Mysterious Revival

“Rustle~!”

In the room, Zhang Liqin, as usual, was listening to the stories of Yang Jian and recording them in detail in her notebook.

She had been doing this job for a long time, recording time after time those terrifying and eerie supernatural events. The details were so meticulous that Zhang Liqin, with her pen on the paper, could feel the fear emanating through the tip of her pen.

And as the recording time accumulated, Zhang Liqin became more familiar with that supernatural world.

She began to feel somewhat uneasy,

because as an ordinary person, she knew too much. The more she knew, the more awe she had for Yang Jian, to the point that she dared not entertain even the slightest other thoughts.

After all, it was really too easy for Yang Jian to make a regular person disappear.

He could even alter her own memory without her noticing, or kill her and then use the Deceiving Ghost to recreate a new “Zhang Liqin.”

Upon realizing this,

Zhang Liqin became increasingly cautious in her work.

“I’ve finished recording. Take a look. There shouldn’t be anything missing.”

After writing the last word, Zhang Liqin breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her sore wrist, and handed the notebook to Yang Jian.

“There’s nothing wrong,” Yang Jian skimmed through it and nodded. “Put it away. There’ll be more things to record later.”

Zhang Liqin took back the notebook, glanced at Yang Jian, and curiously asked, “Liu Xiaoyu is a nice person. As a liaison, she could help you better. Why don’t you let Liu Xiaoyu move in and live with you? From the notes, I could tell she has a good impression of you.”

“I’m somewhat mindful of her origin as a headquarters operator,” Yang Jian said.

“You can influence her memory,” Zhang Liqin said.

Yang Jian glanced at her and said, “People who get involved with the supernatural don’t end up well. Are you hinting at something? Do you think I have you record notes and tell you everything because I modified your memory?”

He was very perceptive and discerned a bit of Zhang Liqin’s subtle thoughts.

“If you wanted to modify my memory, I certainly wouldn’t mind, as long as you’re willing to keep me in the company,” Zhang Liqin said.

“I haven’t let the supernatural affect you, and the same goes for Jiang Yan. I won’t do something that foolish. Supernatural power can be used but not trusted. You’ve maintained enough purity, so don’t worry about it. If you feel you can’t continue with this work, I’ll call Jiang Yan back to replace you,”

Yang Jian said. He read the unease and a hint of fear in Zhang Liqin’s eyes.

This was normal.

After all, he was indeed worthy of awe now.

“No, I can handle it. I’m just a bit worried,” Zhang Liqin hurriedly said. “I worry that one day I’ll know too much and something bad will happen to me.”

She didn’t want to hide anything in front of Yang Jian and voiced her inner concerns.

As an ordinary person, she was too fragile, fragile enough to disappear at any moment.

“I see.”

Yang Jian nodded, “I understand. It’s a normal person’s thought, but you don’t need to worry about that. Nothing will happen to you.”

Zhang Liqin nodded, feeling much relieved inside.

Meanwhile.

In another city.

This was the headquarters’ Big J City. Since the last Ghost Painting incident and the Circle of Friends incident ended, the city had returned to normal order. Although it was now ten at night, for this place, nightlife was just beginning.

However, the effects of the Ghost Painting incident were still there, but compared to the entire city, those effects were trivial.

As ordinary people who came into close contact with the Ghost Painting incident and survived,

Miao Xiaoshan and her dormitory roommates were undoubtedly lucky.

After the incident, the school, considering many uncertainties, allowed a batch of students to temporarily suspend their studies. However, life had to go on, and they couldn’t abandon their studies due to suspension, so these suspended students gathered together to form a study group.

There were quite a few people in the study group, nearly a hundred. For convenience, a few wealthy students pooled funds to rent several floors of an apartment building in the city to set up the study group.

But it wasn’t free; students joining had to pay a fee.

There were specialized teachers for lectures and senior students working part-time as guides.

The learning atmosphere was harmonious.

But people tend to forget the pain once the injury heals.

In a dormitory room,

Miao Xiaoshan had taken a shower, blow-dried her hair, and then took out her phone to check the high school class group. Only Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, and a classmate named Liu Qi had their avatars lit, while the rest of the dozens of classmates’ avatars were all dark. Although Yang Jian was in the group, he was rarely online.

However, she had Yang Jian’s personal phone number and could call him.

She had thought several times about calling him, but then reconsidered, worrying that Yang Jian might be busy dealing with a supernatural event, fearing that contacting him rashly would cause trouble.

So occasionally, she would ask Zhang Wei about the situation.

“Ah Wei, what have you and Yang Jian been up to lately?” Miao Xiaoshan sent a private message.

“I’ve been spending nights at an internet cafe, occasionally leading a group of boys to maintain Dachang City’s security. Yang Jian hasn’t got much to do, just wandering around. By the way, I heard he went on a date today with a beautiful lady named Liu Xiaoyu. He’s not much of a friend, not taking me along for advice on the date. If he doesn’t consult me, the date is sure to be a failure,” Zhang Wei quickly replied.

Date?

Seeing this message, Miao Xiaoshan felt inexplicably anxious, even a bit aggrieved. She stayed in a daze for a while, wanting to ask Zhang Wei more when suddenly, the dormitory door opened, and her roommates, Liu Zi and Sun Yujia, hurriedly walked in.

“Miao Xiaoshan, quick, come with us,” Liu Zi grabbed Miao Xiaoshan’s arm anxiously.

Miao Xiaoshan was puzzled, “What’s happened? Where are we going this late at night?”

“Here’s the thing, some boys downstairs inexplicably gathered to play a game called ‘Summoning Spirits.’ We need to stop them immediately,” Sun Yujia explained.

“What? How could they do this, aren’t they afraid of touching such things?” Miao Xiaoshan was surprised.

Because the Ghost Painting incident had just passed not long ago.

Supernatural matters were always taboo, something people at the study group avoided, not even wanting to bring it up in conversation.

Liu Zi said, “Some people are just clueless, thinking they’re brave, not believing in the supernatural, and wanting to stir up trouble. Although online stuff like that is fake, it’s forbidden here. You have to stop them.”

“Shouldn’t the president be handling this? I’m just a student; how can I manage them?” Miao Xiaoshan shook her head, feeling helpless.

Liu Zi said, “Why not? Your boyfriend specializes in secretly handling supernatural events. Just a word from you, and these people would all be detained. The president is useless, only good for collecting membership fees and dating female students. Last time, he even had designs on our dorm, and if I hadn’t seriously warned him using your name, we’d definitely be harassed.”

Sun Yujia added, “Right, you just standing there would make no one dare defy you.”

Through Miao Xiaoshan, they had come into contact with Yang Jian, knowing he was very formidable, and no one dared offend him. Although there were quite a few wealthy and influential students in the student union, compared to Miao Xiaoshan’s boyfriend, they were mere small fry.

“No, don’t say that. Yang Jian is just a high school classmate, not my boyfriend,” Miao Xiaoshan said, blushing and feeling slightly embarrassed.

She then thought of the message Zhang Wei had sent about Yang Jian’s date, feeling a bit sad again.

“Let’s put that issue aside for now. We need to think about everyone’s safety and stop those boys from playing that summoning game,” Liu Zi said. “If they really end up in an accident, it could be fatal.”

“We must stop them,” Sun Yujia said firmly.

They had experienced the Ghost Painting incident and had encountered the supernatural, so they dared not be careless. Even though this matter had nothing to do with them, they wouldn’t allow those boys to mess around here.

“You’re right. If others don’t take action, we will,” Miao Xiaoshan said.

She also didn’t want any tragedy to occur.

Soon,

The three left the dormitory and began to walk downstairs.

But they hadn’t gotten far, still within the corridor, when suddenly, the corridor lights flickered a few times before abruptly going out.

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