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

Sudden.

A heart-wrenching cry echoed from the end of the corridor.

The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it could drill directly into a person's brain.

Tanaka Ichiro's expression changed.

"Another ghost?"

His first reaction was to leave.

He is in extremely poor condition right now.

The vengeful spirit within him could resurface at any moment, and he really didn't want to engage in any more unnecessary conflict.

however.

Before he could turn around, his body suddenly froze.

His legs seemed to no longer belong to him, and he actually started taking steps on his own.

One step, two steps.

He was horrified to find himself walking in the direction from which the sound was coming.

"What's going on? Move! Stop right there!"

Tanaka Ichiro screamed inwardly, trying to regain control of his body.

But he discovered...

My will became extremely weak at this moment.

This is one of the ghost baby's abilities—triggered by crying.

Anyone who hears this eerie crying sound will be locked onto by the ghostly domain of the infant ghost, and their body will uncontrollably move closer to the source of the sound.

Tanaka Ichiro walked stiffly through the long corridor like a marionette.

The surrounding environment began to change.

The once-clean walls have become mottled and dilapidated, with large patches of plaster peeling off, revealing the blackened bricks underneath.

The floor tiles cracked, and a dark red liquid seeped out.

The air became extremely viscous, and every breath felt like needles were pricking my lungs.

He was led to the door of a room.

The sign on the door reads: Anatomy Room.

The door was ajar.

The mournful cries came from inside.

Tanaka Ichiro's hand slowly reached for the doorknob.

He wanted to refuse; he wanted to scream.

But his body faithfully carried out some strange commands.

"Crunch—"

The door opened.

The sight in the room made Tanaka Ichiro's pupils shrink sharply.

This dissection room is enormous.

The surrounding area was filled with glass jars containing soaking organs.

On a metal operating table in the center of the room, a corpse lay silently.

He was a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a strange black trench coat, and although he had been dead for a long time, he still exuded a chilling aura.

What's most terrifying is...

The man's chest was completely ripped open.

The flesh rolled outwards.

The internal organs inside had disappeared, replaced by an empty cavity.

At the edge of that empty chest cavity, there were still some bluish-black scratch marks.

Obvious.

That ghost just now crawled out of this person's body.

Seeing this scene.

The viewers in the live stream were completely speechless.

"This...this man, is he also a ghost tamer?"

"Judging from his clothes and his aura, there's no mistake!"

"A demon tamer, just like that, died here? And the demon inside him even escaped?"

Shocked.

An unparalleled and breathtaking experience.

In the audience's perception, ghost tamers are beings who are superior to ordinary people.

But now.

They witnessed the gruesome death of a demon tamer.

"So... even demon tamers can die such a tragic death."

"Is this the price of a bizarre resurgence? Even in death, the corpse is used by the ghost within?"

The comments section was filled with fear and sorrow.

Tanaka Ichiro was also extremely shocked at this moment.

He looked at the corpse and it was as if he saw himself in the near future.

This fear from the depths of his soul instantly accelerated the process of the vengeful ghost resurrecting within him.

He sensed it.

The severed finger had begun to churn within his bone marrow.

"No... I can't die here!"

That intense survival instinct finally allowed him to regain some control of his body.

He bit his tongue hard, using the excruciating pain to stimulate his nerves.

The veins on his right hand bulged as he gripped the doorframe tightly, trying to pull himself out.

however.

The chilling atmosphere inside the dissection room instantly intensified.

A dark blue-green shadow slowly crawled out from under the operating table.

That was an even more terrifying being than the little devils we'd encountered before.

It has no eyes.

There was only a large mouth covered with tiny teeth.

With its arrival, the entire dissection room was shrouded in a thick, bluish-gray haze.

Ghostland!

Tanaka Ichiro felt his life force being rapidly drained away.

The vengeful spirit power within him is being forcibly suppressed by this ghostly realm, and is even being stripped away by some kind of force.

"Get out of here!!!"

Tanaka Ichiro let out a roar that sounded inhuman.

He knew this was a matter of life and death.

He no longer holds back.

He frantically activated the power of the severed finger within his body.

His entire right arm turned pitch black in an instant, and even began to emit a putrid stench.

An extremely terrifying and chilling power erupted from his body.

He pinched the void hard.

"A ghost is pinching people!"

The dark blue ghost infant let out a miserable scream, and its originally solid body instantly became somewhat illusory.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when a crack appeared in the Ghost Realm.

Tanaka Ichiro practically tumbled and crawled out of the dissection room.

He stumbled and ran down the corridor, the gloom following him like a shadow.

He could sense it.

Death was blowing on the back of his head.

He ran wildly down the corridor, smashing countless carts and instruments.

Every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

The vengeful spirit within him was already wreaking havoc; if he didn't escape this place soon, he would truly resurrect on the spot.

"Open it... for me!"

He launched a final, powerful strike towards the stairwell leading downstairs.

boom!

The eerie barrier that had been blocking him was torn apart.

Tanaka Ichiro jumped directly from the second floor and landed heavily on the floor of the lobby.

Ignoring his broken bones and excruciating pain, he struggled to crawl toward the hospital gate.

When he finally broke through that eerie sunlight and returned to the gray haze of Changshi.

He was no longer recognizable as a human.

He lay in the middle of the road, breathing in the cold air.

Although it's still dangerous here, it's like paradise compared to that terrifying dissection room we just left.

He survived.

A narrow escape from death.

The viewers in the live stream watched this scene and remained silent for a long time.

Although Ichiro Tanaka was still in a sorry state, this time, no one laughed at him.

In a situation where certain death is certain, they managed to fight their way out.

This man.

It does indeed possess a ruthlessness that borders on the pathological.

And he.

And so, the first step of delivering the message was finally completed.

He glanced at the envelope in his hand.

The bloodstains on the envelope became even redder.

Beneath the bloodstains, a name vaguely appeared.

That was the person he had to find.

"It's not over yet..."

Tanaka Ichiro struggled to his feet, a madness gleaming in his eyes.

"As long as I don't die... I will become stronger."

He dragged his battered body and disappeared once again into the depths of the mist.