Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 159 Restaurant Anomaly
Wang Liang didn't directly deal with the person whose face had been swapped and whose memories had been altered, because there was no point in doing so.

Supernatural phenomena related to memory are so difficult to guard against.

Even if he deals with the person whose memories have been altered and manipulated, he can't say for sure if there are others watching from afar who have already noticed his arrival.

The obvious abnormality of the replaced face is an anomaly in the Faded Ghost Realm.

However, since it only altered memories and did not cause any other effects on the body, it is hard to say whether it will manifest as abnormalities in Sadako's demon realm.

However, Wang Liang did not completely stand idly by. The figure reflected on the glass door in front of him swayed strangely and walked out, transforming into a black-haired, face-covering Sadako, invading reality.

A thick fog gathered in Sadako's faded ghost realm, enveloping the entire Caesars Grand Hotel.

Sadako, summoned by Wang Liang, took a step forward, disappeared into the thick fog, and vanished.

After finishing this task, Wang Liang ignored everything outside and strode into the hotel.

The faded ghost realm and thick fog outside have not dissipated. A derivative Sadako serves as a node, continuously maintaining the ghost realm, sealing off the entire hotel, and refusing entry or exit to any person or ghost.

This also essentially created a respawn point for him.

As Wang Liang entered the hotel, he saw that the lobby on the first floor was spacious, brightly lit, resplendent, and decorated in a very high-end style.

Wang Liang did not control Sadako's ghost domain to invade the hotel, so the scene here still has normal colors.

The people inside didn't look out the window, nor did they notice anything unusual, and even if they did, they didn't care.

At the front desk on the first floor, a female receptionist was sitting idly, scrolling through short videos on her phone.

Apart from that, there is no one else active on the first floor right now.

Aside from being somewhat deserted, the place looks quite normal, and it's hard to imagine that a dangerous and eerie supernatural place has intersected with this hotel.

But Wang Liang saw the terror hidden behind this seemingly normal appearance, and it was right in front of him.

Hearing the doorbell ring to signal someone was coming in, the receptionist looked up, yawned, and stood up to greet the guest.

"Welcome to Caesars Hotel! Please check in at the front desk."

Wang Liang did not respond to the receptionist's words, but instead frowned and stared at a black footprint on the carpet not far from the entrance.

It looked like footprints left after being burned, or like footprints left after being corroded by something, and you could faintly smell a stench of corpses.

Looking ahead, you can see a row of black footprints that stretch all the way to the unseen second floor.

These are the traces left by the corpse fluid dripping from Li Qingzhi's body after he was stepped on by the resurrected ghost.

After entering the Caesars Hotel, Wang Liang opened the Slit-Mouthed Woman's demonic domain, subtly blurring his physical form so that it did not interact with reality.

He didn't want to leave his footprints in this hotel, only to find himself inexplicably split in two while eating hot pot and singing at home one day.

I won't die, but the hot pot will get dirty.

Wang Liang went to the front desk and observed the female receptionist. He couldn't see anything unusual, but that was the biggest anomaly.

"Doesn't your hotel do cleaning? Those black footprints are so dirty."

"footprint?"

The receptionist looked at Wang Liang with suspicion, then looked in the direction he was pointing. She seemed to have just noticed and exclaimed in surprise, which didn't seem fake.

But those footprints were clearly visible; they could be easily noticed even out of the corner of one's eye.

"Oh, this, I don't know when this was left here. I'll contact the cleaning service right away. Honestly, what is Aunt Zhang doing?" the receptionist said anxiously. "Never mind, I'll go take a walk around the hotel first," Wang Liang said.

"Okay, I'm very sorry. If you wish to check in, you can come back here to check in after you've finished your tour. We guarantee that every room has been thoroughly cleaned," the receptionist said apologetically.

The path to the second floor of the hotel consists of two curved staircases on the left and right, built of marble and exquisitely styled, each covered with a layer of red carpet.

However, the row of black footprints on the right side of the red carpet made it seem rather abrupt and uncomfortable.

Wang Liang went up to the second floor, pushed open the double European-style glass door, and walked in. He could hear the clinking of knives and forks coming from a room to the side.

Wang Liang had a cold and serious expression. A pool of ghost blood gushed out from beneath his feet, from which a blood-stained bone spear emerged, which he grabbed in his hand.

Then he took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already standing in the room where the clinking of knives and forks was coming from.

Warm lights illuminate this hall where hotel guests dine.

There were more than twenty round dining tables in the hall, covered with neat white cloths, and each table had a vase with fresh flowers.

Most of the tables were empty; only five people were sitting around, eating dinner, looking quite relaxed.

When one of them looked up, he noticed Wang Liang standing indifferently in front of the door, and his face showed a slight surprise.

"Hey bro, come eat. What's that thing you're holding? Cosplay?"

Someone nearby joked, "Hey, that ketchup on top looks pretty realistic as blood. I'd almost like to lick it. My food is a bit bland."

"You're a pervert."

Wang Liang did not respond to the group, but cautiously surveyed the restaurant.

In the original storyline, Yang Jian and the Newspaper Ghost first met at the Caesars Hotel, and the Newspaper Ghost seemed to have a habit of "dining" here.

Their behavior is bizarre and hard to understand, but for vengeful ghosts, especially those with a certain level of intelligence, such strange and bizarre behavior is possible.

But Wang Liang looked around and saw nothing unusual, including the five people who were having dinner.

His cold, sweeping gaze from the doorway caught the attention of the five people, who stopped eating and stared at him with puzzlement.

"Brother, why aren't you saying anything? Is something wrong?"

The person who spoke first stood up and walked towards Wang Liang.

Wang Liang didn't pay much attention to it, his gaze mostly fixed on the dark corners of the hall, the piano on the wooden table, and the wooden cabinet on the side.

But then came the second person, and the third person.
All five people stood up and slowly walked towards him, causing Wang Liang to immediately turn his gaze to them.

It's somewhat understandable if one person stands up, but for five people to stand up and walk over, is that a normal reaction?

"Are you alright?"

The person who spoke first walked towards Wang Liang, his gaze gradually becoming numb. He repeated the same sentence, this time with an even more stiff and sluggish tone.

"Is there something you need?" The four people behind him stepped forward, repeating the same question in unison, their eyes equally dull and their movements stiff.

The five people staggered toward Wang Liang. The warm light overhead only made the place seem even more eerie.

(End of this chapter)