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

The cold, calm words, "Let's keep going," exploded like a thunderclap in Su Qiaoqiao's chaotic mind.

She jolted awake, her unfocused pupils refocusing, and saw the figure already walking into the darkness ahead.

He...he's not dead?

Where's the ghost?

What about that terrifying, invincible demon servant?

Su Qiaoqiao's mind was still a complete mess; she couldn't understand what had happened in those few short seconds.

a second before.

It was a deadly predicament, a darkness that devoured everything, and a deadly claw.

The next second.

The lights came back on, the world returned to normal, and the ghost... vanished into thin air.

It was as if it had never existed.

Only the lingering stench and resentment in the air, and her heart pounding so hard it nearly stopped from beating, reminded her that it wasn't a hallucination.

"oh oh!"

Su Qiaoqiao responded subconsciously.

There was no time to think about it.

He scrambled to his feet from the cold ground, almost running, and staggered to catch up with Yang Jian.

She dared not be alone anymore.

This man.

Although he seemed cold and aloof, it was he who had just stood in front of him.

just now.

Only by sticking close to him can we have a chance to survive!

The two figures, one after the other, quickly disappeared into the dark room behind the door, leaving only the crisp, monotonous sound of their footsteps echoing in the deathly silent corridor.

……

The real world.

Kyushu, the Heavenly Secrets Operations Command Center.

The moment the live broadcast screen went from complete darkness to being illuminated again, the entire command center erupted in a chorus of gasps and commotion.

"It's back! The picture is back!"

"Where are they? Where are the players? How are they?"

"Quick! Zoom in! Analyze the situation!"

Orders were issued swiftly, and all staff members sprang into action as quickly as possible.

soon.

The processed high-definition images were projected onto the huge screen in the center of the command room.

On the screen.

Yang Jian was unharmed, and his clothes were not even wrinkled.

Although Su Qiaoqiao was slumped on the ground, her face pale and she looked like she was still in shock, she was also unharmed.

And that terrifying demon slave that was supposed to tear them to pieces...

Disappeared.

It has completely disappeared.

"What happened?"

A middle-aged expert in charge of data analysis, wearing wire-rimmed glasses and looking quite refined, stared intently at the screen, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, his tone filled with disbelief.

"Based on our previous model simulations, once the Ghost Slave goes into a full-blown rage and begins to form the nascent 'Ghost Realm,' the player's survival rate... is zero!"

"Absolute zero!"

"Why...why are they still alive? Where is that ghost servant?"

His question was also the question in the minds of everyone present.

After a brief commotion, the entire command center fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone was looking at the screen.

Watching Yang Jian calmly walk towards the next room, my mind went blank.

They saw it all very clearly.

They saw the ghost servant violently pounce on the two of them, they saw Yang Jian step forward to block it, and they also saw the darkness representing death and despair instantly engulf everything.

As everyone predicted.

The next second, they should have heard the two screams and seen the notification that the live stream had been shut down due to the players' deaths.

But the result...

As it turned out, Yang Jian and Su Qiaoqiao were alive and well, but the arrogant ghost servant had disappeared without a trace.

This makes absolutely no sense!

This completely overturned their understanding of the game "Survival in the Bizarre"!

"Could it be... that the ghost servant's killing rules aren't based on direct physical attacks?"

A young analyst boldly offered his own speculation.

"Perhaps its attack was merely intended to instill extreme fear?"

"Does the true rule of certain death only trigger when fear reaches a certain threshold?"

"And that Yang Jian... he didn't show any fear, so... the ghost slave's rule check failed, and he automatically withdrew?"

This guess seems to make some sense.

Immediately, someone echoed:

"That's possible!"

"We analyzed this before; Yang Jian's mental fortitude is exceptionally strong!"

"From the moment he entered the game, he didn't show any extra emotions!"

"Perhaps, he really did withstand the 'fear judgment' of the ghost slave!"

"But how do you explain that darkness?"

That was clearly a power similar to a 'ghost realm'!

Once this power is unleashed, it should cause indiscriminate erosion. Why was Yang Jian exempt?

"And Su Qiaoqiao!"

"She was clearly terrified; her fear was off the charts!"

"Logically speaking, she should have died without a doubt!"

"But why did she survive?"

New problems.

The spark of thought that had just ignited was instantly extinguished.

Discussions, debates, and all sorts of speculations filled the command room.

They mobilized their top think tank, accessing all the top-secret information about "ghosts," trying to find even the slightest clue that could explain what was happening before their eyes.

But in the end, they gained nothing.

a long time.

The old man, who had remained silent until now, slowly spoke, his voice steady and powerful:

"Stop the pointless arguments."

"All existing intelligence and theories cannot explain the phenomena that occurred to Yang Jian."

"From now on, all intelligence concerning Yang Jian will be classified as the highest level 'S-class' secret."

"All analytical models must be scrapped and rebuilt from scratch!"

"Our previous prediction was wrong, terribly wrong."

The old man's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's. He scanned the crowd and finally fixed his eyes on the young man's back on the screen.

"This Yang Jian, he is hiding a secret that we cannot imagine."

"All we can do now is keep watching. See...how far he can go in this survival game!"

The old man's words.

This restored order to the entire Sky Secrets Operations Room.

But the turmoil that surged in everyone's hearts could not be calmed for a long time.

This was a terrifying struggle for survival that was initially thought to be a certain death.

It seems that the appearance of one person completely deviated from everyone's expectations.

It is advancing wildly in an inconceivable, even subversive, direction!

……

at the same time.

The land of cherry blossoms, far across the ocean.

Special Incident Response Headquarters.

The atmosphere here was far less somber than in Kyushu; instead, it was filled with restlessness and irritation.

on the screen.

The same live stream of Yang Jian was also playing.

"Baka! How could this happen?!"

A middle-aged man in a suit with slicked-back hair, seeing Yang Jian unharmed, was so angry that he smashed his teacup on the ground.

"Why! Why are they still alive?!"