Mysterious Revival

Chapter 648: 645

Inside the fifth level underground laboratory.

With the successful resurrection of Guo Fan and Yang Jian now locked within the spiritual position, this experimental scheme could be considered half a success.

The reason it was only half-successful was that Guo Fan, who had taken Yang Jian’s place to bear the curse, was still alive. Only after he died and Yang Jian’s consciousness was returned would the experiment be deemed completely successful.

To prevent any accidents.

Guo Fan, who now controlled Yang Jian’s body, stayed inside the Ghost Coffin, using its properties to suppress the ghost within the body to prevent it from losing control, losing control.

“Professor Wang, how long do I need to stay here like this?”

After almost an hour in the room, Guo Fan was getting a bit impatient and couldn’t help but ask.

“At least two days. During this period, do not attempt to leave the Ghost Coffin, or I cannot guarantee that accidents won’t happen. Transferring a living person’s consciousness isn’t as simple as you imagine, and some unforeseen events may occur, so a two-day observation is the minimum,” explained Wang Xiaoming calmly, with a hint of gravity unintentionally pervading his words.

“Okay, no problem. Since Professor Wang wants me to stay here for two days, then I’ll stay for two days. But can’t we really turn off the music in the room?”

Guo Fan nodded, agreeing to cooperate with the observation but still concerned about the music.

Because this endlessly repeating music exuded an eerie aura everywhere.

Being a ghost manipulator himself, he vaguely sensed something was off about this music.

“Just bear with it. There are some things you don’t need to know too much about. You just need to maintain your current state,” Wang Xiaoming answered dismissively, not delving into details.

He wouldn’t disclose anything about the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box, as there was no need, and it wasn’t good for Guo Fan to know.

However, at that moment, Wang Xiaoming received a phone call.

It was from Doctor Chen.

“Professor Wang, the situation outside is getting bad. One of my assistants said they’ve just seen a ghost in the corridors of this building. It’s very likely that we are dealing with a paranormal event. The specific cause is still unknown. I’ve already informed security. You should be careful on your end, and if possible, have Wei Jing come over to handle it,” said the voice on the phone, sounding anxious.

Wang Xiaoming’s brow furrowed: “Alright, I got it. For now, don’t move around, find a safe place to stay, and try not to attempt to leave the building if possible.”

“Not evacuating? What does that mean?” Doctor Chen was somewhat amazed.

“It’s just speculation for now, not yet confirmed. You could send someone to try and see if it’s possible to leave the building safely. Remember to report back to me with the results,” Wang Xiaoming said before hanging up the call.

Wei Jing, whose eyes were numb, moved slightly: “Should I go handle it?”

“We don’t need to deal with it for the time being. The matter at hand is more important. Moreover, it’s too coincidental that this haunting happened just as Yang Jian’s plan was being implemented.”

Wang Xiaoming said calmly, “It’s highly probable that it’s Yang Jian’s contingency plan. He might be using some ghost’s power to seal off the building, or the ghost here may have been released by him.”

Wei Jing’s darkened face twitched: “That’s going too far. He’s trying to kill everyone in the building.”

“But there aren’t many good people in this building. If they all died, it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing,” Wang Xiaoming said bluntly. In their line of research, especially among their circle of researchers, who hasn’t caused a few deaths?

“Now we just wait patiently without concerning ourselves with the paranormal activity in the building until the plan succeeds. Besides, I’m more worried about the Ghost Painting incident. That paranormal event has been ongoing for several days without erupting or being resolved, and it’s bound to cause problems if it continues like this.”

Wei Jing glanced at Guo Fan in the room: “If he doesn’t encounter any issues, then the plan will be successful.”

The strategy of luring ghosts to fight the Ghost Envoy was successful and effective; Wang Xiaoming even managed to rescue Wei Jing during that operation – a perfect execution hardly found anywhere in the world. Who could have expected a mishap in the final phase?

“That’s in the past, there’s no need to blame anyone now. The most important thing is to deal with the current issue,” Wang Xiaoming said.

Wei Jing nodded.

Soon, the laboratory regained its quietness.

But the atmosphere seemed to become heavier as they all waited for a result.

Waiting for the current Guo Fan to die, waiting for Yang Jian to be resurrected again.

This matter was of life-and-death importance because what happened to Yang Jian next, whether he lived or died, would affect the subsequent situation. If Yang Jian died at this critical juncture, then it would mean that headquarters had lost two captains within two or three days. If Jang Shangbai’s death could be pinned on Yang Jian, then on whom would Yang Jian’s death be blamed?

Many would suspect that the headquarters had killed Yang Jian. If that signal was released, it would trigger a series of chain reactions.

Therefore, even if Yang Jian were to die, he had to wait until after the Ghost Painting incident was over.

But as time slowly passed…

Guo Fan, who stayed in the Ghost Coffin, gradually began to notice something amiss. Influenced by the eerie music in his mind, he couldn’t help but look around, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, there was no sound equipment in the sealed room at all, so it was impossible for the sound to come from within the room.

Moreover, the sound didn’t seem to be coming from next to his ear.

Guo Fan tried to cover his ears, but there was no change in the volume of the music.

“This sound isn’t coming from the room. It’s appearing inside my mind…” he concluded with great astonishment.

Though he hadn’t thought much about it at first, Guo Fan wasn’t stupid. Upon calming down and observing carefully, he realized what the problem was.

“Why is this happening? What exactly is this music that lingers in my mind, this music that I’ve never experienced before?” Guo Fan scrutinized his current body.

He felt healthy, at least for a ghost manipulator, and powerful too.

His body was full of strength, and there was no hint of discomfort; his condition was surprisingly good.

“It wasn’t that there was something wrong with Yang Jian’s body.”

Guo Fan ruled out that possibility, “Could it be that one of the ghosts within Yang Jian’s body is causing this phenomenon? It’s quite likely since he has taken control of three ghosts, there must be certain side effects. The eerie music haunting my mind is probably from one of the ghosts inside him.”

His analysis had some merit, but he was looking in the wrong direction, after all, he had no knowledge about the Eight-Tone Music Box.

The various strange items stored at headquarters were not something he could know about with his level of clearance; only those at the captain level were qualified to access those things.

“This music keeps repeating in my mind, I’ll go crazy one of these days. How did Yang Jian endure it?”

Guo Fan was somewhat irritated, feeling his head buzzing incessantly, wishing he could tear it off for a moment of peace.

But thinking back to his prior state, it seemed that this music wasn’t entirely unbearable.

Indeed, nothing in this world was perfect.

During the time they waited in the lab, Doctor Chen and several assistants within the building had become extremely anxious.

After all, they had just confirmed that a ghost was active within the building and could potentially kill someone at any moment—how could they relax? Furthermore, hiding wasn’t safe either; if found by the ghost, they would certainly be killed.

“Doctor Chen, what’s the situation? What does Professor Wang say?” Assistant Liu, whose face was slightly pale, seemingly still shaken from the previous scare, was the first to have noticed the Ghost Child.

Doctor Chen said, “Professor Wang told us to stay in this building for now, not to run away or attempt to leave here.”

“What? Knowing full well there’s a ghost in this building and still asking us to stay here, isn’t that asking us to wait for death? No, absolutely not. We can’t sit here and wait to die; we must find a way to leave. In paranormal events, waiting for rescue is the dumbest action. Leaving the danger zone swiftly before things worsen is the smart thing to do.”

Another assistant spoke urgently, insisting on his point of view.

Choosing between staying in a haunted building and fleeing was an easy distinction even for a fool.

“Doctor Chen, I think Xiao Zhang makes a good point. Besides, I’ve calculated that, given the size of this building, if we dash out at full speed, it’ll take only a minute. So long as we don’t have the worst luck, we won’t even encounter the ghost, and even if we do, we might not be targeted.”

Another assistant also felt it was better to retreat decisively.

Their line of thinking was correct because, once a paranormal event worsened, or if a Ghost Domain formed, leaving would no longer be an option.

“Do you all think so?” Doctor Chen looked at the others.

The remaining two were silent, but in their hearts, they were also inclined towards leaving.

As researchers, they knew all too well how dangerous it was to stay in the same place as a ghost for an extended period. Moreover, analyzing numerous paranormal event cases led to the conclusion that the sooner one distanced oneself from the site of the event, the higher the chance of survival, and vice versa.

Big data doesn’t lie; therefore, they trusted this data.

Doctor Chen said, “If that’s the case, then go ahead and act. But you can’t all go together; you need to move in batches. Only after confirming that the first person has left safely may the others follow. Who wants to take the lead?”

“I’ll go first,” said the assistant named Xiao Zhang, gritting his teeth.

He had never seen the Ghost Child, nor had he encountered it. He believed he had a very good chance of survival and was willing to try.

Moreover, being the first to leave came with its advantages; at least he could leave this haunted building ahead of others.

“Then take action, and send a text after you safely get out,” Doctor Chen said.

“Okay.”

Xiao Zhang, who had been sitting on the ground, immediately stood up, pushed open the doors of the office, first peered outside to make sure it was clear, then took a deep breath and dashed out.

Everyone watched him, listening to the sound of his rapidly distancing footsteps, waiting for the message that he had left the building.

But what they didn’t know was that this action would trigger the Ghost Child’s killing rule.

Anyone who stepped out of the building would die.

“Good, very safe, nothing unexpected happened.” The assistant surnamed Zhang quickly descended the stairs and soon reached the first floor.

Overjoyed, he saw the wide-open door. Though it was a gray and rainy day outside, he didn’t care.

He continued to run forward while scanning his surroundings.

All was safe; the ghost from inside the building had not appeared in the lobby.

However, the moment he stepped out of the building, another set of footsteps came from behind him—hurried, like a child running rapidly across the ground.

But before he could turn around for a better look, a cold chill suddenly washed over him.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhang thought he saw a Dead Man’s Head staring at him from the shadows.

This was bad.

This thought flashed through his mind just as his life seemed instantly stripped away, triggering a fatal rule, and he collapsed on the ground with a thud, his face still wearing the joy of having left the building.

“As expected, this building is sealed by the ghost. Anyone attempting to leave will be killed, and anyone trying to enter will also be targeted by the ghost. I’ve already tried it before and nearly got finished,” said a man not far from the building, dressed in a security uniform, frowning slightly as he looked over here.

His name was Gao Ming, the security captain of the Ping’an Technology Experimental Base.

Of course, that was just one of his identities. He had another identity… a Master of Ghosts.