Mysterious Revival

"At last, something's finally happening in this city. It's getting weirder by the minute. Without an incident soon, we might be the next ones in trouble."

"Let's solve this quickly. I don't want to wait for the supernatural event to brew into an irreversible catastrophe."

"Yang Jian needs backup too? Looks like things are pretty dire."

At this moment.

In front of the hospital, several cars ran red lights and rushed here in the shortest time possible.

They were undoubtedly the remaining ghostbusters in Dachang City.

"Sorry, sorry, my car ran out of gas on the road, so I had to come by bike. I hope I didn't hold up anything?" At this time, a man on a bicycle rushed over like a gust of wind.

"Sun Yi, this won't do. No wonder Yang Jian doesn't want to deal with you. Even I want to curse you out. You say you're poor, that's one thing, but you don't even know how to make money. Isn't being a ghostbuster this shabby a bit too embarrassing? And what time do you think it is?

You're actually still worried about

your mortgage, wondering if you'll get reimbursed for gas." Zhang Han couldn't help but say.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Sun Yi said, "Don't talk like that. Sometimes I despise myself too."

"You all made it? Good, let's begin the operation." At this time, Wang Xiaoming walked over calmly from outside the hospital's cordon.

"Professor Wang, are you alright?"

Wang Xiaoming said, "I retreated in time and am alright for now. It's confirmed that the hospital has been invaded by ghosts. I can't determine what type of ghost yet, so we need to solve this supernatural event together. If successful, it could very well change the current situation."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up abruptly at the hospital before them.

Gloomy, dismal, shrouded in a dark turquoise aura, silent and still, without any light or cries for help, it was eerily quiet.

Thinking of the confirmed presence of ghosts inside, everyone felt a sinking feeling.

"Isn't it too risky to just go in like this? Yang Jian, do you have any information?" Zhao Kaiming asked with a cold expression, looking toward Yang Jian who was sitting nearby on the greenbelt.

Yang Jian answered, "I left with Wang Xiaoming before the supernatural event erupted here, we never came into direct contact, so I can't provide any valuable information."

He was telling the truth and hiding nothing.

To be cautious, he had indeed not made direct contact with the ghost.

What could be confirmed, however, was that the ghost had opened that nonexistent street within its own Ghost Domain and stepped out from it; something exceedingly unusual.

It was very likely an entity stronger than a third-stage Ghost Infant.

It might even be the source of all supernatural events.

"If we're to blindly rush in without supporting information, it is certain we'll suffer significant casualties." Zhao Kaiming said, "Professor Wang, any suggestions?"

Wang Xiaoming replied, "Sorry, I can't provide any informational support."

"Damn, so we're just heading to our deaths?" Someone immediately complained.

Yang Jian glanced at the unfamiliar ghostbuster, "Facing supernatural events always involves risking our lives. If you're unwilling, you can leave. No one is forcing you. But be clear, if all of us die, you won't last long on your own either."

The ghostbuster was at a loss for words.

Indeed, retreating might allow one to live temporarily, but death was almost certain afterward.

Even if the others managed to resolve the supernatural event, there would likely be a reckoning later on.

"So when do we act? I came in a rush and didn't have time to prepare some things," Zhang Han said.

Wang Xiaoming answered, "What do you need to prepare? Weapons? Ammunition? Are those of any use against supernatural events? If you need containers to confine fierce ghosts, I have already prepared them in advance."

He pointed to a stretcher placed beside him.

On top of it was a box large enough for barely one person to lie down in, made of solid gold.

"If that's the case, then I have no objections," Zhang Han said.

"If no one has any objections, let's move out now. Yang Jian, how about you?" Wang Xiaoming looked toward Yang Jian again.

"I'll go to my car to grab some stuff," Yang Jian stood up, turned around, and said.

He had gathered all the necessary items in the car, human-skin paper and Ghost Candles, even the uncontrollable Ghost Rope, hoping that in a dire moment, the indiscriminate attack following the revival of the Ghost Rope would play a crucial role.

Actually, before these people arrived, Wang Xiaoming had already explained to him the importance of this operation.

Detaining the ghost was one aspect, but more importantly, they wanted to see if they could enter the so-called Seventh Street through the suddenly appeared street entrance and find the source of this paranormal event.

Therefore, this time, Wang Xiaoming would also participate personally.

"Let's move," said Wang Xiaoming calmly, without a trace of fear, as he crossed the cordon and walked towards the hospital again.

"Are you coming with us, Professor Wang?" Zhang Han blinked in surprise.

Wang Xiaoming replied, "Of course. Essential actions at critical moments cannot be avoided. If you're just worried about my safety, there's no need. The situation is rapidly deteriorating, and we don't have time to proceed step by step."

Zhao Kaiming glanced at him, said nothing, and followed the others towards the hospital, limping with the aid of his cane.

Soon.

Seven people, including Wang Xiaoming, entered the dim hospital building through the main entrance.

They had only walked a few meters when the darkness swallowed them up; the way back was no longer visible.

Someone had prepared a powerful flashlight, but even its light could not penetrate the thick gloom and extended only five or six meters ahead before it blurred.

The empty hospital lobby was now deserted except for their own clear footsteps echoing around them.

"Ah~!"

From deep within the hospital, they could faintly hear the sound of agonized screams.

"What's that sound?" someone exclaimed in alarm.

Wang Xiaoming said, "Don't be nervous. Those are the patients who didn't evacuate in time. They all have Ghost Infants in their bellies. It should be just the Ghost Infants acting up for now. According to my calculations, those Ghost Infants are not ready to be born yet, so we are safe for the time being."

"..."

"How many patients are there?"

"Probably around twenty or thirty."

"Damn," muttered the group quietly.

All of these were potential ghosts, and the timing of their birth wasn't something a professor could simply predict. Who knew if the ghost here might induce the Ghost Infants to be born prematurely.

If that were possible, the danger index of the hospital would climb even further.

"Such a big hospital, and we're just looking for one ghost. Sounds quite difficult," Zhao Kaiming suddenly said.

Wang Xiaoming replied, "That's why before we look for that ghost, you guys need to accompany me to my office to get some things. If we encounter any patients along the way, we'll rescue them. We can't ignore them; their death here would only worsen the situation."

Upon hearing this, the group felt as if they had boarded a ship of thieves.

Fighting against one ghost was already a task, but they hadn't expected so many additional complications to be involved.

Yang Jian didn't speak. He knew that Wang Xiaoming had his reasons for entering this place again. If it were possible, how could he risk his own life?

He wasn't worried about the other situations. What he was concerned about was the ghost that had managed to walk out of his Ghost Domain.

That was the greatest danger.

"With the Ghost Candle, no matter how special the circumstances, one can still manage to protect oneself," Yang Jian thought to himself.

Compared to the less reliable human-skin paper, the Ghost Candle was his greatest reliance.

Soon.

Following Wang Xiaoming's lead, they gradually went deeper into the hospital.

It could have been an illusion, but the hospital seemed to be much larger than usual. They hadn't finished crossing one hall, and there was still a path ahead.

"The route has been altered; this is no longer the hospital's layout," Wang Xiaoming suddenly stopped and frowned. Read latest stories on empire

"What kind of joke is this? Are you trying to scare us right off the bat?" one person said in horror.

Wang Xiaoming replied, "No joke. I've counted. From the moment we started, I've taken one hundred and seventy-six steps. Based on the distance, I should have already left the lobby and even reached the front of a patient's room, but we are still in the lobby."

"The ghost's appearance has affected the space here, or so I believe."