On the rooftop of a high-rise building with dozens of floors in J City.
Above the gloomy sky, a strange aqua green glow enveloped the space. Suddenly, two people appeared out of nowhere on the previously empty platform. They appeared like ghosts, silent and mysteriously unpredictable, a supernatural phenonon that was difficult to explain with common sense.
Stumbling, a young man in a white lab coat fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man next to him, around thirty years old, now had a pale face, his breathing erratic, his whole body trembling slightly, whether from fear or from enduring so unbearable pain.
"You shouldn't have saved ," Wang Xiaoming struggled to stand up, his face twisted, staring dead at Li Jun.
Li Jun had forcibly taken him out of the laboratory.
But this was not what he had hoped for, as he had been prepared to die in the lab.
"It was an order from above, Professor Wang, your priority prevails over a laboratory," Li Jun gasped for air, weakly slumping to the ground.
To save Wang Xiaoming, he had paid a significant price.
"That decision was wrong. It's not just about a laboratory; I know the horror of what I have cultivated better than anyone. After the experint failed, I thought about permanently sealing the Ghost Coffin, burying the coffin and that ghost forever..." Wang Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Li Jun by the collar and roared at him.
"Your behavior makes feel incompetent, do you know that? being alive ans more people will die. I like to weigh the value of life, because it's the best thod; sacrificing a few to save the many."
"Because of this belief, the belief I thought was right, I could make many sacrifices, even kill."
"But this ti, you've completely destroyed the belief I've always held. If I live, then what about those I've killed, and those I could have saved but didn't?"
Wang Xiaoming was emotionally disturbed, roaring and shrieking, feeling his own survival as a heavy sense of guilt.
"Sacrifice is only for now, but we must win the future, and that future must have you, Professor Wang." Your journey continues with
Li Jun, while being yelled at with his collar grasped, did not get angry but spoke very seriously and earnestly, "So the decision from above was not wrong, and it was just a ghost after all."
"Even if it's classified as an S-level supernatural event, what of it? There's been at least five S-level supernatural events worldwide, and haven't most of them been resolved? Without your plan to control two ghosts, the headquarters' plan would not have lasted this long, resulting in even more deaths, and your research has made breakthrough progress."
"If the plan to crash the malevolent ghost is successful, the ghost master will officially have the ans to contend with supernatural events."
"This, is the future."
"Bullshit, if the experint were that easy to succeed, it wouldn't have been delayed until now. Do you think I'm omnipotent? I'm just an ordinary person, soone who's simply read a few books. What if this new experintal direction fails again?" Wang Xiaoming, usually calm, cursed loudly.
The reason for his emotional disturbance was not due to the ergence of an unknown-level ghost from the failed experint, but rather because his survival had shattered the beliefs he had always held. 𝑅ἁ𝐍ɵＢË𝐒
If he did not sacrifice himself when it was his turn, what had he beco?
Hypocrite, evil-doer, scher... it seed no amount of bad nas would be an overstatent to describe him.
"Professor Wang, you should adjust your emotions and calm down. Now is not the ti to discuss this, but rather to figure out how to handle what cos next. Moreover, there's one thing I'm doubtful about. When we were in the laboratory, the Ghost Coffin was opened, and if the ghost was fully gestated and ca out, it should still be in that room, as that room is specially made, and once sealed, ghosts can't escape."
Li Jun slowly stood up and said, "But that ghost was not trapped in the room, it appeared inside your work area, Professor Wang."
"What are you trying to say?" Wang Xiaoming stared at him.
"Maybe the ghost's release wasn't your mistake, Professor Wang, but rather soone deliberately set it free," Wang Jun said calmly.
He had also handled supernatural events and was capable of organizing and analyzing them.
"It doesn't matter anymore whether it's due to soone letting it out or the ghost escaping on its own. At that ti, we had the chance to trap that thing in my work area. Given the lab's layered lockdown chanism, it would be very unlikely for the ghost to leave."
Wang Xiaoming said.
The lab was built with this in mind, with dividers and lockdowns between different areas.
If a ghost was released due to an experint or a mistake in any area, it could be imdiately sealed off, preventing a failed experint from causing a chain reaction.
Therefore, Wang Xiaoming was not worried about other test areas releasing ghosts.
"Indeed, pursuing this matter further is futile now. So what should we do next? Maybe we were lucky that the ghost couldn't get out in ti while we were escaping, and it's still trapped in the laboratory," Li Jun said.
Wang Xiaoming said, "Absolutely impossible. The ghost didn't kill the mont I entered the lab; it was waiting for us to leave. That's the only way it could follow us out."
Startled by Wang Xiaoming's words, Li Jun instinctively glanced around.
"There's no need to look. Once it left the lab, it would have its own pattern of movent, so it wouldn't follow us to City J. Right now, it's probably still lingering near the lab, or it might have already started killing," said Wang Xiaoming, his emotions slightly steadier as he stood on the rooftop of the building and looked in the direction of the lab.
"What's the closest place to the lab?"
Li Jun imdiately said, "The training base."
"Then it's very likely that it has already invaded the training base."
Wang Xiaoming's gaze flickered slightly. "Previously, considering the convenience of collecting information about the ghost handlers participating in training, as well as formulating plans to ta a second ghost, the training base was not far from the lab. This gave that thing a choice of where to go, which is unexpectedly bad."
The training base housed a group of ghost handlers, so of whom were nearly in a state of resurrection as ferocious ghosts. If such a place were to be attacked, it would trigger a terrible snowball effect.
"Notify headquarters, ask them to contact everyone at the training base to prepare to escape. We'll save whoever we can."
"And have headquarters call an ergency eting. All team leader candidates and nominators must attend. I will preside over the eting myself."
"Okay," Li Jun nodded and imdiately began to take action.
At this very mont, at the training base's shooting range.
Yang Jian was unaware that Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun had already escaped from the lab and had accidentally released an unknown level of ghost.
He was now frowning as he stared at the piece of human skin paper in his hand.
"Ghost!"
The non-standard black writing was crooked and occupied the entire piece of human skin paper. Apart from that, there was no additional information, nor did any extra writing appear.
What was this supposed to an?
Playing tricks, or going on strike?
But just as this thought surfaced, Yang Jian suddenly sensed sothing and slightly lifted his head.
The restlessness in his body due to the ghost's resurgence heightened his alertness instantly.
"What's going on?"
He observed that the entire shooting range was pitch-dark, devoid of any light, as if the power had gone out. The quiet darkness was eerily unsettling.
"No, it's not a power outage."
Yang Jian's gaze sharpened as he saw that several searchlights near the shooting range were still faintly glowing.
But the brightness was too low, dim, and yellowish, inferior even to the light of a normal candle. They barely cast weak glows amidst the surrounding darkness, seeming as though they could extinguish at any mont.
This scene felt strangely familiar.
When had he encountered it before?
Yang Jian's mind flashed back to the incident in Huanggang Village.
Back then, it was similar. Due to the failed operation, the ghost from the Ghost Coffin erged, and darkness crept in from all directions like it was about to engulf everything. He had narrowly survived by hiding in a body bag.
But before he could think further.
A tugging sensation suddenly ca from the hand holding the skin paper, and the piece of human skin paper almost slipped away.
Yang Jian looked down slightly.
Without knowing when, another pair of hands had appeared on the skin paper, cold, stiff, and tightly grasping one end of the paper, pulling it back, trying to snatch the skin paper from his hands.
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