Chapter 254: The Released Ghost Messenger
It has been nearly half an hour since the action began. Under normal circumstances, a result should have been achieved by now, but after all, these are two S-class fierce ghosts, and there have indeed been signs of successful action.
If everything goes smoothly, according to the current trend of the ghost domain shrinking, it might be resolved within an hour.
“No matter what happens inside, as long as it doesn’t get out of control, that will be the best outcome. Otherwise…” Jiang Shan looked back at the brightly lit city.
He had already experienced the tragic scenes of Dachang City and Dachun City twice, and no one wanted to experience a third time.
Moreover, if the starving ghost and the ghost painting were to get out of control, it’s estimated that all the ghost wielders currently here would have to step up, whether they wanted to or not, they would have no choice. Sun Huafeng convened the captain meeting precisely to prevent accidents; otherwise, he wouldn’t have needed to move the captain meeting forward by almost a week.
It was precisely because Jiang Shan considered this point that he came to see for himself whether this action was proceeding smoothly.
If everything goes smoothly, he can then focus on preventing the action Zhao Jianguo is about to take in Dajing City.
If it doesn’t go smoothly, he needs to get the news immediately to make some arrangements, and he absolutely cannot stay in the hotel not knowing anything.
Jiang Shan was not the only one paying close attention to the situation here.
In this dark night, who knows how many pairs of eyes were staring intently at this place; there were dozens of drones circling in the sky alone.
Each drone was custom-made, and they were all transmitting the situation here to various parties, as no one wanted to get close to this place personally.
Yet, even though this action was under the scrutiny of countless people, no one outside knew about the unexpected changes that had occurred within.
The night, on the verge of breaking dawn, seemed to have its light obscured by an invisible hand.
On the other side.
About ten kilometers away from the headquarters’ training base was a special experimental base.
This experimental base was built specifically for Wang Xiao Ming.
And Wang Xiao Ming, who had just successfully created a coffin nail, returned to his work area as usual after talking with Yang Jian.
Accompanying Wang Xiao Ming to the laboratory was a middle-aged man who had been missing for a long time and was being sought by the headquarters.
Zhao Jianguo.
“The ghost coffin experiment has failed. Your idea is correct to some extent; ghosts can never become humans.” Wang Xiao Ming stood before a special golden glass.
In a small room in front of him, there was a coffin.
Red paint was applied to the somewhat aged wooden coffin, appearing incredibly seductive under the dim lights. Although no corpse was placed beneath the heavy lid, it gave off an incredibly eerie and unsettling feeling, as if something was gestating inside.
This was an unknown terror.
Wang Xiao Ming had been researching this thing for some time. To be honest, he had not uncovered all the secrets of the ghost coffin.
It wasn’t that he lacked the intellect, but rather that there were some dangerous attempts he dared not undertake.
“It seems you’ve learned a lot from that human skin. Wang Xiao Ming, I can tell you that ghosts can indeed never become humans, but humans can become ghosts.”
Looking at the calm Wang Xiao Ming, Zhao Jianguo, standing beside him, gently touched the golden glass in front of him, as if wanting to reach through the glass and caress the vermilion coffin in the room:
“Ghost wielders alone can never solve supernatural phenomena. Old Qin is a living example before us. He is the most perfect ghost wielder in the world, I don’t need to prove that, but so what?”
“He still couldn’t escape death. Humans are ultimately imperfect, and ghost wielders are ultimately human. They are influenced by emotions, thoughts, and lifespan, but ghosts are not. Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.”
A calm yet seemingly rational voice echoed in the spacious laboratory.
Zhao Jianguo, who had keenly sensed Wang Xiao Ming’s abnormality, did not choose to conceal it any longer. The entire laboratory, and even the entire headquarters, were now his “fellow travelers.”
Without Li Jun protecting him, Wang Xiao Ming posed no threat to him.
However, regarding this Professor Wang, who had provided the most assistance for his plan.
Zhao Jianguo felt a deep sense of regret for his betrayal.
“If you believed your idea was correct, you wouldn’t have used supernatural means to alter everyone’s cognition at headquarters. You haven’t become the ghost you wanted to be; you’re still human.”
“Zhao Jianguo, you still want recognition from your own kind, you still want their support.”
Wang Xiao Ming looked at Zhao Jianguo with calm eyes, unfazed by the several snake-like cold gazes behind him. His expression remained unchanged, and his voice continued with robotic indifference:
“So you want humans to become ghosts to end this supernatural era? But have you ever considered that if your plan fails, will the ghost-god you create do as you wish?”
Wang Xiao Ming’s barrage of questions did not shake Zhao Jianguo’s conviction; rather than being shaken, it was more like being influenced.
Zhao Jianguo, whose cognition had already been altered by the newspaper ghost’s supernatural abilities, was, as Wang Xiao Ming had said in the meeting, no longer entirely human.
Even if he still possessed self-awareness at this moment.
But this consciousness did not originate from himself, from his own being, but rather from supernatural power.
There’s a philosophical question that has always been debated:
“Ship of Theseus.”
There is a ship named Theseus. The planks of its hull are gradually replaced until none of the original planks remain. Is it still the same ship?
Similarly,
When a person’s memories are tampered with, their thoughts distorted, and all past cognitions subverted, are they still themselves?
Zhao Jianguo said: “As long as the supernatural era can be ended, it doesn’t matter to me whether the one who achieves it is human, ghost, or god. The hope of the world cannot be placed on a group of deranged, paranoid ghost wielders who could die at any moment.”
“I know how to create a ‘god.’ In my memories, I once saw…”
“Wait.” Wang Xiao Ming interrupted Zhao Jianguo’s rambling directly. After staring at the ghost coffin for a moment, he suddenly frowned.
He immediately turned his head to look at Zhao Jianguo, his tone ice-cold:
“The coffin lid’s position is wrong, the Ghost Coffin has been opened, was it you?!”
As soon as the words fell,
“Plop~! Plop~!”
The sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground rang out one after another.
Wang Xiao Ming suddenly looked back,
and at that moment, several staff members in the laboratory were lying on the ground motionless, all of them turned their heads slightly to look in the direction of Zhao Jianguo and Wang Xiao Ming, their eyes numb and vacant, without a trace of spirit, as if they were already dead.
But the weirdness was,
a trace of a happy smile was on all their faces.
Although the lights in the laboratory were bright, the weird atmosphere was suffocating.
