Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 112 Supernatural Development

Three days of peace passed, and Wang Xiaoming did not contact Cao Yang during these days. The deal that had been negotiated seemed to have sunk into the sea and there was no follow-up.

However, Cao Yang was not idle during these three days, but was constantly developing the abilities of a memory ghost.

"I heard Han Yu say a few days ago that the gray-white world lasted for a total of seven days, but I couldn't feel the rotation of day and night in the memory world, and I don't know how many days have passed. Does this mean that the flow of time inside and outside the memory world is different?"

In order to verify this hypothesis, Cao Yang had to ask Hu Mingtao to arrange some death row prisoners again.

Soon, Hu Mingtao brought five death row prisoners to reunite with Cao Yang.

"Detective Cao Yang, there are not many death row prisoners in the Otsu City Prison. If we need them next time, we may have to transfer them from other cities. We can also arrange for a group of death row prisoners to be transferred to Otsu City now."

Hu Mingtao said with an embarrassed expression that since Cao Yang took office, many death row prisoners in Dajin City have been liberated early, and he was really not joking.

"You decide. With my authority, it should be easy to mobilize some villains."

Cao Yang did not waste any words on this matter. As a liaison officer, Hu Mingtao should just be responsible for this matter. If he had to personally handle even such trivial matters as arranging death row prisoners, he would die of overwork in no time.

"Okay, I understand. I'll start working on it tomorrow."

After saying that, Hu Mingtao left.

Then, Cao Yang moved his mind and directly pulled a death row prisoner into the memory world.

The world of memory is still the Beichen Building, and it is still the same office, but the color is different. Everything the death row prisoner sees is like a picture with the contrast pulled to the highest level, revealing a sense of unreality and weirdness everywhere.

In the real world, the death row prisoner immediately fell to the ground, while Cao Yang was staring at the other four prisoners to prevent them from causing trouble. His consciousness did not enter the memory world, but he could barely observe the entire memory world from a God's perspective.

As he remembered, there were only ten ordinary people similar to ghost slaves in the Beichen Building. The death row prisoner was confused at first, but after a moment he could not hide his joy. He thought he had successfully escaped and immediately prepared to rush downstairs and run to the outside world.

On the eleventh floor, the prisoner was blocked by a ghost slave. The ghost slave was not much different from a normal person in appearance or physiology, which led to the prisoner not taking the ghost slave seriously.

"How dare a skinny kid block my way? You weren't even born when I was chopping people on the street."

The death row prisoner smiled contemptuously, then picked up a vase on the desk next to him and smashed it hard on the ghost slave's head. The ghost slave's head instantly became dented, and there was no other reaction.

"Shit, any random person I meet must have practiced Iron Head Kung Fu, right?"

The death row inmate who called himself Uncle Lu cursed under his breath. He didn't want to get entangled with this weirdo any more. What he wanted most now was freedom.

The next second, the ghost slave's head turned 180 degrees, making a "cluck" sound, and stared at Grandpa Lu with empty and numb eyes. Grandpa Lu's heart skipped a beat, and fine cold sweat began to appear on his body.

"Damn it, isn't it?"

Grandpa Lu muttered softly.

Unexpectedly, the ghost slave suddenly spoke:

"Have you seen a man?"

The voice is dry and hoarse, as if the vocal cords are damaged.

"What birdman?"

Grandpa Lu didn't dare to answer and could only curse quietly in his heart.

Seeing that Master Lu did not respond, the ghost slave stopped talking and seemed to be lost in thought and recollection.

"Can you run? This damn thing won't catch up with us, right?"

Grandpa Lu's eyes moved quickly, and he was also considering whether to take the opportunity to escape. Suddenly, the temperature around him dropped a lot, and Grandpa Lu couldn't help shivering.

"Fuck, why did it suddenly become cold?"

Behind Grandpa Lu, Cao Yang's figure appeared out of thin air, but it was not Cao Yang himself, but just a memory ghost with Cao Yang's image.

As soon as the ghost appeared, it stared at Grandpa Lu who was standing there in fear. Even Grandpa Lu himself did not notice that his body was becoming brighter and brighter, gradually becoming the same style as the surrounding environment.

Weird and fake, like a weird picture with the saturation and contrast pushed to the highest level.

When Grandpa Lu began to discover the abnormality, it was too late. The supernatural invasion had reached the final step. Grandpa Lu tilted his head and died.

In the memory world, Grandpa Lu died, and in reality he instantly turned into a cold corpse. The colors on his body became extremely bright, and he looked like an oil painting to the other prisoners.

"Dead, so soon?"

Cao Yang felt like it was just a moment of distraction, and in less than a minute, Grandpa Lu was killed by the memory ghost.

"One minute. Grandpa Lu in the memory world probably experienced at least six or seven minutes. The time difference is six or seven times."

"But one thing worth noting is that the ghost slaves in the memory world can actually ask others to trigger the rules, or they can trigger the rules themselves and attract ghost attacks."

Through an experiment, Cao Yang gained a better understanding of the supernatural powers of memory ghosts.

"I escaped from the memory world by controlling the memory ghosts that kept appearing, stealing the source's spiritual power and fighting against the source."

"The essence of the memory world is ghosts. The ghosts that appear in the memory world only master a part of the supernatural powers of the memory ghosts. In theory, people who are pulled into the memory world can try to escape from the memory world by gradually mastering the supernatural powers like me."

"Another point is that the memory world isolates the supernatural. What is pulled into the memory world is the human consciousness. Before the other person escapes, I can kill his body in reality, so that his consciousness will also die."

Thinking of this, Cao Yang pulled the second death row prisoner into the memory world, and at the same time shot him in the head in reality. The prisoner who had just entered the memory world died as expected, proving Cao Yang's guess.

"Let's roughly confirm the time difference, and also know if I can release my consciousness."

Cao Yang threw a watch to the third prisoner. The characteristic of the memory world is mechanized restoration and simulation, and things on the body can be brought in.

"Pay attention to the time on your watch and shout every two minutes. Sit there and don't move or try to escape, or you will end up like him."

Cao Yang pointed his gun at the third prisoner and signaled him with his eyes to look at the second prisoner whose head had just been opened. The ground was covered with splattered blood and white brain matter. He almost vomited out the overnight meal.

"Ming...understood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the third person fell straight down, and his consciousness was pulled into the world of memories.

In the world of memory, there was no one here and the prisoners dared not move. The scene of the old man next to him being cut open was still vivid in his mind. It was true that he was a death row prisoner, but he was also afraid of death.

"Two minutes, two minutes!"

Cao Yang raised his hand and glanced at his watch. Only twenty seconds had passed, while two minutes had passed in the memory world. The time difference was indeed six times.

The same experiment was carried out five times. Ten minutes passed in the memory world, but less than two minutes passed in the real world, about one minute and forty seconds.

"Six times the time difference, that is to say, the gray-white world in reality existed for seven days, while more than forty days have passed in the memory world."

The development of the memory ghost stopped here. Cao Yang also released the third prisoner's consciousness back to reality and sent relevant personnel to send them back to their respective cells.

(End of this chapter)