Mysterious Resurrection: I am Jiang Shang, commanding ghosts and becoming a god

Chapter 254 The Released Ghost
Nearly half an hour has passed since the operation began. Under normal circumstances, there should be a result after such a long time, but these are two S-level ghosts after all, and there are indeed signs of success.

If everything goes well, given the current trend of the ghost area shrinking, it might be done within an hour.

“No matter what happens inside, as long as it doesn’t get out of control, it’s the best outcome. Otherwise…” Jiang Shan looked back at the brightly lit city.

He had experienced the tragic situations in Dachang City and Dachun City twice, and no one wanted to experience it a third time.

Moreover, once the starving ghosts and ghost paintings get out of control, it is estimated that all the ghost riders who are currently here will have to take over. No matter whether you are reluctant or not, you have no choice. The purpose of Sun Huafeng convening the captain's meeting is to prevent accidents, otherwise he would not have needed to hold the captain's meeting almost a week in advance.

It was because of this that Jiang Shan came to see in person whether the operation was going smoothly.

If everything goes well, he can then concentrate on preventing what Zhao Jianguo is going to do in Dajing City.

If things don't go well, he must get the news as soon as possible so that he can take some measures. He absolutely cannot stay in the hotel and know nothing.

Of course, Jiang Shan is not the only one who is paying close attention to the situation here.

In this dark night, countless pairs of eyes are staring at this place. There are dozens of drones hovering in the sky alone.

Each drone is specially built, and they are all transmitting the situation here to all parties. After all, no one is willing to get close here in person.

But even though this operation was under the watchful eyes of countless people, no one in the outside world knew what had happened.

The darkness that was about to break seemed to be blocked by an invisible hand.

the other side.

About ten kilometers away from the headquarters training base is a special experimental base.

The experimental base here was built specifically for Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming, who had just successfully made a coffin nail, returned to his work area as usual after talking with Yang Jian.

Also going to the laboratory with Wang Xiaoming was a middle-aged man who had been missing for a long time and was being sought by the headquarters.

Zhao Jianguo.

"The experiment on the ghost coffin has failed. Your idea is correct to some extent. Ghosts can indeed never become humans." Wang Xiaoming stood in front of a special golden glass.

In a small room in front of him was a coffin.

The red paint applied on the slightly old coffin looked extremely gorgeous under the dim light. Although there was no body under the heavy coffin lid, it gave people an extremely eerie and uneasy feeling, as if something was gestating inside.

This is an unknown horror.

Wang Xiaoming has been studying this thing for some time, and to be honest, he has not yet uncovered all the secrets of the ghost coffin.

It’s not that he doesn’t have such an idea, but there are some dangerous attempts that he doesn’t dare to make.

"It seems that you have learned a lot from that human skin, Wang Xiaoming. I can tell you that ghosts can never turn into humans, but humans can turn into ghosts."

Looking at Wang Xiaoming's calm gaze, Zhao Jianguo, who was standing beside him, gently touched the golden glass in front of him, as if he wanted to touch the vermilion coffin in the room through the glass:
"Ghost handlers alone will never be able to solve supernatural problems. Old Qin is a living example in front of us. He is the most perfect ghost handler in the world. I don't need to prove this, right? But so what?"

"He still cannot escape death. After all, humans are imperfect. Ghost riders are still humans. They will be affected by emotions, thoughts, and lifespans, but ghosts will not. Only ghosts can deal with ghosts." A calm and seemingly rational voice echoed in the empty laboratory.

Zhao Jianguo, who keenly noticed Wang Xiaoming's abnormality, did not choose to continue concealing it. Now the entire laboratory and even the entire headquarters are his "companions".

Without Li Jun's protection, Wang Xiaoming posed no threat to him.

But for Professor Wang, who provided the most help to his plan.

Zhao Jianguo only felt deep regret for his betrayal.

"If you think your idea is correct, then you wouldn't use the supernatural to modify the perception of everyone in the headquarters. You haven't become the ghost you want to be. You are still a human being."

"Zhao Jianguo, you still want to gain recognition and support from your peers."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhao Jianguo calmly, not paying attention to the cold gazes behind him. His expression remained unchanged, and his tone was as cold as a machine as he continued:
"So you want to turn people into ghosts to put an end to this era of supernatural powers? But have you ever thought that if your plan fails, will the ghosts and gods you create do what you want?"

Wang Xiaoming's repeated questioning did not shake Zhao Jianguo's belief. It would be more accurate to say that it influenced him rather than shook him.

Zhao Jianguo, whose cognition has been modified by the ghosts in the newspapers, is no longer a human being, just as Wang Xiaoming said at the meeting.

Even now he still has self-awareness.

However, the emergence of this consciousness did not come from him or himself, but from a supernatural power.

I remember there is a question in philosophy that has always been debated by people:
"Ship of Theseus"

There was a ship called Theseus. The wood of its hull was gradually replaced until all the wood was no longer the original wood. Was the ship still the same ship?

same,
When a person's memory is tampered with, his thinking is distorted, and all past cognitions are overturned, is this still himself?
Zhao Jianguo said: "As long as the era of supernatural beings can be ended, it doesn't matter to me whether it was done by a human, a ghost, or a god. The hope of the world cannot be placed on a group of crazy, paranoid ghost riders who could die at any time."

"I know how to create a 'god'. I have seen it in my memory."

"Wait." Wang Xiaoming interrupted Zhao Jianguo's mumbling. After staring at the ghost coffin for a moment, he suddenly frowned.

He immediately turned his head to look at Zhao Jianguo and said in a cold tone:

"The coffin lid is in the wrong position. The ghost coffin has been opened before. Is it you?!"

The voice just fell,

“Plop! Plop!”

The sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground rang out one after another.

Wang Xiaoming turned back suddenly.
At this time, several staff members in the laboratory were lying on the ground motionless, all of them tilted their heads slightly to look in the direction of Zhao Jianguo and Wang Xiaoming, their eyes were numb and empty, without a trace of spirit, as if they had already died.

But strangely,
They all had a happy smile on their faces.

Although the lights in the laboratory were bright, the atmosphere was eerie and suffocating.

(End of this chapter)