Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 216 Oblivion (Part 3)

An airplane streaks across the clear sky.

Below the wings lay the once-peaceful city of Okyo.

Thanks to the tireless cleaning efforts at headquarters, the city appeared to have returned to order.

But from the air, large areas that had been restored were still visible. The charred remains, the broken bridges, and the parts of the street that were still not in use all spoke volumes about the horror of that out-of-control incident.

The atmosphere inside the cabin was somber.

Li Jun leaned back in his seat, his expression stiff, his skin reflecting a faint sheen of water, like a layer of water-soaked human skin wrapping a corpse. Across from him, Yang Jian and Zhao Lei sat on either side.

Yang Jian observed him the whole way.

Li Jun's change is too obvious.

At this point, he had completely transcended the realm of ordinary ghost tamers.

In the midst of the out-of-control situation, he could no longer be described as a "human being".

At that time, he used Ah Hong's ghost makeup as a medium to forcibly control the outer layer of skin on the human skin lantern, thus completing the puzzle of the ghost fire.

This time, however, it was even more bizarre and complicated.

Through Liu San's yellow paper, Ah Hong's makeup was covered on the human skin, and the three unexpectedly achieved a stable balance, even gradually merging into a completely new kind of supernatural phenomenon.

The will-o'-the-wisps and the corpse water complemented each other, keeping Li Jun in a state of supernatural conflict at all times.

He sat there, and every few seconds, tiny droplets of water, like sweat, would seep from his skin. But those droplets were dried by the will-o'-the-wisps as soon as they appeared, turning into wisps of cold, eerie steam.

It lingered faintly, drifting around him.

The person looked as if they were shrouded in a light mist.

“The aliens… are similar to me, but the composition of the supernatural is more intense.”

Thanks to Wen Zhong's intelligence, Yang Jian quickly analyzed Li Jun's current state.

If Yang Jian's current state is centered around the Ghost Eye, then Li Jun's state is centered around another kind of supernatural phenomenon generated by the mutual complementation of Ghost Fire and Corpse Water.

To kill him, you must suppress both ghosts at the same time.

But this is extremely difficult, almost impossible to achieve.

This relationship between the two ghosts is intertwined, forming a jigsaw puzzle. It's completely different from simply controlling two ghosts.

Battles between ghost tamers often happen in an instant. While one of Li Jun's first ghosts is being restrained, another will launch an attack, which will then trigger the first ghost's attack. Therefore, killing him is almost impossible.

Li Jun found it much easier to deal with vengeful ghosts, because ghosts are not human and do not realize that they need to suppress two ghosts at the same time. This gave Li Jun more time to think about how to handle paranormal events.

"Yang Jian".

Li Jun suddenly spoke. His voice was dry and low, as if there was ash stuck in his throat.

"This mission is of great importance, and I hope you can consult me ​​before you take action."

"No problem," Yang Jian replied casually.

It seems that Li Jun has learned a lot after his near-death experience. Before, he used to speak to Yang Jian in a bureaucratic, commanding tone.

The further he went down the path of mastering the supernatural, the more he realized how terrifying Yang Jian was.

Li Jun could clearly sense that even if he went all out in his current state and fought Yang Jian to the death, he might not be able to win.

Although it would be difficult for Yang Jian to imprison him, it was still possible.

"Leg Bro".

Zhao Lei asked in a low voice, "How are we going to find Li Leping? He's someone who doesn't exist in our memories. Even if we see him, we won't recognize him, right?"

Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but instead took out a yellowed newspaper from his pocket.

"If he can influence an entire city, he must be close to the point of ghost resurgence. The situation will only get worse. When facing this type of ghost tamer, we can only take it one step at a time and consider all possibilities."

Zhao Lei was taken aback, and the moment he saw the newspaper, his expression changed drastically.

"This is... that newspaper?!"

Zhao Lei had seen that eerie newspaper before; it was that very newspaper that had stripped his face away, leaving him trapped in the Caesars Hotel, unable to live or die. He never wanted to experience that feeling again.

“That’s right.” Yang Jian nodded.

“Once inside, we might be separated from each other because of Li Leping’s loss of control. With this, we can turn the situation around if necessary.”

Yang Jian brought Zhao Lei here after careful consideration, since his memories are now practically written in the newspaper.

It might have a surprising effect on this kind of supernatural phenomenon involving consciousness.

"Ok."

Zhao Lei hesitated for a moment, but eventually reached out and took it.

The newspaper felt cold to the touch, like a shroud soaking in ice water.

He was genuinely terrified; after all, inside the Caesars Grand Hotel, there was no one to turn to for help. That feeling was worse than death.

"Zhao Lei, relax. That ghost isn't here. This newspaper is a supernatural object. Focus on using it and use its power to fight against Li Leping's loss of control."

"Understood, Leg Bro." A brief silence fell over the cabin once more.

The monotonous hum of the engine echoed, and the three of them remained silent.

But at a certain moment, everything suddenly came to a standstill.

The plane's hum disappeared, the cabin lights flickered twice, and then went out completely.

Yang Jian was the first to react; his Ghost Eyes were already open.

He suddenly stood up, and Li Jun turned his head at the same instant.

The next second—

They are no longer on the plane.

Beneath my feet was a solid, cold ground.

All around was a brightly lit street.

The place was bustling with noise and flashing lights, as if I were in a lively city at night.

The ghost's eyes swept across the surroundings.

"night?"

It was just morning, but in an instant it turned into night.

Yang Jian's gaze fell on the huge billboard across the street.

【Dachuan City Heim Department Store】

Yang Jian instantly realized something, turned to Li Jun and said,

"Don't activate the Ghost Domain! We may have already entered Dachuan City, but we just haven't discovered it because the attacks have been ongoing."

He was afraid that Li Jun might burn the place down in a moment of anger, causing some dangers that could have been avoided.

At least in the impression of the captains, Li Jun was definitely capable of dealing with some vengeful ghosts whose killing patterns were brutal and simple, but once he was in such a situation, he inevitably became somewhat reckless.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. Something's obviously wrong with this place."

Li Jun's lifeless eyes were also observing his surroundings.

The colors here have been almost completely removed, leaving only gray and white tones.

The neon lights were on, but their colors were monotonous.

The sky was overcast and hung low.

Thick smoke billowed overhead, as if obscured by something.

Li Jun continued, "To find Li Leping, we need to identify an anchor point. Any supernatural being controlled by a ghost tamer leaves traces, unlike a purely vengeful ghost which is purely superstitious. Once we discover the anomaly, the two of us can successfully find him."

"Wang Xiaoming told you, didn't he?" Yang Jian glanced at Li Jun, not believing that Li Jun could analyze so much information in such a short time on his own.

Li Jun did not deny it and continued, "Let's get started. It's not safe to be alone in this place. It's safer to go together."

Yang Jian nodded. Li Jun was right; Li Leping's ghost was too eerie.

Yang Jian couldn't remember what he looked like anymore; he could only vaguely recall that the person existed. If Li Leping were to blend into the crowd at this very moment, he wouldn't recognize him either.

The two stood out conspicuously in the crowd.

These people were expressionless, their movements were mechanical, and their steps were synchronized, as if they were acting according to some specific rule.

Occasionally, someone brushes past you, and when your shoulders collide, you can hear a hollow "snap," as if you've bumped into a dry, hard corpse.

A faint stench of decay lingered in the air, like someone burning a body. It wasn't strong, but it was enough to send chills down one's spine.

After taking only a few steps, Yang Jian sensed something was wrong.

"etc.."

Yang Jian stopped.

Logically speaking, he and Li Jun should have been attacked at this moment, so why were they just trapped in this strange city without any abnormalities?

"What's wrong?" Li Jun asked, turning around.

"There's a problem..."

The ghost's eyes darted around uneasily.

My gaze wandered through the layers of streets, yet I could never quite make out the distant boundaries.

The streets seemed to stretch endlessly, and everyone was repeating the same actions.

It's like a videotape getting stuck on the same frame.

“It’s too peaceful here. Even if the captain had anticipated this situation and had a backup plan, we can’t possibly walk within his control so easily.”

Li Jun disagreed, "Perhaps he was well-prepared and had anticipated this situation, so even if things got out of control, he wouldn't randomly attack people who entered here."

(End of this chapter)