Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 27 Double Happiness (Part 9)
Dahai City

On a high-speed train speeding along, the morning rush hour was as usual. People were crammed into the cramped space, and the air was filled with a silent weariness.

A young man frowned and complained to the middle-aged man in front of him, "Old Li, the company has gone too far lately. We're working overtime every day without getting a single penny of overtime pay! We should unite and demand overtime wages!"

The middle-aged man sighed, his eyes bloodshot with weariness: "Sigh, I have a wife and children at home, and a mountain of mortgage and car loan payments to pay. I also want to be like you young people, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, the young man suddenly noticed Old Li's forehead and frowned: "What happened to your forehead? Are you injured?"

Old Li raised his hand and wiped his forehead, his palm stained with a sticky, bright red substance. "Ah, I guess I've been too tired lately. No."

Before the words were even finished, a terrifying scene unfolded.

Old Li's forehead was like a shattered glass surface, with deep cracks.

"Bang!" A deafening explosion! His head exploded!
Bright red blood and white brain matter splattered everywhere, covering the young man's face. The foul-smelling blood slid down his forehead. The young man's eyes widened, his body stiffened, and his lips trembled but he couldn't utter a single word.

Followed by.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of explosions rang out, like firecrackers, and heads exploded one after another in the carriage, spraying out crimson blood.

Blood mist filled the entire carriage, blood splattered on the windows and floor, and the air was filled with a stench.

"ah-!!!"

The survivors screamed and ran towards both ends of the carriage, but the enclosed carriages left them nowhere to escape.

At the same time, the high-speed train suddenly went out of control, its body violently derailing from the tracks. The front of the train slammed into the tunnel wall, causing the train body to deform violently. The rear carriages, due to inertia, piled up on top of each other, making a terrifyingly loud noise.

Explosions, screams, and the sounds of flesh and steel being squeezed together mingled together, instantly turning the entire tunnel into a living hell.

At the same time, in other parts of Dahai City, the same horror was unfolding. Indiscriminate, deadly attacks were ravaging the entire city, plunging it into complete chaos.
Something's happened.

High above, a man stands on the top floor of a building, looking down at the city engulfed in chaos.

The entire city resembled a burning hell, with out-of-control vehicles rampaging and corpses strewn across the streets, their blood flowing like gurgling rivers.

Explosions echoed from distant high-rise buildings, billowing thick smoke that obscured the once clear sky.

A-Wu turned around and picked up a specially made black cell phone, his voice urgent: "Notify headquarters immediately! Dahai City has fallen! Evacuate to the safe house immediately!"

However, there was complete silence on the other end of the phone.

The next moment, the second wave of attacks began.

A-Wu froze, cracks instantly spreading across his forehead. His fingers, which had been hovering in mid-air, loosened, and the phone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"It's over.."

Headquater
"Minister Cao! Breaking news! Dahai City has fallen! Almost the entire city is in danger!"

A staff member rushed into the conference room with a stack of documents in his hand, but before he could finish speaking, Cao Yanhua snatched them away.

Cao Yanhua quickly glanced at the report, his expression shifting from shock to disbelief. His hand holding the document trembled slightly. He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger and anxiety.

"Who are the team leaders still capable of action? Contact them immediately! At the same time, notify the nearest rescue forces to provide full support to Dahai City! No matter what, we must minimize casualties!"

"Wait a minute." Wang Xiaoming held another report in his hand, looked up at Cao Yanhua, and spoke with his usual calm and rational tone.

"There are still vengeful spirits roaming around Dajing City that have not yet been imprisoned. Every minute, ordinary people are dying. Most of the people in charge at headquarters are in Dajing City dealing with the out-of-control vengeful spirits. After the incident, all the team leaders are in extremely poor physical condition, and many are on the verge of a complete recovery."

Wang Xiaoming paused, adjusted his glasses, and continued:
"Not to mention, there's also the hurricane that's almost covering both cities, and rescue efforts are underway there. Providing support on a city-by-city basis is simply beyond our capabilities at this stage. In other words, if Ye Zhen and Yang Jian can't resolve the situation in Dahai City together, sending more officials will only be sending them to their deaths."

"Professor Wang! Are we just going to watch so many ordinary people die?!"

Cao Yanhua's voice unconsciously rose considerably, and he unusually spoke to Wang Xiaoming in a slightly harsher tone.

But Wang Xiaoming didn't even lift his head, still staring at the computer screen. The light reflected off his glasses, making it impossible to see his expression.

"It's not that we don't want to help, it's that we can't. The situation in Dajing City is gradually being brought under control by headquarters. If any person in charge is withdrawn, the situation could get out of control again. Right now, various regions are experiencing the impact of paranormal events: Dajing City, Hurricane City, Dahai City. Headquarters doesn't have enough manpower to deal with such a widespread and terrifying paranormal threat."

His tone was calm to the point of indifference: "Both manpower and resources are almost completely exhausted. All we can do now is wait."

Cao Yanhua slammed his hand on the table, stood up, clenched his fists, and remained silent for a long time.

He knew Wang Xiaoming was right, but he couldn't accept this reality, couldn't accept that countless ordinary people were left to be attacked by supernatural forces without taking any action.

A few seconds later, he said in a deep voice, "Notify the outer rescue forces to search inwards from the city's edge, advancing in a fan shape. If anything unusual is found, evacuate immediately. At least... rescue some survivors."

His voice was hoarse, as if he had lost his breath.

The screen rewinds to half an hour earlier.
The lifeless female corpse had already entered the bridal sedan chair, and the entire procession moved slowly forward to the eerie sound of suona horns.

Yang Jian pointed to a golden body bag and said:

"Awei, go inside."

Back in Huanggang Village, he used this trick to avoid the ghost messengers' attacks, but now he could only temporarily place Zhang Wei in a body bag.

"Hey bro, is this thing for faking death? It's bad luck."

"Didn't you just curse me to die? Hurry up and go inside, or Ah Zhen might change her mind."

"That's true. Ah Zhen is unpredictable. Maybe she'll change her mind later."

As he spoke, Zhang Wei bent over and crawled inside.

"Brother Leg! Tell Brother Ye for me that Ah Zhen is no good, it would be best to chop her up with a knife."

"Okay, if you feel stuffy, just open a small vent to let in some fresh air."

Yang Jian sealed the body bag and turned to head towards the wedding procession.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, gleaming with a pale, fish-belly-like glow.

A strange wedding procession moved forward slowly and in orderly steps, making no sound as it silently traveled along the dirt road.

Yang Jian was following the group at a distance, and judging from their route, their destination was the courtyard where the marriage certificate was kept.

(End of this chapter)