Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 200 Dachuan City

"Hey, Leg Bro, where are we going?"

Zhang Wei sat in the helicopter, looking at the scenery below.

“Dachuan City,” Yang Jian replied.

"Dachuan City?" Zhang Wei tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"Does such a place exist? Could it be some kind of scam center? I'll probably get locked up and stunned with a stun gun."

"Yang Jian, we've arrived."

Zhao Jianguo's voice came from the front.

Yang Jian looked down.

The city's night scene was peaceful, brightly lit, and bustling with traffic. Everything seemed normal, as if it had not yet been affected by any supernatural forces.

Yang Jian asked, "Zhao Jianguo, how long has Dachuan City existed?"

Zhao Jianguo was taken aback by Yang Jian's question. Although this kid didn't finish high school, he shouldn't be so illiterate. However, he still said, "Dachuan City has always been here. It hasn't changed for thousands of years. When fighting those Japanese devils from the islands, the soldiers who sacrificed the most lives were from here."

Yang Jian frowned slightly. His judgment was correct; he had no recollection of this city.

He has amnesia; he has lost all memories of the city.

This is an extremely terrifying thing. To be able to make him lose his memory at least means that this person can fight against ghost dreams, or that he can bypass ghost dreams in some way.

"Is someone who doesn't exist...?"

Yang Jian pondered silently.

"How can I confirm this person's identity? Perhaps when I meet him, I'll only see him as a stranger—an enemy... or a friend?"

"Hey, what are you thinking about, Leg Bro?" Zhang Wei leaned over and asked.

Yang Jian snapped out of his thoughts, shook his head, and said, "Awei, you should go back with Zhao Jianguo. Something's not right here. It's not safe to stay here."

Yang Jian originally intended to keep Zhang Wei by his side, since this world was somewhat strange. However, it now seems that a ghost tamer who can influence memories is too dangerous. Leaving Zhang Wei at headquarters is the wisest choice, since Elder Qin is also there.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei's expression changed. "Could it be that Qian Wanhao's grandfather is here for a trip?"

"Perhaps even more troublesome than Qian Wanhao's grandfather..."

Zhang Wei's expression immediately changed: "Damn it! Zhao Jianguo! Turn around right now! I need to get back to headquarters!"

The helicopter climbed sharply, the roar of its rotors piercing the night sky. Zhao Jianguo and Zhang Wei quickly drove away, the helicopter's silhouette gradually turning into a black dot in the distance before disappearing into the horizon.

The wind howled past my ears, and my clothes fluttered loudly in the wind.

With a faint red glow emanating from his body and a rusty woodcutter's knife in his hand, Yang Jian remained motionless, hovering beneath the clouds and overlooking the entire city of Dachuan.

The scarlet ghost eyes darted around uneasily.

Yang Jian was observing, trying to find some unusual locations.

"It's still too slow," Yang Jian said in a low voice.

"Use Ghost Realm directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, the faint red glow on his body quickly thickened, like a layer of blood that couldn't be dissolved.

Then, the crimson burst open, and from a distance, it looked as if a thick layer of blood had been splashed across the sky.

The crimson color spread rapidly, growing wildly in sight, and in the blink of an eye, the entire city of Dachuan was shrouded in blood.

"Holy crap! Honey! Come out and see the gods!"

"Mom, someone's falling from the sky!" In an instant, almost everyone in Dachuan City noticed Yang Jian's figure. Blurry, eerie, and incredibly terrifying.

The crowd on the street became noisy, raising their phones and cameras, but all that could be seen in the picture was a blurry red mass.

Yang Jian did not isolate these ordinary people; he did so on purpose so that the person who couldn't remember would discover his existence.

A crimson ghostly aura washed over the entire city of Dachuan. Yang Jian discovered several unusual locations, but the person in question had yet to appear.

"Ok?"

The ghost's eyes shifted slightly, looking at an abandoned old town. No one lived there. It seemed that due to years of abandonment, many buildings had cracks in their walls, and some had even collapsed.

In sight, the center of this old town was pitch black, so dark that even a ghost's eye could not see through it.

The crimson ghost domain suddenly contracted, retreating entirely into the body like a tide.

Yang Jian took a step forward in the void, and with a flash of red light, his figure appeared on a small road outside the abandoned old city.

After a quick glance around, Yang Jian noticed that many buildings on the outskirts of the old town had already been demolished, and strode inside.

As Yang Jian ventured deeper, the scene inside unfolded: leaning utility poles, tangled wiring, and the ground littered with broken bricks and puddles. The entire environment was incredibly dirty and chaotic, with trash everywhere.

"Mingyue Residential Area?"

Not far away, there are rows of old buildings, which look distinctly different from the surrounding buildings, indicating that the demolition work has not yet reached this area.

The stairwells in the entire community don't even have windows; they're all small diamond-shaped windows made of bricks and cement.

It was gloomy and dark inside, and you couldn't see anything clearly. If you were walking alone at night, you'd probably have to sneak upstairs in the dark.

Yang Jian walked over, and as soon as he stepped into the residential area, he felt his vision go black. The entire residential area was shrouded in a thick layer of smoke, making the already dark environment even darker.

With each breath, Yang Jian felt his body being eroded. The thick smoke was clearly abnormal, resembling something from a ghostly realm.

At the same time, Yang Jian smelled a faint burnt smell, like the stench of corpses left after years of cremation at a crematorium.

"It's very similar to the situation in the internet cafe; it really is this person..."

Walking slowly on the uneven ground, surrounded by a scene of devastation, it looked as if a great fire had taken place here, burning everything to the ground.

Yang Jian looked up at the buildings in front of him. His Ghost Eyes were blocked, so he couldn't determine which building was the source of the problem.

However, he had a more brutal method.

"Wow--"

A chilly pool of lake water emerged from beneath my feet and spread outwards, but the water flowed very slowly, as if it were being disturbed by something.

The surrounding view gradually cleared, the thick smoke was suppressed by the lake water, the Ghost Eye was restored, the Ghost Domain unfolded, and the red light quickly occupied the surrounding environment.

My gaze was fixed on the seventh floor of a building.

"found it."

A person was standing at the window of that room.

It looked like a corpse, a corpse completely charred. The person stood there motionless, their body completely dehydrated, as if dried out by thick smoke, their shape unrecognizable.

However, Yang Jian immediately recognized the clothes he was wearing; they were the headquarters uniform, specifically the style worn by the person in charge.

With the appearance of the corpse, the surrounding smoke became even thicker, but it could not reach Ghost Lake; it could only hang low above Yang Jian's head.

"Give it a try."

Yang Jian planned to directly restrain it. With the suppression of 40% of the Ghost Lake and the help of the Ghost Hand, he was confident that he could suppress most of the fierce ghosts in an instant, not to mention that the opponent was a Ghost Master.

(End of this chapter)