Mysterious Revival: My Path Through the Door

Cao Yanhua was very confident because the headquarters did indeed have that foundation.

Not only does it have a pillar of strength that has lived since the Republic of China era, but it also has a top-notch ghost controller who was recruited as the head of the headquarters at the very beginning of the supernatural resurgence.

He can get several people with just one phone call.

As for why I often waver when it comes to my WeChat Moments...

This is a legacy issue; most of the initial assets for the headquarters came from the network of friends.

Money, that evil, has corrupted too many insiders; it's impossible to lead them.

Cao Yanhua looked at Gao Zhiqiang and slammed his fist on the table: "Headquarters still needs you to handle paranormal events, so we won't fire you. Tell Fang Shiming for me that since there are many ghost controllers in his circle of friends, he should take the initiative to recruit thirty ghost controllers into headquarters. I will have them stand on the front line of paranormal events and shine for the cause of human survival."

I'm not joking, this is an order.

Gao Zhiqiang, used to his unbridled behavior in local cities, suddenly realized after these two days of being disciplined that Cao Yanhua's imposing presence was even stronger than Fang Shiming's, and hurriedly nodded in agreement:

"Vice Minister Cao, rest assured, I will definitely deliver the message! I will always be loyal to headquarters! Loyal!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the conference room door as if he were fleeing.

"stop."

A low shout startled Gao Zhiqiang, who turned around to see Li Jun standing behind Wang Xiaoqiang with an unfriendly gaze.

"Don't even think about escaping, someone's watching you."

"……yes."

……

Dachang City.

After dealing with the surprise attack on his WeChat Moments in the morning, Link received news at noon that Zhang Wei was going to hold a class reunion that evening.

With nothing else to do, Link decided to go to the meeting.

He walked alone on the street, his eerie black eyes sweeping over the bright lights and bustling crowds. Although he was surrounded by traffic, he always felt as if he were in another world.

Having spent so much time catching ghosts and killing people, I'm finding it hard to adapt to the normal gameplay of Earth Online.

"Link, over here, come quick!"

Across the street, Zhang Wei, dressed in a flamboyant floral shirt, bounced around on the roadside railing, waving happily.

If you ignore those two cheeky middle fingers, it would fit perfectly with the background music of "Want to Eat Cantonese Food".

Link's lips twitched. If they hadn't become old acquaintances, he would definitely have given Zhang Wei an electric shock therapy.

As he crossed the street, Zhang Wei sidled up behind Lin Ke, pressing his shoulder as they walked into the restaurant, muttering to himself:

"I was wondering why you hadn't arrived yet, even though Zhao Lei came in a wheelchair. Turns out you have a car but don't drive. Hurry up, we're waiting for you to start the meal."

Link asked curiously, "Is everyone here?"

"No way! I booked a large round table for twenty people, but when I included Miao Xiaoshan's cousin, only eleven people showed up. Ugh! I finally revealed my rich kid status tonight, and I was planning to show off in front of my old classmates, but there are hardly any audience members. It's so infuriating!"

Zhang Wei felt disappointed that he couldn't enjoy the admiring gaze of his classmates.

The two entered a private room in the restaurant, where their classmates were drinking beverages. Several unfamiliar classmates waved excitedly when they saw Link.

After all, back in No. 7 Middle School, Link could be said to have saved their lives.

In the corner, Zhao Lei sat in a wheelchair, with no one around him approaching. He exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay, which, combined with his face eroded by eerie wood grain, made him even more unsettling.

Yang Jian's two seats to his left and right were occupied by two pretty girls, probably Miao Xiaoshan and Wang Shanshan. It has to be said that this guy is quite popular with girls.

Link glanced around, not knowing the others very well, and plopped down next to Zhao Lei.

"You're here pretty early. I thought you were going to be withdrawn for a few days."

"Uncle Zhang brought me here."

Zhao Lei flashed a smile that could stop a child from crying, and said with emotion, "It's just a wheelchair, what's there to be depressed about? I believe you won't give up on your number two employee. I didn't really want to come today, but I thought that since we've been classmates for many years, it would be a perfect ending to meet before leaving Dachang City."

"That's all for today. Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content. You'll have more energy for karaoke later!"

Zhang Wei stood on a stool, stretched out his arms, and shouted, "Today's bill is on me, Young Master Zhang!"

"good!"

Yang Jian and Link provided emotional support, clapping their hands and cheering.

Zhao Lei happily stood up from his wheelchair, laughing and scolding, "Zhang Wei, why didn't you say you were a rich second-generation sooner? Were you afraid your brothers would eat you out of house and home?"

When he first arrived at Guanjiang Community, he discovered that dozens of buildings in the entire community belonged to Zhang Wei's family, and he was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

This kid is usually very low-key in class, he even borrows spicy snacks from others!

Zhang Wei tossed his head: "Hey, I'm not pretending anymore, am I? Just order whatever's on the menu, just don't order the cheap stuff."

While they were eating and drinking, one of the students kept glancing at Lin Ke and Zhao Lei, and finally mustered up the courage to come over.

"Link, Zhao Lei, are you two like the legendary Ghost Tamers now?"

This is a girl wearing black-rimmed glasses, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, and her hair is tied in a thick braid. She has pretty and charming features and looks very simple.

He spoke very softly, not even as loud as Zhang Wei bragging across the table.

Link naturally didn't recognize him; after all, although they were classmates, they had never even attended a single class together.

"Li Qingyi, Lin Ke and I are indeed Ghost Tamers, as is Yang Jian. What? You want to become a Ghost Tamer too? That's not a good choice. As you can see, I'm in a wheelchair now."

Zhao Lei called out the girl's name and earnestly advised her not to become interested in the profession of ghost tamer.

Li Qingyi recalled the old man in the long robe with corpse spots she met at No. 7 Middle School, and her face turned pale with fright. She shook her head repeatedly: "No, I don't want to be a ghost tamer. I only learned from Tieba and forums that ghost tamers can solve paranormal events."

I think I've encountered something supernatural, I don't know if you can help me...

Zhao Lei looked at Link, his eyes filled with inquiry.

If he were in good health, Zhao Lei wouldn't mind helping for free, but now that he's in a wheelchair, going there would be suicide.

The Star Gate Group can handle paranormal events, but Li Qingyi's family doesn't seem to be able to afford the price.

Link smiled and said, "We've been classmates, so I'll definitely help if I can. Li Qingyi, tell me about the difficulties you're facing."

"Thank you so much, Link. Here's what happened..."

Li Qingyi looked uneasy as she recounted the problems that had been troubling her recently.

It turned out that her beloved grandmother had passed away three months ago. At the funeral, she was so reluctant to part with her grandmother that she inexplicably picked a flower headdress from the pile of belongings that were supposed to be burned for her grandmother.

Originally, she just wanted to keep a memento, but after the ghost knocking incident at No. 7 Middle School, the hair ornament in her house began to undergo strange changes.

The flowers gradually became more vibrant from their original old appearance, and several times they miraculously escaped from the cabinet.

At first, the hair ornament was only placed in front of Li Qingyi's dressing table at home, which startled Li Qingyi when she got up to go to the toilet at night.

Her first thought was to throw away the hair clip, but no matter how far away she threw it in the trash can, it would reappear in front of the mirror right at midnight.

Li Qingyi had no choice but to call the police several times, but the police ignored her calls because there were no injuries or fatalities.

Gradually, the hair ornaments were no longer content to stay in front of the mirror, but were moved to Li Qingyi's bed.

She was so frightened that she couldn't sleep all night, watching helplessly as the hair accessory crawled from the foot of the bed into the blankets and quietly made its way to the head of the bed.

Even now, every time Li Qingyi opens her eyes, she can see the hair ornament lying quietly beside her pillow, and she can vaguely see an eyeball flashing among the flowers.

"These past two days, it's gotten even worse. It seems to have carried my body a long way, and my toes are all rubbed raw."

As Li Qingyi spoke, her expression was terrified, and she even excitedly took off her shoes and socks, disregarding the occasion.

The delicate little foot should be as soft and sweet as a melt-in-your-mouth toy, but now the forefoot is a bloody mess, with even the tendons and bones exposed to the air, greatly ruining the aesthetic appeal.

"What frightens me even more is that I can't feel any pain."