Chapter 441 -440: Sudden Seizure
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On the rooftop of a high-rise building with dozens of floors in J City.
Above the gloomy sky, a strange aqua green glow enveloped the space. Suddenly, two people appeared out of nowhere on the previously empty platform. They appeared like ghosts, silent and mysteriously unpredictable, a supernatural phenomenon that was difficult to explain with common sense.
Stumbling, a young man in a white lab coat fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man next to him, around thirty years old, now had a pale face, his breathing erratic, his whole body trembling slightly, whether from fear or from enduring some unbearable pain.
âYou shouldnât have saved me,â Wang Xiaoming struggled to stand up, his face twisted, staring dead at Li Jun.
Li Jun had forcibly taken him out of the laboratory.
But this was not what he had hoped for, as he had been prepared to die in the lab.
âIt was an order from above, Professor Wang, your priority prevails over a laboratory,â Li Jun gasped for air, weakly slumping to the ground.
To save Wang Xiaoming, he had paid a significant price.
âThat decision was wrong. Itâs not just about a laboratory; I know the horror of what I have cultivated better than anyone. After the experiment failed, I thought about permanently sealing the Ghost Coffin, burying the coffin and that ghost foreverâŚâ Wang Xiaoming suddenly grabbed Li Jun by the collar and roared at him.
âYour behavior makes me feel incompetent, do you know that? Me being alive means more people will die. I like to weigh the value of life, because itâs the best method; sacrificing a few to save the many.â
âBecause of this belief, the belief I thought was right, I could make many sacrifices, even kill.â
âBut this time, youâve completely destroyed the belief Iâve always held. If I live, then what about those Iâve killed, and those I could have saved but didnât?â
Wang Xiaoming was emotionally disturbed, roaring and shrieking, feeling his own survival as a heavy sense of guilt.
âSacrifice is only for now, but we must win the future, and that future must have you, Professor Wang.â
Li Jun, while being yelled at with his collar grasped, did not get angry but spoke very seriously and earnestly, âSo the decision from above was not wrong, and it was just a ghost after all.â
âEven if itâs classified as an S-level supernatural event, what of it? Thereâs been at least five S-level supernatural events worldwide, and havenât most of them been resolved? Without your plan to control two ghosts, the headquartersâ plan would not have lasted this long, resulting in even more deaths, and your research has made breakthrough progress.â
âIf the plan to crash the malevolent ghost is successful, the ghost master will officially have the means to contend with supernatural events.â
âThis, is the future.â
âBullshit, if the experiment were that easy to succeed, it wouldnât have been delayed until now. Do you think Iâm omnipotent? Iâm just an ordinary person, someone whoâs simply read a few books. What if this new experimental direction fails again?â Wang Xiaoming, usually calm, cursed loudly.
The reason for his emotional disturbance was not due to the emergence of an unknown-level ghost from the failed experiment, but rather because his survival had shattered the beliefs he had always held.
If he did not sacrifice himself when it was his turn, what had he become?
Hypocrite, evil-doer, schemer⌠it seemed no amount of bad names would be an overstatement to describe him.
âProfessor Wang, you should adjust your emotions and calm down. Now is not the time to discuss this, but rather to figure out how to handle what comes next. Moreover, thereâs one thing Iâm doubtful about. When we were in the laboratory, the Ghost Coffin was opened, and if the ghost was fully gestated and came out, it should still be in that room, as that room is specially made, and once sealed, ghosts canât escape.â
Li Jun slowly stood up and said, âBut that ghost was not trapped in the room, it appeared inside your work area, Professor Wang.â
âWhat are you trying to say?â Wang Xiaoming stared at him.
âMaybe the ghostâs release wasnât your mistake, Professor Wang, but rather someone deliberately set it free,â Wang Jun said calmly.
He had also handled supernatural events and was capable of organizing and analyzing them.
âIt doesnât matter anymore whether itâs due to someone letting it out or the ghost escaping on its own. At that time, we had the chance to trap that thing in my work area. Given the labâs layered lockdown mechanism, it would be very unlikely for the ghost to leave.â
Wang Xiaoming said.
The lab was built with this in mind, with dividers and lockdowns between different areas.
If a ghost was released due to an experiment or a mistake in any area, it could be immediately sealed off, preventing a failed experiment from causing a chain reaction.
Therefore, Wang Xiaoming was not worried about other test areas releasing ghosts.
âIndeed, pursuing this matter further is futile now. So what should we do next? Maybe we were lucky that the ghost couldnât get out in time while we were escaping, and itâs still trapped in the laboratory,â Li Jun said.
Wang Xiaoming said, âAbsolutely impossible. The ghost didnât kill me the moment I entered the lab; it was waiting for us to leave. Thatâs the only way it could follow us out.â
Startled by Wang Xiaomingâs words, Li Jun instinctively glanced around.
âThereâs no need to look. Once it left the lab, it would have its own pattern of movement, so it wouldnât follow us to City J. Right now, itâs probably still lingering near the lab, or it might have already started killing,â said Wang Xiaoming, his emotions slightly steadier as he stood on the rooftop of the building and looked in the direction of the lab.
âWhatâs the closest place to the lab?â
Li Jun immediately said, âThe training base.â
âThen itâs very likely that it has already invaded the training base.â
Wang Xiaomingâs gaze flickered slightly. âPreviously, considering the convenience of collecting information about the ghost handlers participating in training, as well as formulating plans to tame a second ghost, the training base was not far from the lab. This gave that thing a choice of where to go, which is unexpectedly bad.â
The training base housed a group of ghost handlers, some of whom were nearly in a state of resurrection as ferocious ghosts. If such a place were to be attacked, it would trigger a terrible snowball effect.
âNotify headquarters, ask them to contact everyone at the training base to prepare to escape. Weâll save whoever we can.â
âAnd have headquarters call an emergency meeting. All team leader candidates and nominators must attend. I will preside over the meeting myself.â
âOkay,â Li Jun nodded and immediately began to take action.
At this very moment, at the training baseâs shooting range.
Yang Jian was unaware that Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun had already escaped from the lab and had accidentally released an unknown level of ghost.
He was now frowning as he stared at the piece of human skin paper in his hand.
âGhost!â
The non-standard black writing was crooked and occupied the entire piece of human skin paper. Apart from that, there was no additional information, nor did any extra writing appear.
What was this supposed to mean?
Playing tricks, or going on strike?
But just as this thought surfaced, Yang Jian suddenly sensed something and slightly lifted his head.
The restlessness in his body due to the ghostâs resurgence heightened his alertness instantly.
âWhatâs going on?â
He observed that the entire shooting range was pitch-dark, devoid of any light, as if the power had gone out. The quiet darkness was eerily unsettling.
âNo, itâs not a power outage.â
Yang Jianâs gaze sharpened as he saw that several searchlights near the shooting range were still faintly glowing.
But the brightness was too low, dim, and yellowish, inferior even to the light of a normal candle. They barely cast weak glows amidst the surrounding darkness, seeming as though they could extinguish at any moment.
This scene felt strangely familiar.
When had he encountered it before?
Yang Jianâs mind flashed back to the incident in Huanggang Village.
Back then, it was similar. Due to the failed operation, the ghost from the Ghost Coffin emerged, and darkness crept in from all directions like it was about to engulf everything. He had narrowly survived by hiding in a body bag.
But before he could think further.
A tugging sensation suddenly came from the hand holding the skin paper, and the piece of human skin paper almost slipped away.
Yang Jian looked down slightly.
Without knowing when, another pair of hands had appeared on the skin paper, cold, stiff, and tightly grasping one end of the paper, pulling it back, trying to snatch the skin paper from his hands.