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

Countless praises and accolades.

They surged toward Jack and his companions like a tidal wave.

They were portrayed as heroes who broke the rules and dared to challenge authority.

On the other side...

The live stream room in Kyushu was completely silent.

Everyone stared intently at Qin Taotao and the others on the screen, who were still hesitating in the same spot, their hearts filled with unease and anxiety.

Is it...

Was this a genuine misjudgment?

In the eerie dungeon.

Jack suppressed his excitement.

He took a deep breath and took out the envelope with the strange post office mark from his pocket.

"Everyone, our chance has come!"

He announced loudly, "The mission is to deliver the letter to the person lying in the coffin."

"Now, let's open it!"

"good!"

Everyone echoed in agreement.

They were all eager to fight, their faces beaming with the joy of victory.

They all stepped forward together.

He placed his hand on the cold, heavy coffin lid.

"One, two, three, go!"

At Jack's command, more than a dozen people exerted their strength simultaneously.

"Crunch...squeak...creak..."

A sickening scraping sound rang out, and the heavy coffin lid was slowly pushed open a crack by their combined efforts.

A smell mixed with dust and some strange fragrance wafted out of the coffin.

There was no stench of decay as I had imagined.

Although everyone felt a little strange, they didn't have time to think about it at the moment.

They continued to exert force.

The entire coffin lid was pushed aside.

"Clang!"

The coffin lid slammed to the ground with a dull thud.

Everyone eagerly crowded forward, craning their necks to look into the coffin.

However, it was just that one glance.

The smiles on the faces of the dozen or so people who were still immersed in ecstasy just a second ago instantly froze, and their pupils contracted to their maximum size!

Their bodies.

As if frozen in place by a spell, they stood motionless.

A chill, even more piercing than seeing a vengeful ghost, surged wildly from their tailbone to their brains!

shocked.

They were completely dumbfounded.

Because inside that pitch-black coffin.

Lying down.

It wasn't the skeleton, zombie, or any form of dead person they imagined at all.

But it was... a living person!

A man dressed in a simple long robe, with a peaceful expression, as if he had simply fallen asleep!

His eyes were closed, and his face was rosy.

even……

Even his chest was rising and falling rhythmically with his even breathing!

Live!

There was a living person lying in the coffin!

What... what exactly is going on?

The mission is to deliver a message to "the person lying in the coffin," but... but the person inside is alive!

How could a mission in a bizarre world be so simple?

This doesn't make sense!

This completely overturned their understanding!

The ecstasy and excitement of the previous second have now turned into endless confusion and...fear.

They looked at the man who was "sleeping" in the coffin.

I felt a chill run from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head, as if all the blood in my body was about to freeze.

The scene before us only illustrates one situation.

That is……

The vengeful spirits in this instance have not yet appeared.

Or.

They targeted the wrong target from the very beginning!

This moment.

Jack and the dozen or so players around him were all dumbfounded.

My mind went completely blank.

The ecstasy and triumph on their faces were like the surface of a frozen lake, cracking inch by inch in an instant, leaving only endless coldness and bewilderment.

The person in the coffin... is alive!

Where is the ghost they're looking for?

Who should that crucial letter be delivered to?

This idea.

It was like an invisible hand gripping their throats, making it impossible for them to breathe.

One second they were in heaven.

This very second.

But it felt as if they had fallen into an even deeper hell.

They went to great lengths, betrayed the group, took enormous risks, thinking they had found a shortcut, but in the end…

The result was that it only opened a more bizarre and incomprehensible Pandora's box!

The vengeful ghost has not yet appeared.

This sentence.

It was more terrifying than the howl of any vengeful ghost.

Because it represents the unknown, and it means that all their previous judgments were wrong!

The cost of taking the wrong path.

In the eerie world, there is often only one word.

dead!

It wasn't just them who didn't understand.

The real world.

Viewers in various live streaming rooms were also filled with great confusion and shock.

Bullet comments.

After a brief silence, it exploded instantly!

"Holy crap! What's going on?"

"A living person is lying in a coffin? Is this instance playing a joke on us?"

"Something's not right! This is definitely a trap!"

"Jack and the others have been tricked! The real ghost isn't here at all!"

"I've found it strange for a while now; there's no way we could find the mission target so easily!"

"Well, that's great, they've released some living person whose identity we don't even know!"

"It's over, it's completely over. I feel like this group is going to be wiped out."

"They thought they were heroes, but they turned out to be clowns!"

"Where is the real ghost?"

"Qin Taotao is still trapped, and Jack's situation is just a decoy. The waters in Huanggang Village are really too deep!"

Just as Jack and the others were at a loss, consumed by immense fear and regret.

An unexpected change occurred!

The thick fog that had enveloped the village, separating them from Qin Taotao and the others, vanished without warning at this moment…

They dispersed.

It was as if it had been wiped away instantly by an invisible hand.

The dilapidated houses, the crooked and withered trees, and the desolate outline of the village in the distance were all clearly visible to them.

however.

This sudden "Qingming" did not bring them any sense of security whatsoever.

Instead, an even more biting chill crept up from the depths of my heart!

because.

As the fog dissipated, so too did that faint, eerie power.

The entire Huanggang Village seemed to come alive.

"call--"

A cold wind blew in from who knows where.

It swirls up fallen leaves and dust, making a "rustling" sound.

This wind.

It carried a stench like rotting corpses, and a chilling cold that seeped into the very bones.

Jack and the others shuddered and instinctively shivered.

They suddenly looked up, in the direction the wind was blowing.

The next second /

Everyone's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints!

They could see at the end of the village road not far ahead, right at the edge of the mist that had just dissipated.

A figure.

With stiff, fixed steps, it slowly walked towards them, one step at a time.

It was a figure dressed in old-fashioned official robes.