Mysterious Revival

Dachang City experienced such a severe incident that it was impossible to keep it concealed.

Although there were no direct reports in the news, due to the development of the internet, everything here had spread all over Asia through various information channels. Furthermore, some individuals or groups might be secretly fanning the flames, so even foreign forums had begun to report on the matter.

"Is it a chemical leak, or a mysterious event? Dachang City has been shrouded in gloom for ten days."

"Is it really a natural disaster that Dachang City hasn't seen sunlight for several days?"

"Do you believe that there really are ghosts in this world?"

Many such topics appeared on various online forums, as naturally everyone was concerned about a city in their own country mysteriously disappearing into the haze.

Moreover, the residents still alive in Dachang City were naturally sending messages to the outside world through all kinds of communication methods. They contacted relatives, friends, and spread photos to share the situation here.

"Don't believe any of that chemical leak or natural disaster nonsense; the real reason for the haze in Dachang City is haunting. I'm in Dachang City, and two days ago, I saw with my own eyes a pregnant woman in the residential area scream in agony as a blue-black infant tore through her belly and crawled out. You should know that she was less than ten days pregnant."

"That thing was definitely not an ordinary baby, it was a ghost."

A netizen claiming to be a local resident of Dachang City posted such a message.

But the response below was: To describe a cesarean section in such a weird way, it's a waste you're not writing novels.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Another online ghost story, there have been so many recently, I'm sick of it. Isn't there anything fresh, like an invasion from a second dimension or parallel worlds?"

"If you want to know the real situation in Dachang City, hurry to Brother Wai's live streaming room. He's broadcasting live from Dachang City now, and you can even win a cash prize of ten thousand yuan for commenting."

"Heh, I'm least afraid of ghosts. You might not believe it, but I was trained on Dragon Tiger Mountain, and my family has a tradition of catching ghosts. I've lived in seclusion for many years, and it seems now I must re-enter the fray."

"Catch with what, a feather? You're going to use your keyboard to catch them?"

Despite the significant impact of Dachang City's incident within the country, the mainstream still did not believe it to be a supernatural event.

Or perhaps previous paranormal events were effectively controlled with the efforts of ghost-hunters.

But now, as the Dachang City incident brews, it could very likely become the most crucial first step toward exposing supernatural incidents to the entire national population.

If the headquarters of the ghost-hunters cannot suppress the increasing number of paranormal events, then sooner or later the existence of fierce ghosts will be known to the whole world. What kind of storm that might stir up, no one knows.

However, for some people, the outside world's reaction is now irrelevant.

"With the failure of this operation, Dachang City must be prepared for complete isolation to prevent the Hungry Ghost incident from spreading further and causing greater losses..."

Wang Xiaoming sat in front of the computer, typing a document, and wrote down the entire report of the operation.

He believed his failure had laid a very important foundation for future success. The four-stage transformation of the Ghost Infant, as well as the existence of the Source Ghost, had all been fully uncovered. As long as the headquarters had the necessary personnel and a targeted action plan,

the Hungry Ghost incident could be resolved; it was not an insoluble presence.

But for now, Dachang City, in its state of isolation and with a lack of external aid, could not be saved by the few remaining people in the city.

It had been four or five days since the last operation failed.

Dachang City had been sealed off by the haze for over ten days now.

This period was neither long nor short.

Compared to the beginning, the city was clearly beginning to die slowly.

The streets revealed fewer and fewer signs of life, day or night. Previously, there were vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, as well as some residents panic buying supplies. But now, aside from the occasional rat, stray dog, or cat, you couldn't spot another living person on the streets.

Perhaps they were hiding at home waiting for the end of the event, or perhaps they had already experienced the fear of being on the verge of despair.

Or perhaps they had already died noiselessly during this incident.

No one knew how many people this major event would affect.

But those who survived still had to find ways to keep living.

Inside the Guanjiang Residential Complex, Zhang Xiangu spared no expense in building a safety shelter. To keep the workers, he even went as far as offering ten thousand yuan a day.

But even so, workers were continuously leaving.

The progress of the project was getting slower and slower.

The only consolation was that there were no rumors of ghosts in this complex.

If not, then under the fear, all the workers would run off, and this project could never continue.

But as a key figure, Yang Jian was not nervous at this time, didn't care whether the project could be completed, and he didn't spare a thought for the situation and circumstances of Dachang City.

In this critical moment of life and death, he was actually playing computer games in his room.

"Brother Tui, left side, go around and take that one down, quick—I've already taken down three. If it weren't for Big Sister Jiang blowing me up with a grenade, I could have killed more."

"Damn, Big Sister Jiang, what are you doing lying there? Hurry up and help me up."

Zhang Wei was yelling at this moment, feeling especially exhausted mentally and physically from taking Yang Jian and Jiang Yan gathering with him.

Yang Jian alone was one thing, as everyone knew he was terrible, but Aunty Jiang Yan was like a cancer, throwing grenades at her own feet.

"Don't be nervous, I've practiced my shooting recently, I'll definitely kill him."

Yang Jian controlled the keyboard and mouse and charged forward, but the moment he showed his head, he fell to the ground instantly, and Jiang Yan, lying beside him, also died.

Game over, the screen turned gray,

"?"

"How did I just die?" Jiang Yan asked.

Zhang Wei saw what had just happened and cursed:"Damn, this orphan, pretending all this time, I thought he was a pro. Brother Tui, do you have a way to go through the internet cable and beat this dog..."

But before he could finish speaking,

Suddenly, with a click, all the computers shut down.

The lights in the room also went out immediately.

"Aah~! There's a ghost!"

Jiang Yan screamed and stood up, running over to Yang Jian's side to hide.

"It must be a power outage, Brother Tui, did you not pay the electricity bill?" Zhang Wei said.

Yang Jian said,"I'm not sure, I'll check."

It was clear that it wasn't because of the electricity bill, but the power plant in the city had a problem. It's likely that once the power was out, it was never coming back on.

It seems the impact of supernatural events was getting bigger and bigger.

"You still have the mood to play games?" Soon after, Wang Xiaoming walked in, frowning.

Yang Jian put down his headset, "This is what you'd call having fun in the midst of hardship, something you wouldn't understand. What do you want with me?"

"Just now, the center of Dachang City fell, and Ghost Infants have appeared there," said Wang Xiaoming calmly, "There are... many."

"What does that have to do with me? The number of Ghost Infants has always been high, which is something we could've anticipated from the start," Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoming said, "You're the person in charge of Dachang City, it's your responsibility, and don't you know what it means for these Ghost Infants to appear in droves?"

"Of course, I know I'm the person in charge of Dachang City and I know my responsibilities, but that doesn't mean I should go to my death. Besides, I'm fully aware of the current situation," Yang Jian said seriously. "Previously, the Ghost Infants were hiding and killing people secretly, but now they've been released actively by something, as if they're being harvested.

If I'm not mistaken, the Source Ghost has started its reaping through the city."

"The evolution from potential danger to major disaster follows a very natural progression of events. It's precisely because I foresaw this situation that I started building the safe house ahead of time, right?"

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Without the control of the ghost tamers, the Source Ghost grew unchecked.

Combined with the many Ghost Infants it gave rise to, one could have predicted what this city would turn into from the beginning.

But this worst-case scenario has arrived a bit too fast.

"The safe house can protect at most a dozen or so people, twenty max."

Wang Xiaoming's face darkened,"But do you know how many people live in this city?"

"You mean to say that I should save the people of this city?" Yang Jian said. "That's not the responsibility of a ghost tamer, that's the responsibility of Jesus, of God. Do I look like Jesus to you? What do you think, Zhang Wei?"

"You're trash," Zhang Wei said.