Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 104 Experiment
Before that ghost messenger's dead body carrier was made into a fake coffin nail, it was already a special carrier that had fused with three ghosts, and was not an ordinary ghost servant.

Perhaps the system can be controlled to steal some ghostly or supernatural information.

After mastering more film and television ghosts and achieving a higher level of supernatural power and terror, I will then completely suppress and control the ghost messengers and ghost realm.

With the presence of a ghost in the film and television industry, the ghost messenger is a decent option for him, but not a necessary one.

Wang Liang stroked his chin, pondering these matters, and half a minute later, Yang Jian opened the coffin in shock.

"This coffin can turn people into ghosts! Moreover, that ferocious ghost is coming soon. It's a conceptual ghost! To be precise, this village and this ghost realm are the real ghosts. The ferocious ghost outside is just a vessel. Without imprisoning the entire village, it's impossible to imprison this ghost!"

Wang Liang came to his senses, turned to Yang Jian and nodded, saying, "It seems you understand. That's right, this ghost can only be suppressed by a stronger ghost domain that can subdue the entire village. Neither you nor I can do that right now."

Yang Jian's expression was grim: "Then there's only one way left: let it return to its coffin to resolve this. If we leave directly, it will return to its coffin. If we stay, we'll just be endlessly wasting our time with it. As for the containers, there are as many as we need; we simply can't contain it."

At this point, Yang Jian's face grew increasingly grim, and he gritted his teeth, saying:
"This coffin can nurture this ghost. If we let it go back into the coffin, it will probably become even more terrifying. But we can't keep dealing with it here and restrict its growth with our freedom. Never mind, we can't worry about that now, let it go back into the coffin!"

Wang Liang nodded: "Letting it return to the coffin will indeed make this ghost even more terrifying, which is a bad thing. But there is a way to solve it, which is to attract a ghost with a stronger ghost domain to forcibly suppress this ghost's ghost domain, and then find an opportunity to take the ghost coffin and escape, leaving this fierce ghost in the ghost domain of another ghost."

"A ghost fighting another ghost? Only an S-rank vengeful ghost could possibly deal with this one," Yang Jian said, his mind filled with hesitation.

Wang Liang said, "Yes, an S-level vengeful ghost called Ghost Painting can do this, but it's very difficult to lure this vengeful ghost to Ghost Painting or to Ghost Painting itself."

Moreover, if anything goes wrong in the middle, we will not only face the risk of being attacked by an S-class vengeful ghost, but we will also attract strong public criticism both domestically and internationally, making us a public enemy.

“It seems this won’t work. We absolutely cannot be the ones to summon the ghost,” Yang Jian said, frowning.

Wang Liang said, "Indeed, it's not possible, at least not now. So another way is to just give the ghost back to the coffin to a smart person."

A wise person wouldn't let it fester peacefully, nor would they act recklessly. Even if something really goes wrong, they can take the initiative to summon a stronger ghost to restrain it, and the responsibility of summoning the ghost won't fall on us.

This demon is something no one in this era can truly deal with; they can only limit it. So all we need to do is seize opportunities during this process, obtain the benefits we need, and accelerate our own growth.

Many problems that seem unsolvable now may be minor issues in the future; we need to race against time.

“A smart person? Who?” Yang Jian asked.

“Wang Xiaoming, from headquarters, is the one who actually modified the Huanggang Village files. He’s a smart guy. The company that gave you the task is just a puppet in the open,” Wang Liang said.

"Bruce Pi? So it was him." Yang Jian's face was gloomy, still resentful about the alteration of the file.

"Because of your threatening phone call, he and the people from that company will be waiting outside Huanggang Village. Although the harm caused by this matter may only be classified as level C or B at present, the value of this coffin is not at that level, and it is not even comparable to level A ghosts."

"You're not familiar with the resources at headquarters, so they might just give you a red ghost candle and call you a day. If you're comfortable with that, I'll talk to them then. As for your business with that company, you'll have to handle that yourself," Wang Liang said.

“Alright, since you saved me, Teacher Wang, then you can do it. But make sure they pay a good price. And what about Ghost Candle?” Yang Jian said.

"That's it. It's here!"

Wang Liang, who was talking to Yang Jian, suddenly stopped talking, turned his head and looked towards the direction outside the mourning hall, his eyes solemn.

Looking through the gate, one can see that the village, which had just returned to brightness, is now gradually darkening again. The darkness is spreading rapidly, as if foreshadowing something terrible is about to happen.

The sound of heavy, slow footsteps approached.

A handsome man with a pale face emerged from the darkness and stopped at the entrance of the mourning hall. He stood there stiffly, motionless, his gaze filled with an eerie stillness as he silently looked at Wang Liang and Yang Jian beside the ghost coffin. He was a ghost messenger, or rather, the vessel of a ghost messenger.

The handsome appearance does not belong to any one real person; it is a combination of the appearances of countless people, and it is the most perfect appearance in the eyes of the ghost messengers.

The ghost messengers came to the mourning hall because the ghost coffin and the living person were there.

However, it did not continue forward because the combined number of vengeful spirits of Wang Liang and Yang Jian was greater than the number suppressed by the ghost messengers.

"Shall we move aside and let it in?" Yang Jian asked, his eyes fixed on the ghost outside the door.

"Wait a minute, this won't be our last contact with it. I need to try to confirm a few things this time," Wang Liang said.

After saying that, Wang Liang touched the coffin nails hidden in his coat, wanting to test whether the coffin nails could directly nail down the ghost messengers with three suppression slots, destroy the vessel, and directly restart it.

If he succeeds, then even if he is alone when facing ghost messengers in the future, he doesn't need to worry too much.

As for nailing them to death or imprisoning them, that's definitely not an option. They are currently inside the bodies of the real ghost messengers, within the entire ghost realm outside.

However, Wang Liang stopped just as he was about to take out the coffin nails.

No, you absolutely must not use coffin nails for testing.

He realized something: in the original plot, Li Jun used the fake coffin nails made by Wang Xiaoming to nail the ghost messengers who could only attack ordinary people and didn't even have a single quota for suppression. As a result, he gave away the fake coffin nails and gave away three ghost messenger quotas for free.

Although the pressing effect of fake coffin nails cannot compare with that of real coffin nails, what fake nails cannot nail, real nails may not be unable to nail.

However, there's no need to risk using coffin nails. Coffin nails were actually made by a terrifying ghost, and if given to the ghost messenger, the consequences of failure would be unbearable. Coffin nails should only be used as a last resort.

Wang Liang abandoned the use of coffin nails and instead used the supernatural powers within his body to verify several other speculations he had made when he arrived, preparing for deeper contact in the future.

Wang Liang unleashed Sadako's curse at the person at the entrance of the mourning hall, targeting their eyes.

However, they encountered the same situation as the Slit-Mouthed Woman, or even worse.

Sadako's curse spread and was released onto the ghost messengers.

However, the ghost messenger's eyes did not even form an image of Sadako; they still reflected Wang Liang's own figure, let alone allow Sadako to invade.

Wang Liang immediately shifted his target, spreading the curse to the surrounding glass.

A chilly wind suddenly blew through the mourning hall, causing the curtains by the windows to sway. The image of a female ghost with black hair covering her face was reflected in each window.

Four derivative Sadako figures crawled out from the surrounding glass and invaded reality.

He stretched out his hands, and the sharp, blackened nails on his fingers suddenly lengthened, stabbing straight at the ghost messengers at the entrance of the mourning hall.

However, the ghost fingernail shattered the moment it touched the ghost messenger, and this shattering trend even spread to the four derivative Sadakos at the end, causing them to also turn to ashes and disappear.

Seeing this, Wang Liang's heart sank, and he thought to himself:
As expected, even though the derivative Sadako could rival a regular vengeful ghost, she couldn't even occupy a single suppression slot with the ghost messengers, or rather, she couldn't offset the slot for long. She would shatter at the slightest touch, and the slot would be restored as soon as it was used up.

Four Sadako's had already exceeded the number of demons the guards could suppress, but they were instantly annihilated. It seems that no matter how many there were, it wouldn't matter; real vengeful ghosts were needed to offset the suppression quota, because ghosts cannot be killed.

(End of this chapter)