"The body is moving?"
"Why do I feel a bit scared?"
"Where are the trolls? Soone tell this is fake!"
"Oh, this is fake."
As the comnts stread by, the audience was no less shocked than Koichi Kojima. However, the barrage of ssages did nothing to alleviate the fear in Koichi’s heart; he swallowed hard, finding the scene increasingly terrifying.
He didn’t know what he was thinking, why he had followed the Magician or why he had broken into this morgue. When he ca to his senses, he suddenly found himself inside the inner room of the morgue, with an inscrutable Magician outside.
Right, and a body that could move on its own.
Perhaps the body had turned into sothing like a zombie?
In movies, zombies always eat human flesh. What if the zombie slled them and went berserk?
For a while, Koichi Kojima’s mind was filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts, and when he glanced at the comnts, he found them even more chaotic than his thoughts.
Among the questioning and shouting in the comnts, there were so absurdly entertaining ones, mostly from those enjoying the spectacle.
"Koichi and the Photographer should team up and attack while the body has not fully resurrected. Surely they can’t be killed by it in a two-on-one fight?"
"What do you call a resurrected body? A living corpse? Does it taste good?"
"Koichi should let the body bite him, beco the world’s second zombie, and after the zombie crisis breaks out, he could be a minor boss. I’ll co with a rocket launcher to see you then."
The cold white light shone on the body’s face, making it look unusually pale and ghostly. The body’s eyes were still closed, but its lips trembled slightly.
Suddenly, the body moved again. It turned over violently and then fell off the movable bed. But it seed to lose balance in an instant, uncontrollably falling towards the ground.
Just then, Jiang Shu quickly caught it and forcefully put it back on the bed.
"Did it fail?" He furrowed his brow slightly, apparently considering where he went wrong. "How is that possible? This body should be capable of harboring a Spiritual Body. Is there really any difference between humans and flies or chickens? Fundantally, they are all Spiritual Bodies. Shouldn’t be any different, right?"
Spiritual Body?!
At the mont—whether it was Koichi Kojima close by or the 35,000 viewers watching the live stream—they all repeated the word ’Spiritual Body’ in their minds.
This thing...
Sounds like sothing to do with the soul, right?
In an instant, Jiang Shu’s reflective deanor once again stirred up the chat.
"Holy shit, I knew it, this is definitely Resurrection!"
"How much is there in this world that we don’t know about? Those previous Fla Thunder Paperman things... completely unscientific!"
"Quick, stop the Police, don’t let them interfere. I want to see the Resurrection done!"
"Koichi, go and encourage Jiang Shu, make him complete the Resurrection Technique!"
"Jiang Shu, you said you don’t know Magic!"
While Koichi replied via typing: "Actually, if it were successful it would be even scarier, right? It’s better to let the dead rest completely. For those looking forward to seeing a resurrection... how about you co and stand in my place?"
With that, the eerie and bizarre atmosphere seed slightly diluted. Koichi took a deep breath; other resurrections like flies or chickens, although incredible, weren’t too excessive and might be explainable scientifically.
As for what kind of science, that was none of his business. Perhaps soone could figure it out.
During his over twenty years of studying, although he hadn’t grasped any profound scientific principles, he believed that science could explain everything.
If people really could be resurrected...
Never mind, no ’ifs’.
"He’s scared, he’s scared!"
"Is that it? I feel like I haven’t seen enough yet."
"Do you think this might be Jiang Shu practicing for his next Magic trick?"
"Psh, knew it couldn’t be resurrected. The Magician probably had so thread in his hand or sothing, using it to make the body sit up and create illusions."
"Indeed, let’s disperse, there’s nothing interesting to see anymore."
"Where the hell is the ’silk thread,’ did you see when he installed it? The whole process was so natural, if the silk thread was hooking the body there would be so deformation, right? Can’t you see that?"
The atmosphere in the live comnts also started to tend towards chaos.
There were no surprises in the continuation of the Resurrection Technique, the body was placed back into the body bag by Jiang Shu, then he pulled the zipper shut and moved it from the hospital bed into a tal storage locker.
After doing all this, Jiang Shu paused and looked around the morgue’s outer room, his face inevitably showing a disappointed expression.
"This ritual was correct, why can’t people be resurrected?" he muttered to himself, sighed, and then glanced at the ti, seemingly realizing the urgency as his brow furrowed again.
He knocked twice on the surface of the tal locker, a nuric keypad lit up on the silvery shell, then he rapidly pressed a few buttons, apparently inputting the locking code, after finishing, he quickly left the place.
The sensor light in the hallway extinguished five seconds after Jiang Shu left, plunging the corridor back into darkness, and the morgue with its lights on also returned to dead silence.
Sohow, the absence of Jiang Shu made the morgue seem normal again.
It was as if so ominous presence had left the place.
Inside the inner room, Koichi Kojima slumped against the wall, finally able to relax a bit.
The viewer count had started to drop, seemingly because the audience had realized the show had ended, but there were still comnts kindly "reminding" Kojima.
"Mr. Kojima, hurry and catch up, you still have an interview to do!"
"Mr. Kojima, the code for the tal locker is 546545, I noted it down, go check that body!"
"Petition to see the body (1/10000)!"
Feeling the change in the atmosphere, the comnts began to continuously entice Kojima to misbehave.
"Everyone stop ssing around, I just want to leave here as soon as possible, the show has already run overti today, okay?" Koichi Kojima stood in front of the cara again, but he looked quite disheveled now, his makeup for the cara sared by sweat from the tension, his shirt soaked with a red liquid, looking like he had been working under the sun all day, dirty and ragged.
"Pretending is pretending, are you about to be exposed?"
"Go check the body, didn’t you say it was real? You’re in a hurry to end the show and deal with the evidence, right?"
"The police are coming soon, give the host so ti to clean up the scene, otherwise won’t it be exposed?"
"You acted well, I’ll add a bowl of dog food tonight."
"That should co with raw at and bones to help the puppy grow strong."
Such comnts sprouted like mushrooms after rain, and Kojima couldn’t block them all; infuriated by the irritating comnts, he exclaid, "546545, right? I’ll open it for you to see now!"
With that, he quickly stepped forward, entered the password, then opened the tal cadaver cabinet, pulling out the body inside, then holding the cara up close, filming as he asked, "See this, the tag code on this body bag is from the hospital, it can be verified! Try faking this?"
Perhaps still angered, Koichi Kojima even poked the body, "See this, it’s limp, this is human flesh! Should I pluck so hairs to test?"
"I, Koichi Kojima, am not faking!" he shouted at the cara.
And the comnts seed to be influenced by him.
"If he’s really faking, then his acting is too good, Kojima shouldn’t be so miserable."
"Fair point, indeed."
"It’s unlikely to be a fake."
"Didn’t anyone notice the plastic over the mouth on the body bag has condensation? It clearly wasn’t there just before!"
"Holy shit, the body is breathing, guys!"
"Kojima, run, he’s really co back to life!"
Kojima was startled, he quickly looked at the body.
Without any warning, and completely unprepared, the body opened its eyes.
A pair of black, profound eyes, his pupils were lifelessly dilated but then quickly focused, landing on Kojima.
Shit.
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