Mystical Recovery of Consciousness Infinity

Chapter 1 Recovery
In Dachang City, outside the door of an apartment, a high school student stood in front of the door and looked at the closed iron door. The cold iron exuded an inexplicable meaning. It was obviously just a door, but it seemed to separate two worlds. One side is sunny and the other side is as cold as hell.
Yang Jian resisted the urge to knock on the door. He knew that the person inside would never open the door now. He had been like this since he was a child. No matter what happened, he wanted to bear it by himself. He wanted to endure the past alone and would not put himself in trouble. He brings such emotions to anyone else. In the eyes of outsiders, he seems to never be angry and is always in such a gentle state.
However, Yang Jian knew that these were all his disguises, and the real him was not like this.
Today is already the seventh day since he disappeared. Something must have happened.
But the strange thing is that the teacher in the school didn't say anything, and the classmates around him didn't talk about it. Even Zhang Wei, who was promoted from junior high school at the same time, seemed to have forgotten him. Even Yang Jian himself, after reading the lecture last night, After I posted the ghost story, I remembered that this friend of mine had disappeared for several days, but the strange thing was that I didn't feel weird at all. Instead, I became accustomed to it, as if he didn't exist in the first place.
However, those memories clearly told him that these were all true.
He is behind this door.
"Liu Rui, I'm here to find you. Open the door."
Yang Jian took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
Squeak!
With just a gentle knock, the iron door opened. It was obvious that the door was not locked at all.
Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and then walked in, but the moment he entered, his body was shaken.
The cool wind instantly made him shiver. Looking around, he saw that the air conditioner in the distance was actually 16 degrees. Although the weather was still a bit hot, it would not be turned on at 16 degrees.
Moreover, with the door open, the room was dark, as if no one was there.
"Liu Rui, Liu Rui"
Yang Jian called twice again, but still no one answered.
Did he go out?
But when he came up from downstairs, he didn't see him. There was only one staircase in this apartment. Where did that classmate go?
"Liu Rui, are you there?"
Yang Jian walked to the bedroom door. The maroon door seemed out of place with the surroundings, as if it had suddenly appeared here and seemed a bit abrupt.
But he pushed away anyway.
Squeak!
The door opened, and a pale-faced high school student was lying next to the bed, his head almost hanging to the ground.
If it weren't for this man wearing headphones and holding a mobile phone in his hand and playing Honor of Kings, Yang Jian almost thought this guy was not a living person.
Because he saw the corpse-like old man just last night. Just now, Liu Rui gave him a feeling similar to that old man.
Weird, cold.
At this time, the student also noticed Yang Jian, and then he sat up properly and said stiffly: "Yang Jian, why are you here? Why don't you go to school?"
"You also know that there is a school. How many days have you not been there?"
"Uh, um, hey, hey, I'm sick, I'm sick." Liu Rui said perfunctorily, quickly armed himself, took the power bank and followed Yang Jian to school.
On the way, the two chatted one after another.
"Did something happen recently?"
"Why do you think so, what can happen to me?"
Liu Rui asked doubtfully.
Yang Chen continued: "Every time you disappeared before, it was because something happened. You disappeared for four days after your grandfather passed away, and you disappeared for four days after your father passed away."
He listed the number of times Liu Rui disappeared one by one, then walked in front as if nothing had happened and asked, "What happened this time?"
Liu Rui was silent for a while and did not answer because he didn't know what to say. His mother died?
Although it is true, it cannot be said because at this moment, his mother is still in the company.
Seeing that Liu Rui didn't speak, Yang Jian didn't continue to press.
The two of them arrived at school one after another, but as soon as they arrived in class, they met a girl.
"Yang Jian, who is behind you, Liu Rui?"
Miao Xiaoshan said with some uncertainty that although this person was her junior high school classmate, she had not met Liu Rui a few times, as if this person did not leave many signs in her memory.
"Well, I got sick a while ago."
After Liu Rui answered, he walked to the last row and started his journey to catch up on sleep. Yang Jian on the side also silently took out his mobile phone and started eating chicken.
Time passed like this little by little, and it was not until evening that Liu Rui sat up from his seat wilted.
"Miao Xiaoshan, beautiful lady, please lend me your homework to copy."
However, as soon as he finished saying this, the classroom fell silent, and everyone looked at Liu Rui as if they had seen a ghost.
"Don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing."
"You are still embarrassed, I didn't notice it." A middle-aged man's voice sounded behind him.
No need to listen, no need to look, this is definitely the head teacher.
Just when he thought he would be punished and unable to sleep, the head teacher actually ignored him and walked to the podium to speak.
"Today's evening self-study was changed to a publicity class. It cheered me up. Liu Rui, you've been sleeping all day. If you sleep with me again, be careful and I'll deal with you. And Miao Xiaoshan, don't lend him homework."
Yang Jian has been watching this scene, always feeling a little strange, because Liu Rui has not been here for seven days, but the classmates around him behave as if he has never left. There is neither that sense of life nor that long-lasting feeling. The feeling of missing.
No matter how familiar a person is, he will have a strange sense of strangeness with the surrounding environment and people after disappearing for a period of time. This is inevitable.
However, Liu Rui seems to have avoided it.
No one around seemed to care how many days he disappeared, it was as if he had never disappeared.
But he didn't care too much, because Liu Rui was very popular and could always get along with other people.
Soon, a man wearing a gray windbreaker walked in, and this man was Zhou Zheng.
Liu Rui looked at the person in front of him, and a bold idea came to his mind.
"If I get rid of the Starving Ghost at this time, what changes will happen in the future? Will there be a second Starving Ghost?"
He listened to Zhou Zheng's speech quietly, but his mind had already drifted far away.
He knew that Zhou Zheng was a ghost controller, and he also knew what would happen next.
And all of this stems from the fact that he is a time traveler, and he has traveled through the novel "Terror Resurrection".
Moreover, he still traveled into the body of a ghost.
The current Liu Rui is not his real name, but is possessed by this unlucky child. In other words, the current Liu Rui is actually a corpse possessed by a ghost.
However, this kind of possession is not complete. As the supernatural power erodes, the body possessed by him will gradually wither and rot, becoming a real corpse.
Moreover, this change is irreversible. At least, he currently has no access to anything that can reverse this change.
Liu Rui looked at Zhou Zheng in front of him, planning what would happen next.
But at this moment, the lights in the classroom suddenly went out.
(End of this chapter)