Mysterious Awakening

Chapter 24 Login to the Website
Dull, depressing, almost out of breath.

Like a ghost pressing a bed, he is clearly conscious, but he can't move his whole body.

The dim room seemed to have turned into a dark cage at this moment, and Yang Jian was the prisoner in this cage. He could not break free, could not escape, and seemed to sink forever and live forever.

suddenly.

On the dark ceiling, the darkness gradually condensed, as if it had become the shape of an eye.

This eye is very big, covering the entire ceiling. Although he didn't open it, Yang Jian could feel that the huge eye was peeping at him, and a strange gaze stayed on him all the time.

"Guru~!"

Yang Jian felt the flesh on his cheek turn cold, as if something had forced it open, and a red eye was revealed in the flesh and blood.

A strange perspective came into my mind.

At the same time, there seems to be something in the body that is drilling around, wandering around, and the thing is about to stretch the flesh, almost tearing the skin, and a severe pain spreads, as if being severely tortured, It's unbearable.

However, Yang Jian was conscious, but he still couldn't move.

He could only let the ghost thing in his body move unscrupulously, wanting to howl in pain, but his mouth only moved slightly, unable to open, unable to make any sound.

This situation did not just last for a short while.

Instead, it lasted for two or three hours.

Yang Jian didn't fall asleep from the beginning to the end. He endured this kind of tearing pain for two or three hours. He didn't know that he had endured it like this. He only knew that this period of time seemed as long as a lifetime. .

More than six o'clock in the afternoon.

The pain in his body disappeared quickly, and at the same time he regained consciousness.

Almost at the moment when his body was able to move, he sat up from the bed, sweating profusely, panting heavily.

Yang Jian raised his palm, trembling almost instinctively.

"Me, what's the matter? My body is out of control, and I felt as if my whole body was about to split, as if something was about to come out of it. Could it be because of that eye? ?"

He looked at the trembling palms in silence for a while.

Suddenly, he took out a piece of dark brown paper from his pocket.

"Tell me, what happened to my situation before." Yang Jian spoke to the parchment.

Soon, a line of writing appeared on the parchment: I woke up with pain today, and I could feel the Specter gradually recovering in my body. Because of the school thing, I used too much Specter's power, and I can't live long. But now I still have to endure the pain of being tortured by that thing in my body, because I still want to live.

Will the ghost recover?
really.

Yang Jian fell into silence again.

He began to follow Zhou Zheng's back path, endured the torture of the evil ghost's resuscitation, and then one day was killed by the ghost in his body.

Is this the price of living?

"How long can I live?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

Another handwriting appeared on the parchment: If I don't think of other ways as soon as possible, I don't think I will survive for three months under this torture.

three months?
This is faster than dying from cancer. If you have to endure this kind of torture every day, as Zhou Zheng said, death is really a relief.

It is absolutely impossible for Yang Jian not to panic at the moment.

He is still young and still studying, and his parents still need to take care of him in the future.

What will your parents do if you die?
No.

I can't die, at least not right now.

Yang Jian stood up suddenly, staring fixedly at the piece of parchment in front of him: "You are so weird, I can't believe what you said, you said I'll die in three months? You didn't know before? Said I would die in school, wouldn't the result change? You don't know the future at all, and you can only judge what will happen with a high probability based on the current situation."

"But I can be sure of one thing, you must know a lot, a lot."

"What the hell are you doing?"

There was no movement on the parchment, and no words emerged, as if he had chosen to remain silent.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, I will figure it out sooner or later." Yang Jian said.

Thinking about Li Gui, he suddenly remembered something, picked up Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning phone from the side, and a text message was displayed on it.

is the address of a website.

"The website that Zhao Jianguo gave me, maybe I can get some useful information from that website." Yang Jian immediately turned on the computer and entered the website.

A special website, nothing but a blank, as if the website does not exist.

He knew it was just a covert measure.

Then he picked up Zhou Zheng's mobile phone and typed the number code printed on the phone on the keyboard.

Immediately, the webpage refreshes, the website jumps, and the webpage appears.

Yang Jian glanced at it briefly, and all of the above were emergency events around the world, requests for support from ghost masters, and bounties given by governments of various countries.

Most of them are at the level of [-] million US dollars, and of course there are tens of millions of rewards.

He clicked on one: "A C-level ghost appeared in a certain state in the United States, code-named Ghost Church, and offered a reward of 3000 million US dollars to solve it."

There is also a video above.

In the video, it looks like a church. The outside wall of the church is covered with moss, the walls are mottled, and it is very old. But at the door of the church, Yang Jian saw a vague figure standing there, although he couldn’t see clearly. His appearance, but he could feel that it was a person, to be precise, it was a human form, but it was just a permeating weirdness revealed by this person.

But soon, suddenly a fighter jet roared over the sky of the church, and a missile crashed down, hitting the church accurately.

Flames from the explosion engulfed the church.

Obviously, the U.S. military chose a strong and direct military strike.

"Will it work?" Yang Jian watched carefully.

But soon, when the glare gradually receded, his eyes froze.

In the flames, the church was still standing there without any damage. A missile with such a large damage range didn't even blow up a piece of the wall of the church.

Then, in the video, he saw that the black figure standing at the door of the church slowly came out, and the black figure approached step by step in the direction of the camera.

laugh.
The video instantly blurred and the image disappeared.

There are many comments below the video:

"Fack, 3000 million dollars to solve this thing? President of the United States, go to hell, save your money to buy lollipops for your children, this thing is defined as C-level? Are you trying to trick us into cannon fodder?"

An American netizen commented, but there are Chinese translations and other translations under the English language, which can be understood at a glance.

"Although the video is concealed, it can be judged that this is already a ghost that can affect the surrounding things. It is estimated that it is not far away from forming a ghost domain. B-level is the least. If you have a conscience, it is not an exaggeration to define it as A. The United States The people really are living in dire straits, if newcomers don’t understand, they will probably be fooled to death.” A domestic netizen replied.

"I'm dying anyway. Form a group to make money and beg your teammates to take you away, cute."

"I can't believe even one frame of Lao Mi's video reward."

Yang Jian looked at the comments and pondered: "Do ghosts still have levels? Check it out."

(End of this chapter)