Mysterious Resurrection: What If

Chapter 60 The Anomaly in DQ City
At the same time, in DQ City.

The chill in the air grew increasingly intense, with only a handful of pedestrians on the streets, bundled up in thick cotton-padded coats and hurrying along. The entire city was devoid of any festive atmosphere for the Spring Festival; most residents remained indoors, wrapped in blankets, shivering from the cold.

The low temperature was clearly abnormal, carrying a faint stench of decay, like the smell of frozen meat that had been kept in the refrigerator for years and then suddenly thawed in the sun.

Today, the phones in various departments of the city have been ringing off the hook. Everyone is asking the same question: why is the temperature so abnormal this year, yet the weather forecast has not provided any accurate temperature reports?

In an inconspicuous alley, the dim streetlights cast a faint glow, and a blurry figure silently appeared deep within the alley.

Most of the person's body was hidden behind the corner at the end of the alley, with only his head showing. Upon closer inspection, the face on his head was extremely unusual.

The left side of his face was as white as a dead person, his stiff features lifeless, while on the other side of his face, a yellowed piece of old newspaper was stuck firmly to his skin, and the outline of the lower half of a face could be vaguely seen, as if it were opening its mouth wide, trying to make a sound in pain.

This person acted as if he were very shy. Whenever someone passed by outside the alley, he would immediately pull back half of his face, only revealing the part with the newspaper, being careful, as if he were avoiding the murderous patterns of some vengeful ghost.

After waiting in the alley for a while, the man seemed to have discovered something and ran quickly toward an amusement park.

The perspective shifts from the ground to the sky.

A passenger plane is flying over DQ.

"Cao Yang, why did you turn off your phone? It worried me to death."

Inside the cabin, Cao Yang was on the phone, and the woman on the other end sounded anxious.

Cao Yang whispered, "The situation was extremely dangerous just now. That ghost's killing pattern is to kill the person who makes a sound. I was afraid you would be implicated, so I turned off the phone."

"Ah—" came an exclamation from the other end of the phone: "Thank goodness you turned your phone off. If something like the mass deaths of operators at headquarters happened again..."

Cao Yang nodded and said, "Yes, I turned off my phone without hesitation to protect your safety, but it's okay now. With the cooperation of Yang Jian and me, that ghost has been successfully imprisoned."

Beside Cao Yang lay a body bag made of gold, containing the very ghost imprisoned in Dachang City. After completing his mission, he needed to immediately return to Dajing City to help; several more elusive ghosts were roaming the city and needed to be dealt with.

The female voice on the other end of the phone continued, "By the way, Minister Cao just called you and asked me to tell you to go directly to him to report when you get back. There's a classified mission that you need to handle."

"confidential?"

Cao Yang frowned subconsciously.

Within headquarters, any mission involving classified information or higher often signifies the unknown, danger, and even the risk to life.

"Okay, I understand. You finish organizing this ghost's file first. I need to rest for a while."

Cao Yang rubbed his temples, his tone tinged with weariness. Ever since Dajing City went out of control, he had been dealing with the vengeful ghosts that had escaped from headquarters, and this short break was a rare opportunity for him to rest.

"No one can take it if they work like this every day."

After saying that, Cao Yang hung up the phone, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

For safety reasons, besides him, there were only a small number of crew members on the plane. At this moment, Cao Yang's feet were stomping on the floor, making a 'tap tap tap' sound.

But if you look closely, you'll notice something very strange: Cao Yang's feet aren't moving at all, but the tapping sound still comes from the soles of his feet, muffled yet extremely regular.

Cao Yang felt a bit cold, subconsciously shrank his neck, and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Just then, a series of urgent ringing sounds woke him up.

"Cao Yang! Cao Yang! Can you hear me?" Suddenly opening his eyes, Cao Yang instantly sensed something was wrong; he felt cold. He quickly picked up the phone and said in a low voice:

"Xiaoli, what happened?"

Xiao Li's voice on the other end of the phone was clearly panicked: "Breaking news! An unknown paranormal event has occurred in DQ City. The plane you are on is currently over DQ City. The relevant information has been sent to your satellite phone. Liu San is on his way. Minister Cao has ordered you to go down and investigate this matter immediately."

“DQ City?” Cao Yang’s expression changed slightly.

"Didn't we put Lin Bei in charge of that area before?..."

"Yes, but Lin Bei and Yang Jian encountered another supernatural event there. Lin Bei's condition is currently very unstable, and he can no longer move around."

Cao Yang looked out the window, his gaze piercing through the gaps in the clouds. The entire city was covered by an extremely abnormal layer of white, as if it had been swallowed up by heavy snow. However, DQ City is located in a low-lying area and is surrounded by mountains, so such a large-scale snowfall in a very short period of time could not possibly have happened.

"Understood. Keep in touch. I'll be going down now."

Cao Yang hung up the phone, looked at the snow-covered city, took out a packet of traditional Chinese medicine from his pocket, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"This scale...it doesn't look like it won't be easy."

High in the sky, on the metal shell beneath the aircraft, a pair of bare footprints appeared out of thin air, as if someone were walking on the belly of the cabin.

As the footprints moved, Cao Yang's figure appeared, precisely stepping on the footprints. He hung upside down on the belly of the cabin, gazing at the ground below.

"I'm supposed to be a person with connections, so why do they always assign me such dangerous tasks? It's nothing like the ones in novels. I should be sitting in an office, right?"

After making his rant, Cao Yang lifted his foot and took a step into the void.

The next second, he vanished instantly, and at the same time, a series of footprints appeared in the sky. These footprints were extremely strange, and they actually stomped a black line into the void.

As Cao Yang's feet moved, the black line formed by his footprints began to extend downwards at an extremely fast speed.

Cao Yang's figure kept flashing on this black line, speeding towards DQ City as if walking on air.

Headquarters.

A sallow-faced man was standing opposite Cao Yanhua.

"Minister Cao, are you really so comfortable letting Cao Yang go to DQ City? I heard he's related to you..."

Cao Yanhua interrupted him, somewhat displeased.

"Liu San, no matter what relationship Cao Yang has with me, I always handle things strictly by the book. If you are interested in Cao Yang, you can look through the headquarters' files."

Liu San shrugged, looking indifferent, and casually pulled up a chair to sit down.

"Speak up, I've already agreed to participate in the raid plan, so why are you contacting me now?"

Cao Yanhua said seriously, "DQ City needs you to support Cao Yang. Judging from the range shown in the satellite photos, this vengeful ghost's threat level has reached S-level, requiring at least two leaders to handle it. However, headquarters is currently short-staffed; only your paper doll can still move..."

At this point, Cao Yanhua pointed to the corner, where an object covered with burlap stood quietly.

The linen cloth didn't completely cover the bottom of the object, revealing two thick pieces of steel at the bottom, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

(End of this chapter)