Those who reincarnate must die.

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The institute's basement is quite spacious; even with researchers, a group of over forty people standing in the lobby didn't feel crowded at all. (Google search reading)

"Isn't this place a bit too empty?" Ning Chengyu took a few steps, slung his long sword over his shoulder, and said, "It's just a round hall, almost completely empty..."

"This used to be the reception hall of the underground research institute," Dr. Bard explained. "Corresponding to the ground floor, this place also had a reception desk, a large screen, a rest area, a coffee machine, and other facilities..."

As he spoke, Dr. Bard walked around the hall, a puzzled look on his face. "But now everything has been demolished, and there's not much dust here. It seems like it was cleaned recently. Is this something a monster would do?"

The reincarnators also found it strange. In their minds, a long-abandoned underground research institute should be dark, dilapidated, and full of monsters. But this place was not only clean and tidy, but the power system was also in good working order. The chandeliers on the ceiling emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the hall brightly, as if someone had been maintaining it all along.

"It's not just monsters hiding here," Zhang Lang added, having received prior intelligence: "There are also ghosts."

"Ghosts?" The reincarnators all looked puzzled. The mission description didn't mention this. Kang Hai even mocked, "This is a science fiction world, not a supernatural world. Ghosts? ...Should I ask two Taoist priests to exorcise them?"

Zhang Lang completely ignored him, but Dr. Bard's eyes lit up: "What you're talking about, could it be...?"

Zhang Lang nodded: "The plan you failed to complete back then has been accomplished by the original virus."

"The original virus? Has it awakened its rationality?" Dr. Bard was shocked, a look of fear on his face.

The reincarnators were completely bewildered. Seeing Zhang Lang's sparing use of words, they all looked at Dr. Bard: "Doctor, what exactly is going on?"

Dr. Bard shook his head and sighed, "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. The real purpose of our research back then wasn't to eliminate the virus, but to use it to stimulate the potential of the human body and create biological weapons with superhuman strength and enough intelligence to obediently follow orders. This project was called Project Ghost."

Ning Chengyu raised an eyebrow: "Can't viruses only create zombies and monsters?"

"Not entirely..." Dr. Bard shook his head: "Although most organisms develop irreversible and terrible lesions after being infected with the virus, there are still a few individuals that have shown strong resistance to the virus. These immune bodies are the important experimental materials for Project Ghost."

At this point, he looked remorseful: "In order to complete the plan, we conducted many excessive experiments on those immunotherapies, even..."

Dr. Bard turned his head away and couldn't continue.

"At least they're still alive..." Zhang Lang walked over. "If you feel guilty, then complete the mission properly and save everyone!"

"What did you say?" Dr. Bard's eyes widened suddenly, staring at Zhang Lang in disbelief. "You said someone is still alive?"

Zhang Lang was slightly taken aback: "Those immune cells, they eventually escaped from the lab and even established a base here, surviving to this day. That map of mine was given to me by them."

"That's impossible!" Dr. Bard shouted in denial, then, as if possessed, rushed forward and grabbed Zhang Lang's arm, asking in a trembling voice, "What kind of people were the survivors you saw? Do you know their names?"

Zhang Lang frowned, not quite understanding why Dr. Bard was so agitated, and honestly replied, "The leader is called Sasha, a beautiful blonde girl, there's also a boy named Jess, and a middle-aged man named Bobby with a mohawk..."

Zhang Lang gave only a few examples, and Dr. Bard's face turned ashen, his legs went weak, and he probably would have collapsed to the ground if Kang Hai hadn't supported him from behind.

"What's wrong?" Ning Chengyu walked over and asked with a frown.

Dr. Bard pointed a trembling finger at Zhang Lang: "The people he just mentioned were our former test subjects, but they...they..."

"They all died in the experiments!"

"Dead?!" Zhang Lang's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Are you sure?"

Dr. Bard nodded: "Of course I'm sure!"

"Although I was no longer in charge of the later experiments, I was still at the research institute and I saw the final research report... Just a week before the virus leak, the report clearly stated that due to the failure of the experiment, all the immune cells in the institute were confirmed dead!"

"Just a report?" Zhang Lang still didn't believe it. After all, just a few hours ago, he had personally witnessed dozens of living immune survivors, and Sasha and Jess had even come out with him to collect supplies!

"I...I've even seen what they looked like after they died..." Dr. Bard hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

"Were the bodies cremated?" Zhang Lang still held onto hope, pressing for details, "Could they have faked their deaths?"

"Mr. Hunter, please trust our professionalism!" Zhang Lang's repeated questioning displeased Bard: "Fake death in a research institute full of top doctors, biologists, and virologists? Unless they have magic!"

Magic is nothing unusual at the altar, but Zhang Lang wasn't foolish enough to discuss this with a native from a science fiction world.

"What you saw might have been a ghost?" Kang Hai leaned closer. "Even though this is a science fiction world, you can't guarantee that people won't become ghosts after they die!"

"Mr. Kang!" When the topic of pseudoscience was brought up, Dr. Bard insisted with particular certainty: "There are no ghosts in this world!"

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't exist!" Kang Hai retorted, "Just because you've learned a little doesn't mean you know everything. I despise the arrogance of you so-called experts!"

"Who are you calling arrogant?" Dr. Bard's beard bristled with anger. "Don't you understand science? Don't you understand logic?"

"What? Is science always right? I only believe what I see, I only believe in evidence!" Kang Hai said confidently, "You say there are no ghosts? Show me the evidence!"

"How can you prove something doesn't exist?" Dr. Bard nearly jumped up. "Proving something exists doesn't mean you can't prove it doesn't exist. If you say it exists, you should provide the evidence!"

Seeing that the old scholar was about to fight with an illiterate man, many reincarnators rushed to break it up and dissuade him. Ning Chengyu was even more excited: "Survivors who have become ghosts? This hidden quest is too interesting. After I finish the main quest, I must go there and check it out!"

Only Zhang Lang was certain that what he saw was not a ghost.

Because he had come into contact with these survivors, none of whom were ghosts; they could touch his body and still survive!