Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 182 "Outliers"

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming didn't hesitate at all. He immediately closed the heavy metal door and then quickly entered several sets of commands on the control panel.

With a piercing mechanical sound, the heavy latches closed one by one, completely locking the space inside the golden glass once again.

If Li Jun still cannot regain consciousness, then unless forcibly destroyed by external forces, this laboratory will remain sealed forever, becoming an airtight tomb, completely burying this young major general.

At this moment, everyone's gaze turned solemnly to the scene behind the glass.

In that cold and eerie steam, Li Jun's body slowly straightened up.

His body was stiff and lifeless, with flames and corpse fluids flowing together, reflecting the outline of his body.

Enveloped in a thick, foggy mist, only his makeup was vaguely visible. It was bright, stiff, and stood out starkly.

"Li Jun, can you hear me?"

Wang Xiaoming lowered his voice and tried to call out.

The stiff body slowly turned its head.

His eyes, devoid of any living spirit, stared blankly at Wang Xiaoming outside the glass.

That cold gaze, even through a thick layer of moisture, still exuded a sinister deathly aura, sending chills down one's spine.

But Li Jun did not respond.

He just stared at Wang Xiaoming without saying a word or making any move, like an empty shell.

Fang Shiming had just gone inside, and he analyzed:
"The vengeful ghost was eroding his consciousness, but it was stopped by the ghost makeup and Liu San's paper. Strangely, the yellow paper was originally just a medium connecting the body and the ghost makeup, but now it complements the ghost makeup like pieces of a puzzle. Is it the influence of this steam...? Will-o'-the-wisp can burn the supernatural... and this corpse water..."

He pinpointed the key point: many experiments are conducted daily on WeChat Moments, and Fang Shiming often goes to observe them on-site, making him extremely experienced.

But he didn't continue speaking; the situation had gone beyond his comprehension.

Wang Xiaoming nodded and added, "But this erosion is incomplete. The will-o'-the-wisp and the corpse water are clashing against each other, and neither can completely suppress the other. The result is... after the two sides complement each other, a new supernatural phenomenon is created. That patch of steam is the only thing that Li Jun can barely control right now."

"Now what?"

Wen Zhong couldn't help but ask, as this was the first time he had ever seen someone in this state.

Two completely different supernatural phenomena cancel each other out to a certain balance point, and with the intervention of other ghost tamers, something new is created.

Li Jun's current state seems to have transcended the realm of a conventional ghost tamer. No one knows what his condition truly is.

Does it exist through corpse fluid? Or will-o'-the-wisps? Or perhaps both?
Wang Xiaoming slowly shook his head and uttered a single word.

"Wait."

His voice remained calm.

"All we can do now is wait. The clash between the two ghosts is not over yet, and Li Jun's consciousness has not fully recovered. If he can intervene with the newly generated steam, he can completely suppress the ghost fire and the corpse water and successfully pull his consciousness back. But only he can do it now; no one else can help."

Everyone fell silent for a moment. Wang Xiaoming's words seemed like a paradox, a false proposition.

Unconscious, Li Jun was completely unable to control the steam and could only passively endure the invasion from both sides. The more he was in this situation, the lower his chances of recovery became. The situation was almost hopeless.

Fang Shiming then said, "That's how the supernatural is. It's already quite impressive to have achieved this much. In at least 90% of the experiments, the clash between the two supernatural entities only results in one side suppressing the other. This kind of balance, or even complementary state, is extremely rare." As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Qian exclaimed, "Something has changed!" She pointed to Li Jun in the glass.

All eyes turned to that direction.

The vibrant makeup on Li Jun's face was fading rapidly.

The next moment, the face completely disappeared, leaving an empty space, like a faceless person.

But he did not fall; he stood there eerily amidst the flames.

"Failed?" Wen Zhong frowned. He didn't want Li Jun to die like this. If a captain died like this, it would be a huge loss for headquarters.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps sounded from behind the group, the heavy and sharp voice carrying anger.

"Who beat Li Jun like this?! Wasn't it said that unless there were special circumstances, he should just stay by Professor Wang's side?!"

Cao Yanhua has arrived.

He strode over, his eyes blazing with anger.

A few strands of white hair, which were originally jet black, stood out conspicuously at that moment. It was clear that he had been working quite hard lately.

"Minister Cao." Fang Shiming saw him from afar and nodded slightly.

Cao Yanhua looked at the people present and was stunned. He didn't expect that the leader of his circle of friends was here. He quickly suppressed his anger and composed himself.

He nodded to Fang Shiming: "You did a great job with the WeChat Moments this time. Headquarters will remember your contribution and give you a reward accordingly."

He then looked at Wang Xiaoming, his voice becoming heavy: "Professor Wang, what is Li Jun's condition now? Why did such a serious accident occur?"

Wang Xiaoming raised his hand and pointed to the faceless figure behind the glass. "It's relatively stable; it won't die for now."

Cao Yanhua looked in the direction the finger was pointing, and his expression changed drastically.

"Are you kidding me?!"

He raised his hand as if to slap the glass, but then froze in mid-air before lowering it. He was afraid of startling Li Jun.

"You call this 'not dying temporarily'?!"

Wang Xiaoming continued, addressing Wen Zhong's earlier question, "It's not that we failed, but rather that the face has changed its form of existence. Now, there are a total of four ghosts inside Li Jun's body."

He pointed to the dim, lifeless will-o'-the-wisps on the ground, and then to the bodily fluids flowing from Li Jun's body.

“The will-o’-the-wisps on the ground and the corpse water oozing from their bodies belong to two relatively complete vengeful ghosts, while Ah Hong’s ghost makeup and Liu San’s paper doll are more like incomplete pieces of a puzzle.”

“But,” Wang Xiaoming changed the subject.

"An unexpected situation arose. After Fang Shiming intervened, the ghost makeup and the yellow paper complemented each other, and the face became complete. Furthermore, in this state, the will-o'-the-wisp and the corpse water also complemented each other, giving rise to another new kind of supernatural phenomenon."

"This is the first time I've ever seen anything like this. There's a balance within a balance, and new supernatural phenomena beyond new ones. They're not independent of each other, yet they don't interfere with each other. It's very strange and eerie."

Cao Yanhua didn't quite understand and asked directly, "So that means there's still hope for Li Jun?"

(End of this chapter)