A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

When Qin Taotao stumbled out of the strange post office, she almost fell to the ground.

She leaned against the wall, her chest heaving violently.

The feeling of being pulled out of that eerie world was like being dragged back to reality from a cold swamp.

There was a familiar smell in the air.

There was dust, there were lights, and there was the scent of human life.

But the blank space on her wrist remained.

There was no blood.

No meat.

There were no signs of healing.

Qin Taotao looked down and saw that her face was still pale.

She knew this was no ordinary injury.

This is the part that was erased.

If Yang Jian hadn't intervened at the last minute, she herself would probably have disappeared from this world.

Thinking of this, her breathing slowed down, but her eyes grew increasingly serious.

Because what she brought back was not just a single sentence.

It was a storm.

Three days later, Yang Jian returned.

A hundred ghosts appeared.

She dared not delay these eight words for even the slightest time.

The message was quickly sent to the highest levels of Kyushu.

At first, there was a brief silence in the meeting room.

But when the report that read "Yang Jian will descend into the real world in three days" was placed on the table, everyone's expression changed.

Some people were shocked.

Some people were excited.

Some people remained silent.

This isn't the first time this name has shaken the real world.

From the moment he stepped into the bizarre instance, to his repeated devouring of ghosts and suppression of the source, he repeatedly turned the impossible into the possible in an almost unreasonable way.

The name Yang Jian has long been associated with more than just one person.

He's more like a symbol.

A symbol representing the ability to tear a crack even in despair.

Someone once said...

If Yang Jian really said that he was a god.

In that case, probably no one in the world would dare to refute it.

It's not an exaggeration.

It's because he has proven that time and time again.

Words become law.

Indescribable.

These things, which should have only existed in legends, became reality one by one in him.

The Kyushu leadership remained silent for a long time.

Finally, a sentence came from the conference room.

"Since we can't stop it, let's prepare to meet it."

"A bizarre resurgence is inevitable."

"In that case, let's take the initiative back."

No one objected anymore.

Because the current situation is so bad that there are not many options left.

Abnormalities have been reported in various places.

In many places, order is on the verge of collapse.

Instead of passively enduring the storm, it's better to bring it to the forefront in advance.

At least this way, everyone can be prepared.

Therefore, Kyushu quickly made a decision.

The announcement will be published directly.

There was no cover-up.

No hiding.

They no longer try to block the truth from everyone's view with layers of secrecy.

Since things have already come to this point, continuing to cover it up will only make the final chaos come even more suddenly.

The moment the message was sent, the entire internet exploded.

Countless people clicked on the announcement immediately, and before they even finished reading the words, their hearts skipped a beat.

Yang Jian.

It will arrive in the real world in three days.

With his arrival, the bizarre will be fully revived.

This news was like a bolt from the blue, striking everyone directly on the head.

"Really?"

"Is Yang Jian coming back?"

"Will it return with a bizarre and complete resurgence?"

"What's going on? Why does it sound so scary, yet so exciting?"

The internet exploded instantly.

Some panicked, some were terrified, and some were even frantically asking if Kyushu had gone mad.

But soon, some people calmed down.

These people stared at the announcement on the screen and remained silent for a long time.

Then, someone posted a comment.

"The bizarre resurgence was inevitable."

"There's no escaping it."

"If that's the case, why can't Yang Jian come back first?"

"At least, he's still here."

As soon as this sentence was posted, countless replies followed.

"Yes, at least he's still here."

"In this day and age, no one can completely suppress those things, so we might as well place our hopes on the strongest."

"If even Yang Jian can't do it, then no one can."

Suddenly, the wind direction changed.

The initial panic quickly gave way to an almost fanatical belief.

Many people suddenly realized something.

What they fear is not a strange resurgence.

What they fear is that, faced with this bizarre resurgence, there is not a glimmer of hope left.

And now, Yang Jian is coming back.

Even if it means a greater disaster, it at least means that there are still people in Kyushu standing at the forefront.

Not dead yet.

It's not completely over yet.

This announcement has been seen all over the world.

Western countries.

Island country.

Southeast Asia.

South America.

High-level officials from almost all countries convened emergency meetings immediately.

Many people's first reaction upon seeing the news was not to question it, but to be speechless.

Because they had heard the name Yang Jian far too many times.

Every time this name appears, it signifies a new upheaval.

This time, however, it was he who was going to return to reality himself.

"Has Kyushu gone mad?"

"They are dragging the entire human world into the abyss of the supernatural era."

"Is that person really coming back?"

"Once he returns, the entire world's strangeness may lose its balance."

"This is not just the return of one person; it is a clash of eras."

Many people felt a chill in their hearts.

But many more people have already begun making preparations quietly.

Because they know it.

Now is not the time to discuss right or wrong.

It's time to discuss how to survive.

Since Kyushu dared to release this news, it means that they no longer intend to delay any longer.

The reactions from high-level officials in different countries varied.

Some fears.

Some were angry.

Some were even secretly praying that the storm three days later wouldn't actually hit them.

But this wishful thinking was quickly shattered by reality.

Because Kyushu has already started taking action.

Donghai City.

This area is one of the most sensitive areas.

Nowadays, the city is filled with a sense of oppression.

There were noticeably more people patrolling the streets than usual.

Some key areas have been forcibly designated as security zones.

Temporary shelters were erected one after another.

school.

stadium.

Underground Parking Lot.

Even some previously abandoned buildings were quickly cleared out and transformed into temporary shelters.

Everyone is busy.

No one dared to stop.

Because everyone knows that the moment three days from now will not be as simple as "Yang Jian is back".

That would be a bizarre tide that sweeps across the entire world.

Whoever survives will see the sun rise again.

On the other side of Donghai City.

Luo Qian, who had taken over Zhou Heng's body, was slowly walking down the street.

He was dressed in ordinary clothes.

His expression was calm.

But those eyes held a deep-seated, suppressed coldness.

He looked up at the announcement on the big screen and stopped in his tracks.

On the screen, the two characters "Yang Jian" were particularly glaring.

Luo Qian stared at those words for a long time.

Finally, he frowned slightly.

"Is the god who was conceived about to descend?"

He muttered to himself.

There was little surprise in his tone, but rather a silence that he had already anticipated.

Zhang Dong still couldn't stop him.

That's normal, though.

Zhang Dong is now nothing more than a mindless walking corpse.

In that state, how could he possibly stop Yang Jian?

Thinking of this, Luo Qian's expression grew even colder.

He doesn't like this kind of variable.

Because of the variables, plans are often disrupted.

What he is about to do allows no room for error.

"It seems we need to hurry."

"If we delay any longer, it will be too late when he comes back."

Luo Qian stood on the street corner, quietly watching the news on the screen, a cold smile slowly curving his lips.

He turned and left.

The pace was slow.

But every step he took felt like stepping on some unseen shadow.

at the same time.

Within Kyushu, preparations for the strange resurgence have entered their final stage.

The safety zones were constructed in a decentralized manner.

This is not to completely prevent the strange occurrences from happening.

That's no longer realistic.

This is to cut off the spread as soon as possible and reduce losses.

If any abnormality occurs in a certain area, the surrounding residents will be immediately evacuated.

Once a vengeful spirit takes shape, a dedicated force will quickly suppress it.

They knew it very well.

Three days later, what was truly terrifying was not a single ghost, but the entire area of ​​supernatural phenomena that had been suppressed for too long.

That will not be a localized loss of control.

Instead, it was completely out of control.

Therefore, we must prepare for the worst.

Every second must be raced.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

For the past three days, the whole world has been on edge.

Some people can't sleep.

Some people kept calling their relatives.

Someone sat in front of the TV, refreshing the latest news again and again.

Within Kyushu, everyone knows this.

The real showdown is fast approaching.

Qin Taotao stood outside a sealed-off area, gazing at the enormous golden sealing cabinet in front of her, remaining silent for a long time.

This place is sealed with ghost paintings.

Li Yao was also sealed off.

The surface of the gold cabinet was covered with layers of sealing patterns, and there was also a special supernatural restriction on the outside.

Even so, standing in front of it, one can still feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was as if something was slowly waking up through that layer of gold.

Qin Taotao looked at the cabinet with a complicated expression.

She already knows too much.

Yang Jian is coming back.

Three days later, a hundred ghosts appeared.

The real world is about to undergo unprecedented upheavals.

This is not a joke.

This is a fact that is about to happen.

Standing there, looking at the golden cabinet sealed with the ghost paintings, she suddenly felt an extremely heavy feeling in her heart.

She didn't realize she was asking someone else.

I'm still asking myself that question.

After a long silence, she spoke softly.

"you say."

"Can we survive this calamity?"

Her voice was very soft.

So light it could almost be blown away by the wind.

But being in this locked-down area made people feel inexplicably more depressed.

No one answered her.

Only the distant siren lights flickered silently red.

It's like a reminder to everyone.

That real storm is not far off.