I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 534: Infinite Renewable Resources: Ghosts, the Recognized Future

Is it important?
Zhang Bohua quietly "looked" at Lin Yuan, his tone calm, "I don't have any memory of Boss Lin in the past. There are only three possibilities. One is that Boss Lin hid too deeply and rarely appeared in the supernatural circle. Then we naturally have no memory of you. But based on your current contact with the Wang family in Dadong City, this possibility does not exist."

Lin Yuan was surprised and asked, "You have been paying attention to the Wang family in Dadong City? Is it because of the Wang family generation?"

"That's right. That couple is really talented. They actually came up with this method of blood inheritance. As long as the Wang family is given enough time and they don't die out due to accidents, even if the probability is very small, when time accumulates long enough, an even more talented person will appear, bringing a bunch of ancestral souls of the Wang family, sweeping the supernatural circle and suppressing all the evil spirits so that they can't raise their heads. This can also be regarded as a means of limiting the revival of the supernatural." Zhang Bohua said.

Lin Yuan shook his head: "It's just a restriction. And human nature cannot stand the test. When the Wang family accumulates enough, even a young child can have countless dead souls with him, crushing the whole world. If this child has even the slightest selfishness, it will cause great disasters, and no one can stop it."

"It is also a hope after all. That era has seen too much despair, and countless talents are trying the paths they think of. Whether it is to end the supernatural era or to suppress the revival of the supernatural, as long as there is a glimmer of possibility, it should not be stopped." Zhang Bohua said seriously.

Lin Yuan agreed with this point.

Although I have not experienced the Republic of China era, I can feel from the few words of these people what a terrible and desperate era it was.

There is another war in the supernatural world that is even more brutal than the national war in Mysterious Revival, and it is very likely to involve a war that destroys the world?
Without enough information, even Lin Yuan couldn't imagine it.

"There is also a second possibility, that is, we do know each other, but at a certain time, due to some special things, all of us, including Zhang Dong, lost our memory of you. But this possibility is also pitifully small." Zhang Bohua's tone became a little more serious. "Your strength is terrifying and unpredictable, but Zhang Dong's strength is also not weak. In fact, before you appeared, he was the real strongest."

There was a touch of nostalgia and aftertaste in his tone.

"If he hadn't made it to the end of that era, perhaps it would have collapsed long ago, instead of being like now, with all the supernatural hidden under the surface, giving ordinary people decades of stable life. His strength... is also unfathomable. Although in this era, the few of us who survived to the end are collectively called the Seven Elders of the Republic of China by you, his strength is indeed like a gap, surpassing us by a level. And his power is very special. If it really involves the consciousness of the entire world, at least he will leave some memories. And..."

Zhang Bohua raised his head, his hollow eyes seemed to be filled with scrutiny. "According to the information we have so far, the incident should have happened in the last year of the last world, right? In that era, there were at least some houses made of gold. According to the survivor theory, at least someone in the world still remembers your existence. It is impossible that everyone was affected and forgot about you."

Lin Yuan laughed in silence, "So there is such a loophole? There is also a possibility that I specifically targeted those people and affected their consciousness when they left the safe house."

Zhang Bohua shook his head. "That's impossible. I have been observing you all this time. Although many things have happened in the Peace Hotel, which makes people look dizzy, in the final analysis, you are also a person with a purpose, and you have been working hard for this purpose. But apart from this, you seem to be very lazy. As long as it is not closely related to the purpose, you will not bother to pay attention. The impact of your existence should not be particularly important to you. Just like the last vote, you did not force those people who hid in the safe house to come out and vote again, right?"

Lin Yuan nodded, without refutation, but became more interested, "It seems that this possibility has a lot of flaws. What about another possibility?"

"The last possibility is..." Zhang Bohua's tone became serious, "Everything about your past is a lie!"

Lin Yuan continued to listen quietly without any expression.

Zhang Bohua did not stop and continued his analysis, "The memories of the Wang family, Wang Lu's diary, the traces of Taiping Ancient Town, all the images of your existence are actually false. It is you who are trying to forcibly imprint your existence in the past. You want to use this method..."

At this point, Zhang Bohua finally paused, and in an amazed yet unbelievable tone, he slowly said: "You, are trying to go against the flow of time, go to a point in the past, and change history?"

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Lin Yuan applauded, "You are worthy of being the Seven Elders of the Republic of China. The reason you are still alive today is not because you are so cowardly, but because you are really smart."

Zhang Bohua suddenly realized, as if he had finally confirmed his guess. He felt much more relaxed. He smiled bitterly and said, "We are just the remnants of the times. We will eventually pass away in the near future. This cannot be refuted. In comparison, your idea is more amazing. You actually want to go back to the past. Are you going to find the source of the evil spirits and then extinguish everything?"

Lin Yuan shook his head. "This is just an idea. It doesn't have to be implemented. After all, I'm just an ordinary restaurant owner. If I can do it, I'll do it. If I can't, I'll continue to run my restaurant."

Zhang Bohua said, "Is that so? But I believe you will definitely do it. If you don't solve the supernatural era, then this world will end one day. By then, even if your store can still be opened, there will be no customers. Wouldn't that be boring?"

Lin Yuan suddenly asked a question, "Do you think there is a possibility? Ghosts are immortal. If we can make good use of them, wouldn't they be an infinitely renewable resource? If we can use their power as a driving force for human development, how brilliant will the future of mankind be?"

Zhang Bohua opened his eyes wide, even though he had already been blind.

But because of this, his expression became even more terrifying. "Impossible! Ghosts are uncontrollable. Killing is their only action. How can they use their power?"

"There is nothing impossible about it. It's just that humans are weak now and cannot suppress evil spirits, so evil spirits appear to be very scary. Just like fire, when it first appeared, if the human ancestors at that time had not overcome their instinctive fear of fire, how could human civilization have developed to its current level?"

Lin Yuan didn't care. His eyes exuded an unimaginable light that was hard to look at. "Didn't you find anything in the past six months in the store? Or has your mind been so focused on those medicines that you have become so dull?"

Zhang Bohua frowned and thought carefully, but soon he showed a shocked expression, "You mean, those animals? Those wild beasts?"

As if he felt that he had not explained it clearly enough, he continued, "The rule in the Peace Hotel is that evil spirits will be transformed into various animals, even wild beasts. Of course, this is just the appearance. The deeper reason is that their killing rules have been changed and their supernatural powers have been suppressed. This is because your strength is far greater than theirs, so you can do this. I used to think that this was just a change you made unconsciously, but now it seems that you did it on purpose?"

Seeing that Lin Yuan did not answer, Zhang Bohua analyzed the situation again. "You said that ghosts should be used as a driving force for the development of human society. Ordinary people cannot do this. They are lucky to be able to survive. But you are different. You can change the form of ghosts into animals. Naturally, you can also let these animals work for humans. Moreover, they will not die and will recover on their own if they are injured. They are simply perfect...slaves!"

As soon as the word "slave" came out, Zhang Bohua felt his whole body tremble.

How is this... a magical and incredible idea?
The idea of ​​changing the existence of ghosts from a threat to a resource, and from harming humans to helping human development, did exist during the Republic of China period, but unfortunately, no one was able to do it.

Even if it’s Zhang Dong, it won’t work!

But in Lin Yuan's case, although the ghosts that were transformed into animals have not yet started to work and there is no sign of any trend that can help human development, at least there is such a possibility.

"Have you been studying this all this time?" Zhang Bohua's voice trembled. It was not because of fear or terror of Lin Yuan's strength, but rather excitement. He was excited that he finally saw the hope of ending the supernatural era and turning evil spirits from bad to good.

Lin Yuan smiled and did not answer, because the answer was no.

Looking at Zhang Bohua's excited expression, if he really got a negative answer, he would probably be very disappointed, even very painful.

For such a strong puzzle piece, Lin Yuan will still give it a certain emotional experience.

"I understand. Is there anything I can help you with? As long as I can do it, I will do my best. If you need a medium, I can also be your medium." Zhang Bohua said sincerely.

Lin Yuan was a little surprised.

The fact that the old Chinese doctor could say this clearly showed that he understood some of Lin Guo's methods, such as traveling to the past through a medium.

But he obviously didn't understand it very well.

"There's no need for a medium. If I could use you as a medium to travel to the past, I wouldn't have waited until now."

Shen Lin's supernatural power allows him to invade other people's memories, just like traveling back to the past, but it is only like, not really going back to the past.

Even if a person is killed in memory, that person will die in reality, but this influence is only aimed at the person attacked, not the entire world.

In the eyes of others, the person killed by Shen Lin in his memory will still experience everything as in his memory, until he reaches Shen Lin’s timeline in reality, and then suddenly dies.

This is not changing history, it is just inferring the cause from the result. What is affected is still the reality, not the past.

Lin Yuan wanted to imprint the traces of his own existence into history, and then use himself as the foundation and borrow Meng Xiaodong's supernatural powers to let his historical self summon his real self. What he needed was not this kind of trace and imprint, but the imprint that could truly enter that era.

A simple memory invasion is not enough, otherwise, do you really think Lin Yuan is so kind?
"If you need anything, feel free to come to me." Zhang Bohua said, and suddenly straightened his clothes, then smiled and said to Lin Yuan: "Come on."

Lin Yuan's alarm bells immediately rang, and he stepped back a few steps cautiously, "Mr. Zhang, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Bohua did not understand Lin Yuan's actions for a moment, and asked in confusion: "It is not appropriate to reveal this information to me now and let others know it, right? In this case, shouldn't you erase my memory? With your strength, you should be able to do this easily."

"So that's what you're talking about. I thought..." Lin Yuan coughed lightly and said, "No need. I believe in your character, Mr. Zhang. That's it."

In fact, what he just said was indeed Lin Yuan’s idea, but it was not his ultimate goal.

His ultimate goal has always been to achieve a complete balance between the Peace Hotel and the White Mist Ghost Domain. To this end, he is even willing to distribute the supernatural power of the White Mist Ghost Domain if the growth rate of the White Mist Ghost Domain exceeds that of the Peace Hotel by too much.

As for making ghosts work for humans, become slaves, and increase the speed of human evolution, these can only be considered side quests.

It wouldn't matter even if Zhang Bohua told others about it. He even believed that after saying this, most of the ghost riders would probably support him.

Only a small number of people whose interests are affected are likely to become hostile to him.

But the threat posed by those people to Lin Yuan is almost non-existent and can be completely ignored. If anyone dares to stand in front of him and show off, the result that awaits them will be to become the same as a ghost - not even a human being!
This is enough confidence in one's own strength. But Zhang Bohua obviously didn't think so. He said seriously: "You are very strong, but everything should be done in secrecy. I am grateful for your trust in me, but before things are successful, everything should be kept secret. If this great plan fails because of me, I will be blamed for it."

As he spoke, Zhang Bohua's aura suddenly became strange, and then he quickly closed his eyes completely.

Not dead, but...

"The Seven Elders of the Republic of China really have many tricks up their sleeves. For example, Zhang Bohua, an old Chinese medicine practitioner who has never used any medicine before, can actually easily target his own consciousness. A doctor should not treat himself. This saying does not seem to have any effect on him."

Lin Yuan saw through Zhang Bohua's actions at a glance.

After all, this is his ghost domain, and his current strength far exceeds that of Zhang Bohua. He can naturally see this situation very clearly. If he wants to stop it, it is not impossible.

but……

"I respect your choice."

After Lin Yuan finished speaking, he turned around and left the Chinese medicine shop, taking Cao Yang, who was still in a daze and unconscious, like a walking corpse.

This is the key person who will help him to go to Gengshen and completely anchor himself, so no problems can be allowed.

Not long after he left, Zhang Bohua opened his eyes again.

He looked around and muttered to himself, "I cut off a part of my memory. That part of my memory is very important. It involves the plan to end the supernatural era. Although I can't remember it, as long as there is this plan, and I think it is extremely feasible, then it's good, that's good..."

Ghost Street is still bleak. Although it seems that people are coming and going, it is full of ghosts and there is not a trace of living people, which just fits the name of Ghost Street.

And in the tailor shop near the archway, faint screams continued to be heard.

Judging from the voice, it's clearly Fang Shiming's.

The screams had been going on for a while, from being full of energy at the beginning to being weak and inaudible now. It was obvious that the person was suffering from extremely terrible torture.

Lin Yuan stood at the door and did not go in. Instead, he went to sit at a tea stall opposite.

The owner of the tea stall was a man in his fifties, but his face was weathered, and one could tell at a glance that he had been working hard for half a lifetime. However, his eyes were numb, and he looked more like a ghost than a human.

The arrival of Lin Yuan and Cao Yang did not cause any reaction from the boss, as if the two did not exist at all.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, and Cao Yang, with a dazed look in his eyes, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan took a sip of tea and suddenly laughed, "This old Fang is really something, he can actually hold on for so long. It seems that he is indeed a ruthless person. Being able to control such a huge thing as the circle of friends is really not something that can be done casually."

In Lin Yuan's eyes, Taiping Ancient Town no longer has any secrets.

Otherwise, he would not have created a ghost street like he did now, without using the bodies of Boss Liu, the faceless man and He Liansheng as anchors to recreate the scene of that year.

With Cao Yang, who activated the "Noon Transaction" curse, as the anchor point for the Gengshen Year, at least this action has met all the needs.

The tailor shop uses ghosts to make clothes.

The tradition passed down from the Republic of China period is very good. It can change the appearance of ghosts, turning them into clothes, weapons, or even paper figures, tables, benches, etc.

This is similar to what Lin Yuan did when he turned these ghosts into wild beasts through the white fog ghost realm.

It's just that Lin Yuan's methods are very rough, completely crushing in terms of strength and forced changes, but the inheritance during the Republic of China period is more sophisticated, and requires the coordination of corresponding supernatural powers. With strange means, supernatural items can be produced without having overwhelming strength.

The same goes for the tailor shop, where you can make each ghost into a piece of clothing with different effects.

This is how the ghost clothes that He Yiner wore in real life came about, and the same is true for the ghost shroud that the starving ghost Lao Hua is wearing now.

It’s the same now. Fang Shiming didn’t know what he did in the tailor shop. A good customer ended up being turned into production material.

If Fang Shiming was a ghost, he wouldn't have screamed like that.

Because apart from the supernatural beings involving sounds, ghosts cannot make any sounds. Unfortunately, Fang Shiming still retains the consciousness of a living person.

Pity.

As for the ghost coffin?

The ghost coffin was indeed very special, but unfortunately, this was the ancient town of Taiping, and the ghost coffin came from the coffin shop in the town.

And every building here is actually a large coffin.

The effect of the ghost coffin would be greatly reduced here, which is why Fang Shiming was captured so easily and became the production material.

But Fang Shiming persisted long enough, or rather, the ghost coffin was quite effective.

Just as he was thinking, Lin Yuan suddenly glanced in the direction of the archway, and saw Yang Jian, Li Jun, Ah Hong and Lu Zhiwen walking in one after another. However, the four of them looked a little embarrassed, with water all over their bodies, as if they had just swam out of the lake.

"We're finally here. If we were any slower, I would have drowned in the lake." Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

In the world where Lin Yuan lives, he does not have the ability to control the four-layer ghost lake. Of course, even if he did, the biggest result of running to the Ghost Lake at this time would not be to smoothly reach Taiping Ancient Town, but to directly trigger the source of the Ghost Lake.

That's the woman sitting on the black ferry, combing her hair with a red comb.

"We should have entered the virtual game. It turns out that we can really enter the game in this way. This is trouble." Li Jun's face looked unhappy.

The same goes for Lu Zhiwen.

Both of them were quite resistant to entering virtual games, and even more resistant to having deep contact with the Peace Hotel, but now they had entered.

"Don't worry too much. After all, you didn't enter through the e-sports room of the Peace Hotel, so you shouldn't be planted with the white fog seed." Ah Hong comforted.

Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen looked at each other and could only accept this statement.

"However, this method allows you to travel to the past timeline in person and experience history firsthand, which is actually a good experience."

Yang Jian looked at this ghost street.

The Ghost Lake in reality has been flooded. Although the water has receded a lot, there is still very deep water at the entrance. Unlike here, there is not a trace of water at all with the archway as the boundary.

On the contrary, the four of them looked a little strange.

"Wait! Did you hear any sound?" Li Jun suddenly said.

This street was very strange and quiet, so although Fang Shiming's screams were very faint, they were very clear.

But just as Yang Jian and his companions were listening attentively, the originally quiet street suddenly became lively. The pedestrians and shop owners who had been as numb as ghosts before now became lively.

It’s like when you’re playing a game, if there are no players present, the game resources will not be open to the map, but once a player comes, it will be fully activated and show the best game graphics.

(End of this chapter)