Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 120 Test
"It's unbelievable that you've gone from a ghost tamer back to an ordinary person."

The vehicle was traveling on a highway on the outskirts of Dajing City.

Zhang Lei was wearing sunglasses, his face was deathly pale, and he looked like he was severely malnourished. The most bizarre thing was his abdomen, which was abnormally swollen, as if he were several months pregnant, which contrasted sharply with his thin body.

Tong Qian didn't respond. She knew in her heart that although the news of her returning to being an ordinary person was top secret, there were definitely people with ulterior motives who were monitoring Yang Jian and the people around him.

Such a miracle of dying and returning to the ordinary cannot be hidden forever; she is not foolish enough to show off what happened to her everywhere.

However, Yang Jian now holds a very important position in the entire supernatural community, so even if someone has designs on Tong Qian, they have to consider the consequences first.

Moreover, she had already entered Dajing City, the safest city in the country, so no one dared to make any rash moves.

Zhang Lei secretly observed her through the rearview mirror, his eyes filled with suppressed curiosity. If there truly was a way for a ghost tamer to revert to an ordinary person, any ghost tamer would want to know how it was done.

Zhang Lei said, "Actually, I know what you're thinking. It's normal that you don't want to talk about it. After all, this kind of thing is too unbelievable. I just came to see this almost miraculous thing."

The vehicle passed by a huge sinkhole, which looked as big as a dozen football fields from a distance. This sinkhole was created when the starving ghost went out of control, and some of the vengeful ghosts that escaped at that time still roam at the bottom of the sinkhole.

Some workers are building temporary houses around the pit. A new department has been established here to deal with the evil spirits that have not yet been imprisoned in the pit.

Because the vengeful spirits in the pit are all recorded at headquarters, some spirit controllers who have only recently mastered these spirits are sent here as a form of adaptation, giving them a better buffer when facing paranormal events.

However, their destination was not here. The vehicle continued forward, heading towards the new headquarters.

A location that doesn't exist on any map, an area that even satellites can't capture.

A continuous wall of reinforced concrete, several meters high, stretched out before Tong Qian. Fully armed soldiers stood guard, and she even spotted several heavy tanks.

After the incident of the hungry ghost going out of control, the headquarters raised its security level several levels again. In order to prevent the occurrence of the ghost invasion again, the control here is now extremely strict.

The two passed through at least three checkpoints, undergoing rigorous checks and identity verifications before finally entering the headquarters.

The newly established headquarters was unusually large, with countless staff members coming and going, and soldiers patrolling in formation.

After driving for a while, the vehicle turned into an underground entrance.

Three floors underground.

In the conference room, Wang Xiaoming, Shen Liang, and Tong Qian sat facing each other.

Adjusting his glasses, Wang Xiaoming's voice remained as calm as ever: "Have you thought it through? Now that you've returned to being an ordinary person, according to the law, we have no right to restrict your freedom. Just come here for your medical check-ups on time; there's no need to take any more risks."

Tong Qian shook her head and said, "I've made up my mind. Coming back as an operator to continue fighting against the vengeful ghosts is my only thought right now."

Shen Liang observed quietly from the side. He knew that Wang Xiaoming would never let Tong Qian leave the headquarters easily. This was the only case of "reversing the supernatural," and he couldn't wait to study it every day.

The supernatural is always full of countless possibilities and dangers. Wang Xiaoming was testing her. He suspected that Tong Qian's current state was just a facade, and there might be hidden dangers that had not yet been revealed. If another incident similar to Zhao Jianguo's happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"In that case, I need to test you now."

Wang Xiaoming took two pens out of his pocket and handed them to Tong Qian. "Please write two different sentences with your left and right hands at the same time."

Tong Qian was slightly taken aback. She didn't know what Wang Xiaoming wanted to do, but she still wrote according to his request.

But something surprising happened: she was able to write two completely different sentences fluently at the same time.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered slightly, and he continued, "Now you can draw whatever you want."

Tong Qian did as instructed, holding two pens in each hand and starting to draw on the white paper. Before long, two completely different pictures appeared on the paper.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Wang Xiaoming nodded to Shen Liang.

"Take her to complete the onboarding procedures. Also, arrange a separate workspace for her; she'll be in charge of the Ghost Tamers."

Wang Xiaoming paused and thought for a second.

"Let's go with Zhou Deng."

"understood."

Shen Liang stood up and gestured for Tong Qian to leave with him.

Zhou Deng's previous operator died from an attack by Tong Qian's ghostly face. Now that Tong Qian has become an ordinary person, she has been assigned to take over as Zhou Deng's operator.

However, Shen Liang understood that Wang Xiaoming had his own considerations. The vengeful ghost that Zhou Deng controlled was not exactly exaggerated, but it was really strange. Even if Tong Qian's body was really abnormal, Zhou Deng could hold on for a while. Moreover, the headquarters had fully upgraded the communication equipment, and the signal could be cut off immediately if a problem was found.

The conference room was silent.

Li Jun slowly emerged from the shadows.

His body had fully recovered, and the flesh and blood that had been scorched by the will-o'-the-wisp had disappeared. However, his skin was an unnatural waxy yellow, making him look very similar to Liu San's paper doll.

What's most striking is his face—it's eerily white, and his blood-red features seem forcibly pieced together, imprinting his face onto his skin, making him appear completely out of place with his body.

Wisps of dark green ghostly fire flickered beneath his skin. Li Jun said, "I don't see anything unusual, at least not on the surface."

His voice was strange, as if he were speaking through a layer of skin, and it had a buzzing sound to it.

Wang Xiaoming opened the notebook in front of him and pulled up rows of densely packed files.

The most frequently appearing word above is the name "Yang Jian".

For a ghost tamer of Yang Jian's caliber, the headquarters has always been secretly observing and monitoring him. They even know exactly which movie he likes and which protagonist he likes. In some ways, the headquarters knows him better than Yang Jian himself.

"Yang Jian died once during the starving ghost incident. After being resurrected, his body showed abnormalities, reversing like a mirror image. Based on this, the mirror might be the most crucial supernatural item for his resurrection."

Li Jun stood silently to the side. He was barely able to move thanks to the supernatural power of Liu San's paper doll, but he was in a daze and couldn't fully understand what Wang Xiaoming was saying.

Now he does feel like smoking...
He glanced at the no-smoking sign next to him, then fell silent again.
(End of this chapter)