A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Sunset Empire, Supreme Command Center.

Dead silence.

A dead silence.

Everyone was like a chicken with its throat choked.

His eyes widened.

He stared intently at the green "Connection Normal" message on the central screen, and at the body of "James," who, despite losing his face, still stood in place like a javelin.

fear.

Like an invisible tide, it seeped out from the screen and flooded the entire command center.

What is more terrifying than death?

He was alive, but no longer himself.

"He...he wasn't marked as 'dead' by the system..."

An analyst's voice was dry and trembling, as if it had been sanded.

This sentence.

It was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present.

He was not declared dead!

What does this mean?

Those present were all elites of the Sunset Empire, and they almost instantly grasped the chilling key to it!

this means.

The thing that took over James's body was still considered a "player" by the system!

It can continue to move around in this bizarre world like a normal player.

It can... deceive!

It can use James's heroic face and his human identity to approach and deceive other players!

A ghost disguised as a player!

The thought came to mind.

Everyone's backs were instantly soaked with cold sweat.

however.

This is not the most terrible.

A deeper, darker fear, like the gaping maw of an abyss, slowly opened.

"If...if he completes the mission, or survives until the end of the game..."

The commander's voice was hoarse.

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "Will he... return to the real world?"

boom!

At this moment, everyone in the command center completely lost their minds!

Back to the real world!

A monster carrying the essence of a vengeful ghost, possessing the player's body, and unrestricted by anything, returns to the real world!

What a disaster that would be!

The bizarre resurrection punishment resulting from a player's failure to survive is terrifying.

But ultimately, it is within a certain range and is controllable.

Even with the state apparatus operating at full capacity and at enormous cost, it can always contain something within a region.

But what about a living, breathing, and freely moving vengeful ghost?

It will not be restricted by any geographical location!

It will be like the most terrifying seed of plague, spreading despair and death to every corner of the Sunset Empire!

That was not a regional disaster.

That is……

The calamity of national annihilation!

"No!"

The commander slammed his fist on the table, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman!

"We absolutely cannot let him come back! Absolutely not!"

He glanced around at his colleagues, whose faces were also deathly pale, his voice carrying an undeniable resolve.

"He must die!"

"I must... die forever in that bizarre world!"

This idea grew wildly and instantly became the consensus of everyone present.

Sunset Empire.

We cannot afford such a price.

The world, too!

Although they were unwilling to see James return.

But other countries.

They absolutely do not want to see such a monster hunting down players from their country in the game.

This is a common threat!

"Immediately! Contact all countries! Share intelligence!"

The commander gave the order, his voice firm and resolute.

"Tell them that James, a player from the Sunset Empire, has been possessed by a vengeful ghost and has become a fake player. Threat level... highest!"

"A request is made of all players to... indiscriminately hunt him down!"

"But Commander, how do we get the message through?"

"Use your last 'hint' opportunity!"

The commander said without hesitation.

"Have the nations that have the opportunity to provide hints send this information to their players as the final hint!"

This is a bold move.

It could even be described as a desperate, all-or-nothing decision.

But they had no other choice.

soon.

This chilling intelligence was swiftly transmitted to command centers around the world through urgent diplomatic channels.

After a brief period of shock and uproar, all countries reached a consensus at an unprecedented speed.

Kill him!

Kill the possessed "James" at all costs!

As long as his physical body dies.

That vengeful ghost.

It will be impossible to return to the real world!

……

Just as undercurrents were surging around the world because of James's unusual transformation.

The vast majority of ordinary viewers still focused their attention on another person.

Kyushu, Yangjian.

That madman who just dealt with the Fire Furnace Ghost, but without taking any rest, brazenly stepped into the elevator and stormed into the ghost's lair on the fourth floor!

Almost all players encountered various dangers on the first and second floors of the hotel.

Some have even paid the ultimate price.

What about him?

What will happen to Yang Jian, who goes alone to the most terrifying forbidden area of ​​the hotel?

He'll die, won't he?

He must die!

This is in addition to the Kyushu audience.

It reflects the most genuine thoughts deep within the hearts of audiences in almost every country.

Yang Jian's displayed strength and his indifferent attitude have exceeded their understanding of the concept of "player".

Such an "exception" that cannot be fathomed by common sense.

A monstrous existence!

If he were to return to the real world alive...

That would also be an unpredictable disaster for other countries.

and so.

He would have been better off dying in that hotel.

All eyes were focused on the screen in the Kyushu live stream room.

The camera zooms in.

The old, oppressive elevator was slowly ascending.

The floor numbers flashing on the screen seemed to be pounding on everyone's hearts.

"2"

"3"

……

Fourth floor.

The place where those players were instantly wiped out.

The lair occupied by those dozens of vengeful ghosts.

In everyone's perception.

If we're talking about the most terrifying place in this hotel, aside from the restaurant where you hear deadly piano music, it's probably the fourth floor.

The rules governing murders in restaurants are at least traceable.

But what about the fourth floor?

To this day, no one has been able to deduce the killing rules of the ghosts on the fourth floor.

Because all those who have seen them are dead.

They died too quickly.

Too thorough.

They didn't even leave behind a single piece of information.

All people know is that a group of... evil spirits from a theatrical troupe roam there!

There are dozens of them!

The elevator continues to ascend.

The space was cramped and dimly lit, with only a faint light coming from the live streaming equipment, barely illuminating Yang Jian's expressionless face.

His gaze was as calm as a deep pool.

As the elevator ascends...

He could clearly feel a cold, viscous, and eerie aura seeping in from all directions of the elevator and slowly rising.

This elevator...

There's a problem with it from the start.