Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 205 Fang Shiming's Surprise
This method minimizes the danger of paranormal events; as long as one has the ability to travel back and forth between the two places, it's practically cheating on the path of exploring the paranormal.

Because the supernatural doesn't allow for trial and error, and the existence of this world has made the impossible possible.

Simply put, if Yang Jian intends to search for a solution to combat the supernatural here in the long term, then he cannot interfere too much with the development of events here; at the very least, some major changes must be avoided.

He had already killed Zhou Zheng. If he were to kill Fang Shiming as well, the changes in this world would likely exceed his expectations, and there would be no point in him continuing to come here.

"Let's go."

Wang Xiaoming stood up.

“Go to my WeChat Moments and I can help you persuade Fang Shiming, but you have to agree to one request.”

Wang Xiaoming opened the door and walked straight out, without waiting for Yang Jian's consent. He knew Yang Jian had no choice; if he wanted to leave this place peacefully, finding Fang Shiming was the best option.

"He said that on purpose."

Li Leping followed him out and said to Yang Jian beside him, "He put forward three solutions that all seemed to be able to solve the problem, but in reality, only one is the most reliable one, which is to establish a connection with our world. We have no choice but to agree to this request. It is very much in line with his character. He is meticulous in his planning, which makes me even more certain of the authenticity of this world."

Yang Jian nodded. Li Leping was right. Wang Xiaoming in this world was no different from the one in reality. In fact, because his illness had not worsened, his mental state was much better.

Yang Jian had been observing him through his Ghost Eyes. If Yang Jian wanted to, with the help of a professional medical team, he could even eradicate Wang Xiaoming's illness before it worsened.

The two walked out the door. Wang Xiaoming was sitting on the plane, and Li Jun was waiting for them beside him.

"Let's go. When we go to Moments, let's not use Ghost Domain to travel, so as to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Both the WeChat group and the headquarters were located in Dajing City. Soon, the group took a helicopter and landed on the roof of a skyscraper.

Led by a pretty woman, the group arrived at Fang Shiming's office.

After knocking on the door, the woman pushed it open and entered.

"President Fang, Professor Wang and Team Leader Li from headquarters have arrived."

The grand and imposing single-level apartment is dignified yet unpretentious, simple yet not monotonous, and it shows that the owner has a very sophisticated taste.

With a tall and slender back, a man of extraordinary bearing stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, seemingly waiting for the arrival of the group.

Turning his head, a handsome face with sharp features looked at the crowd.

In this world, Fang Shiming has not yet clashed with Ye Zhen, and the resurgence of the vengeful ghosts is still far from happening to him.

"Wang Xiaoming, I won't waste any more words. I've already sent people to investigate the experiences of your three friends behind you."

The think tank in his WeChat Moments was built by Fang Shiming at great expense, and its analysis results were almost identical to Wang Xiaoming's, with only some minor shortcomings.

His sharp eyes looked at Yang Jian and Li Leping, revealing a deep sense of surprise.

He continued, "To investigate another world, your circle of friends also needs to be involved. If you agree, I will grant your terms; if you refuse, then please leave."

Before anyone could speak, Fang Shiming had already pointed out Wang Xiaoming's purpose for coming here. He was a smart man, and since Wang Xiaoming had personally come to him through his WeChat Moments, he must have something to ask of him.

"three times."

With a slight shift in his ghostly eyes, Yang Jian stared at Fang Shiming and said coldly.

"There are three of us here, and I can grant your request three times. Whether it's intelligence or access to something else. But..."

Before Yang Jian could finish speaking, he continued to add.

"You will be responsible for our safety when we come here in the future."

"no problem."

Fang Shiming readily agreed. As a businessman, it was in his nature to seek profit and avoid harm. He would definitely do his best to seize such a rare opportunity.

Let alone three times, he would agree even if it was just to get involved.

However, Yang Jian has always been like this, putting his words into action. He changed his requirements three times with the three people, which is very much in line with his character. "Then let's begin."

Fang Shiming took out a small gold box.

"Besides this pair of scissors, I really can't think of anything else you want from me. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Li Leping immediately said, "Sever our connection with this world. There is a medium, or rather a curse, within us. Cut it off so that we can leave here safely."

"Clap."

Fang Shiming opened the small golden box.

A faint, almost imperceptible stench of decay immediately filled the air, as if the fragments of many corpses had been dumped on the riverbank, already beginning to rot and stink, emitting an extremely nauseating odor.

There was a pair of scissors in the box.

The style is outdated and doesn't look modern.

It seemed to have been buried in the soil for a long time, covered in black stains, it was hard to tell whether they were rust or something that shouldn't have been there.

The handle was wrapped in tangled strands of black hair, and you could even see a tiny patch of scalp.

"I really don't want to touch this thing."

Fang Shiming looked at everyone: "I need to make contact."

Li Leping nodded and went up.

He reached out and gently picked up the ghost scissors. At the same time, he placed his other hand on Li Leping's shoulder.

Immediately, the surrounding environment darkened, and the originally bright light bulbs became dim and lifeless, as if covered by a black veil.

Something terrible is starting to affect reality.

Suddenly, "tick-tock...tick-tock..."

The sound of dripping water echoed in the darkness, far away, yet relentlessly reverberating throughout the space.

Meanwhile, in the depths of darkness, twisted shadows flickered, as if trying to get closer.

Ghost Eyes stared intently at several corpses not far away, mutilated and terrifying in appearance.

"If you can, help me stop them."

Fang Shiming's voice came through, clearly speaking to Yang Jian.

The next second, a burst of red light suddenly illuminated the surroundings, the eerie scene disappeared, leaving only a few people in a crimson world.

"continue."

Yang Jian's cold voice rang out.

He used the ghost realm to temporarily isolate those ghosts.

However... there are still a few ghosts that Yang Jian cannot control.

Suddenly, a pale, dead human head rolled to Yang Jian's feet, blood flowing from its neck, seemingly about to engulf him.

Yang Jian didn't dare to touch it and immediately disappeared from the spot. This blood was extremely strange, and it could even suppress his ghost domain wherever it flowed.

But as soon as he regained his footing, he felt something beneath his feet. It was cold and stiff, like stepping on a corpse.

Before Yang Jian could make his next move, Fang Shiming's voice, filled with surprise and doubt, came from the other side.

"What's that? An old woman?"

(End of this chapter)