The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 177
Time passed quickly, three full days passed in the blink of an eye, and during these three days, everything in Da'an City seemed to have come to a standstill, and the ghosts seemed to have hibernated and disappeared.

Everything is quiet, but those who really know the truth of the truth know that this is just the calm before the storm.

Ochiai stayed in the safe room all day long. In front of him was a specially made body bag, which contained a corpse parasitized by ghost silk. Due to limited conditions, he could not start research immediately.

After Chen Zhanluo came to visit that day, the mummy possessed by him was left to Ochiai as an experimental material.

It's a pity that the safe house didn't expect to carry out supernatural research from the very beginning, so various materials and even safety equipment are scarce, and Ochiai can only look at the golden mountain without moving.

"I carried out this kind of research in the laboratory building. Is it right or wrong? I seem to be questioning myself more recently. This is not a good thing. Forget it, let's write it down first."

With that said, Ochiai got up and took out a blank notebook from the bookshelf, and wrote some bits and pieces of relevant information about this supernatural event on it.

After writing down the last stroke, he closed the notebook, and looked out the window. The clouds were still overcast, and there was no sign of improvement.

Just like the predicament they are facing now, although Du Baige's condition has stabilized, he is still unconscious. According to the doctor, he has a high probability of becoming a vegetable.

Yan Duo is in pretty good condition. He cleans the safehouse twice a day according to the clock hanging on the wall. According to him, even if he is not a ghost master, he will help out where he can.

And the other people staying in this safe house, such as Huang Gongming and his son, Dai Zhibin brother and sister, and the little girl, basically would pull a stool and run to the yard to have a tea party when they had nothing to do.

Although Ochiai repeatedly reminded them not to do this as much as possible, but at least because they didn't have a barbecue party, they still gave up. After all, in this kind of environment, they need to vent more or less.

He also had a hunch that after this supernatural event broke out completely, the whole of Da'an might fall.

"It's better to be blocked than to be sparse. Do you need to take the initiative to trigger this supernatural event again?" Ochiai stood at the window, tiredness written in his haggard eyes, "No, as far as the current survivors in Da'an City are concerned, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive. It’s been such a toss.”

He looked towards a dim room not far away, which was Wen Zhong's room, but he hadn't seen him for almost two days.

It's just that occasionally I hear a strange noise coming from the other party's room, presumably it is actively thinking about countermeasures to deal with supernatural events.

"Well, if everyone works as hard as he does, then there will be no worries about supernatural events." Ochiai stood at the window and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Suddenly, he saw Huang Gongming tiptoely opened the door of Wen Zhong's room and walked in. Not only him, but about 5 minutes later, Dai Xiaoxiao also tiptoed in.

What are they doing...?
Ochiai frowned, although he felt that it was not good to interfere in the lives of young people, but in this situation, as a university professor, he still had to stand up and save these lost lambs.

Definitely not because he gossips.

At the moment in Wen Zhong's room, the three of them were huddled on the bed, with a huge monitor in front of them. Wen Zhong and Huang Gongming were engaged in a fierce battle, while Dai Xiaoxiao was cheering for them.

"Hehe, Lao Wen wants to challenge me just because of your lame swordsmanship? It's ten years too early! No, 20 years!" Huang Gongming taunted Wen Zhong frantically while rubbing the handle.

"You do have one hand, but you only have one hand." Wen Zhong had a disdainful smile on his face, but the movement of rubbing the handle with his hands became more and more vigorous.

"I think I have been practicing hard day and night for the past two days, and I don't forget to rub the handle even when I eat. Old Huang, don't blink your eyes and show me that you will be killed by me."

The next moment, with Huang Gongming's Rising Dragon Fist, the game character Wen Zhong controlled was like a sack floating in the wind, and the character controlled by Huang Gongming was taken away with a gorgeous combo.

Wen Zhong:?
Huang Gongming waved his hands coquettishly and said: "Old Wen, this is a fighting game. It tests your operation level, not your handle-wiping level. Forget it, I guess you will figure it out if you lose a few more times." .”

Wen Zhong: ...

Dai Xiaoxiao on the side was quite happy watching, clapping and applauding non-stop. Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong decided that he had to fight Huang Gongming again to refresh his spirit.

"You guys are still in the mood to play games. I really didn't expect it." The door of the room was pushed open, and Ochiai stood at the door of the room and looked at the two people who were rubbing the handles inside, and couldn't help frowning.

"Is there something wrong?" Wen Zhong handed the handle to Dai Xiaoxiao, and walked to the door of the room alone to signal Ochiai to talk to him elsewhere.

When he came to the living room on the first floor, Ochiai frowned and said, "Wen Zhong, is it possible that you have been playing games for the past three days? Then do you have any new ideas about this supernatural event?"

"Thoughts? It's a day to be able to mess around for a day. That ghost thing is beyond our reach now. I suggest that the headquarters quickly upgrade this ghost thing, and then isolate Da'an City as a whole, so that at least it won't harm other people when it gets out of control." place."

In fact, when they paid such a high price to limit the wrong source, this supernatural event has already developed in an unsolvable direction, and all they can do is try their best to survive.

"Don't forget that you are the person in charge of this city, and it is your mission to save this city!" Ochiai said with a dark face.

"Yeah, I'm the person in charge, why are you in such a hurry, anyway, I'm the one who's the one to take the blame, not you, so relax." Wen Zhong shrugged and said, "Professor Ochiai, would you like to come in and have fun? It's very interesting." Yes, if not, I will teach you."

"You..." Luoai's eyes narrowed, he pointed at Wen Zhong and was speechless for a long time.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, if you have nothing else to do, then I'll go first, they are still waiting for me to connect."

After finishing speaking, Wen Zhong left the living room, leaving only Ochiai alone in the living room staring at the ceiling in a daze.

At the corner of the stairwell, Wen Zhong also raised his head and looked at the ceiling. There was no emotion in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, his eyes seemed a little helpless and lonely.

Who can be blamed for the failure of the action, in fact, he has already done what he should do, and he can only blame this reality for being too cruel. Does he really have to fight until he dies to be satisfied?
(End of this chapter)