen showed 'Game Over.""

"If it happened just once, I could explain it. But it happened three times in a row. Do you think a ghost could be playing the game? I was so scared I didn't sleep all night. That's why I wanted to buy ice cream to perk up," David said seriously. Michael said seriously, "I think you didn't encounter a ghost; you encountered a hacker."

"Really? Couldn't it be a ghost?" David asked, surprised.

Michael replied, "You're overthinking it. There's no way."

"So that's it. I suppose I encountered a ghost," David said, falling into deep silence.