The Mysterious Resurrection at the Beginning of Infinite Terror

Chapter 4

Wang Lin's mind raced as he watched the headquarters personnel rapidly surrounding him.

In the original story, Yang Jian was given special attention and recruited by headquarters after this incident. What kind of reaction will this "extra" variable, Yang Jian, trigger? Especially since he "knew too much" just now.

"Everyone stay put and submit to inspection!" The cold-faced middle-aged man—whose name tag read "Zhao Jianguo"—speaks with an unquestionable tone. The team members quickly dispersed; some began checking the survivors' physical condition, others used devices resembling detectors to scan the surrounding environment, and several armed men subtly blocked all escape routes, their professionalism and menacing presence palpable.

"You, and you too." Zhao Jianguo's gaze shifted between Wang Lin and Yang Jian. "Explain the situation. You weren't the only ones who survived the Ghost Realm, but your condition... is the most unusual."

He took a special look at the thin line on Yang Jian's forehead that was slowly bleeding—the ghost eye had closed, but the residual supernatural power was still obvious.

Yang Jian's lips moved, as if he didn't know where to begin. He subconsciously looked at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and stepped forward, saying, "Sir, we encountered a paranormal event. An old man who knocks on doors kills people with the sound of his knocking. We used the recording to fight back, found a loophole in the pattern, and managed to escape. During the escape, Yang Jian was corrupted by paranormal forces, and an abnormality appeared on his forehead, but he is conscious and not aggressive."

This explanation is half true and half false, explaining the basic situation while concealing key information—such as the parchment, Wang Lin's "precognition," and whether Yang Jian acquired the Ghost Eye actively or passively.

Zhao Jianguo narrowed his eyes: "Recording to retaliate? Finding a pattern? You're high school students, not professional ghost controllers. How do you know these things?"

"Because someone told us," Wang Lin said without changing his expression. "At the beginning of the incident, a person in charge named Zhou Zheng appeared in our classroom. He wrote down three laws and even risked his life to hold back the ghost, which allowed us to escape. Before he sacrificed himself, he briefly mentioned the basic logic for dealing with paranormal events."

"Zhou Zheng..." Zhao Jianguo's eyes flickered slightly, clearly recognizing the man. He gestured for his team to retrieve the data for verification, while continuing to press, "Then where did you get the recording? The recording of the 'Knocking Ghost,' did you know beforehand that something bad would happen?"

"It was a recording of the old man knocking on the door himself." Wang Lin had already prepared his story. "The situation was too chaotic at the time. A classmate recorded the knocking sound on his phone. We later discovered that playing the recording could temporarily dispel the darkness, so we copied it from each other. It was completely by accident."

"A complete accident..." Zhao Jianguo remained noncommittal, turning his gaze to the other survivors. "Do you have anything to add?"

The students were still shaken, but most nodded instinctively, agreeing with Wang Lin's account. After all, Wang Lin had indeed led them to escape, and Zhou Zheng had indeed sacrificed himself. As for more specific details, such as Wang Lin's prior knowledge of the Ghost Eye Tree, knocking out Fang Jing, and what he said to Yang Jian, many people's memories were blurred in the fear and chaos, and no one wanted any further complications at this critical juncture.

Only the homeroom teacher opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but seeing Wang Lin's calm eyes, he swallowed his words. He recalled Wang Lin's decisiveness and even ruthlessness in the Ghost Realm, and the two corpses... In the end, he simply lowered his head in despair.

Zhao Jianguo carefully observed everyone's expressions, and after a moment, whispered a few words to the team members beside him. The team members nodded and began to arrange for the survivors to board the vehicles in batches and go to the temporary medical point for examination and psychological intervention.

"You two, stay here." Zhao Jianguo called out to Wang Lin and Yang Jian, his tone slightly softened, but still scrutinizing. "Wang Lin, Yang Jian. According to our initial assessment, your performance in the paranormal event was abnormal... or rather, excessively outstanding. Yang Jian, the abnormality on your forehead is a typical sign of paranormal infiltration. How are you feeling right now?"

Yang Jian was silent for a few seconds, then said in a low voice, "I can feel... something inside. But it's very quiet now. I can see some things... things that I can't usually see." He didn't say that his Ghost Eyes could see through the Ghost Realm, only that he "saw something unusual," keeping the key point to himself.

Zhao Jianguo nodded: "That's supernatural power. To be able to survive being corrupted without dying is one in a million. But this power is a curse; using it will corrupt you as well, ultimately leading to your death from the resurrection of a vengeful ghost. Are you willing to join headquarters, accept management and training, learn to control this power, and use it to handle similar incidents?"

Just like in my memory, Wang Lin thought. It was almost inevitable that headquarters would recruit new Ghost Tamers, especially those with exceptional potential like Yang Jian.

Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but looked at Wang Lin instead.

Zhao Jianguo then turned to Wang Lin: "As for you, Wang Lin, your calmness, decisiveness, leadership, and intelligence analysis skills demonstrated in this incident far surpass those of ordinary people. You seem... to know a lot. Can you explain?"

Here it comes. The most crucial test.

Wang Lin met Zhao Jianguo's gaze and slowly said, "I had a dream. A very long and very clear dream. In the dream, there were ghosts, people struggling to survive, and organizations like yours. Many details of the dream have become blurred, but some fragments are very clear—such as those three laws, such as the fact that ghosts cannot be killed, such as the ability of recording to counteract knocking, such as Zhou Zheng's fate, such as... Yang Jian's survival, and his important role in it."

He chose to explain it as a "precognitive dream." This is more acceptable than "time travel" and leaves room for interpretation. In the worldview of mystical revival, supernatural objects or phenomena that foretell the future do not necessarily not exist.

Zhao Jianguo's eyes were sharp as knives: "A dream? What kind of dream could predict things to this extent? Do you know what your words mean?"

"It means I might have some kind of 'potential,' or I might have been influenced by some kind of supernatural phenomenon," Wang Lin said frankly. "But that's the only explanation I can give. Believe it or not, it's up to you to decide. All I know is that Yang Jian, the other classmates, and I all wanted to live. In that dream, I 'saw' that if we didn't cooperate and act decisively, everyone would die. So I did what I could."

He paused, then added, "If headquarters needs it, I'm willing to cooperate with the research. But the condition is that it doesn't endanger my safety or that of my family, and that I'm not used as a guinea pig. Moreover, I suggest you focus your research on Yang Jian; he is the future."

Wang Lin spoke those last words with great seriousness. He had to establish the character of the "precognizer" while simultaneously placing Yang Jian at the center stage—this was the main plot of the original work, and it couldn't be disrupted.

Zhao Jianguo gave Wang Lin a deep look, seemingly assessing the veracity of his words. After a moment, he said, "I will report your situation truthfully. Someone from headquarters will contact you further. Now, go for basic checks and quarantine observation. Don't worry, as long as you don't actively harm society, headquarters is your protector, not your persecutor."

He gestured to his team members to take the two people to the vehicle. They were going in a different vehicle than those for the regular survivors, clearly indicating they were being treated differently.

In the car, Yang Jian finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Wang Lin, the dream you told me about... is it real?"

Wang Lin glanced at the driver and the headquarters staff member in the passenger seat, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Half and half. I know some things, but I can't say everything. Just remember, this thing on your forehead is called the Ghost Eye. It's very powerful, but also dangerous. Use it sparingly, and when you do, pay attention to 'balance.' Also, headquarters can cooperate, but don't trust them completely. You have to walk your own path."

Yang Jian seemed lost in thought. He touched the fine crack on his forehead, where he felt a cold sensation and a faint throbbing.

"And what about you?" Yang Jian asked, "What's next...?"

"Me?" Wang Lin looked out the window at the rapidly receding city lights, a cold, unspoken notification sound echoing in his mind:

[Hidden mission completed: Protect "Ghost Eye" Yang Jian and gain initial attention from headquarters]

[Mission Rewards: 200 reward points, one D-rank side quest]

[Return to the Main God Space now? Option to delay return, maximum stay 24 hours (local time)]

There really was a hidden quest, and the rewards were generous. But...

"I need some time," Wang Lin thought to himself, choosing to postpone his return.

The vehicle entered a heavily guarded base. After a series of tedious checks, disinfection, and questioning, Wang Lin and Yang Jian were placed in adjacent isolation rooms. The rooms were simply furnished but had private bathrooms, so the conditions weren't bad.

A few hours later, someone delivered food and a change of clothes. After a while, Zhao Jianguo reappeared, bringing with him the headquarters' preliminary decision.

"Yang Jian, headquarters is officially inviting you to join the 'International Ghost Tamers Organization, Asia Branch,' codename 'Ghost Eye.' You will receive basic training, enjoy corresponding authority and resources, and will also be required to fulfill obligations to handle paranormal events in your assigned area. This is the contract; you can read it carefully or consult a lawyer—provided by headquarters." Zhao Jianguo handed over a document.

Yang Jie glanced at the offer and quickly flipped through it. The conditions were better than he had imagined: a high allowance, family security, and medical support. His obligation was to handle at least one C-level or lower paranormal event each month, or assist in handling higher-level events. The degree of freedom was not low.

"I'll join." Yang Jian didn't hesitate. Having survived a brush with death, he understood the importance of power and how miserable the fate of a ghost tamer without a powerful backer would be.

Zhao Jianguo nodded and looked at Wang Lin: "Wang Lin, your situation is special. Headquarters is very interested in your 'precognitive dreams,' but cannot verify them. There are currently two options: one, join the headquarters' intelligence analysis department as a civilian employee to assist in the research; two, cooperate as an external consultant, providing consultation when needed, with headquarters paying you remuneration. You can consider it."

Wang Lin had already made up his mind: "I choose the second option, an unofficial consultant. But I have one condition: I need a certain degree of freedom of action, and my family needs covert protection from headquarters—I don't want today's events to involve them."

"Sure," Zhao Jianguo readily agreed. "We've already obtained your family information and will arrange for minimum protection. Here's the consultant agreement; please take a look. Also," he paused, "headquarters hopes you can submit your 'dream' records regularly, any fragments will do, as this will help us analyze paranormal events. Of course, there will be compensation."

"Deal." Wang Lin signed the document. The role of an external consultant was most suitable, allowing him to establish contact with headquarters, obtain certain resources and protection, without being too tightly bound to the organization.

After completing the formalities, Zhao Jianguo left. He still needs to remain in quarantine for another 24 hours, and the quarantine period will end only after it is confirmed that there are no residual supernatural phenomena or risks of infection.

Late at night.

Wang Lin lay on the bed, reviewing the day's events. Changing the fates of seven people, earning 170 + 200 = 370 reward points and a D-level side quest—a good start. But the price was being placed under the headquarters' watchful eye; future actions would inevitably be scrutinized. However, since the mission of the Main God Space was "survival," relying on official power might not be a bad thing.

Just then, I heard a light knocking sound coming from next door.

Wang Lin got up and walked to the wall. The walls of the isolation room were specially made, but there were ventilation holes at the bottom, and sounds could be faintly heard.

"Wang Lin." It was Yang Jian's voice, very low. "Are you asleep?"

"Nothing. What's wrong?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, then someone said, "Thank you."

Wang Lin was taken aback.

"Fang Jing wanted to harm me, but you stopped him. You reminded me about the Ghost Eye. You found the way out." Yang Jian's voice was serious. "Without you, I might already be dead, or turned into something else."

Wang Lin laughed: "It's just mutual help. Without your Ghost Eye, we wouldn't have been able to get out either."

Another silence fell. Then, Yang Jian asked, "You said before that I was the 'future'... So, what happened to me in your 'dream'?"

This is a sensitive issue. Wang Lin thought for a moment, then carefully said, "You've come a long way, met many people, both good and bad. You've struggled, you've been confused, but ultimately... you've become the hope of many. However," he changed his tone, "a dream is just a dream. You have to walk your own path. All I know is that if you stay true to yourself, be wary of what you should be wary of, and seize what you should seize, you can go further than most people."

Yang Jian processed these words, and finally said, "I understand. In the future... if you need any help, you can come to me. As long as it doesn't violate my principles."

"Okay. You too, don't forget to take care of Zhou Zheng's family."

A simple conversation, yet a tacit alliance. In a world mysteriously resurrected, having more reliable friends means having more hope of survival.

The two chatted briefly before going their separate ways to rest. Wang Lin closed his eyes and silently recited in his mind:

"Return to the Main God Space".

Instantly, a dizzying, weightless sensation washed over me, even more intense than when I entered the world. The scene before me distorted, shattered, and then reformed.

When Wang Lin opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the isolation room.

He stood in a vast, empty white hall, boundless in all directions, with only a huge sphere of light floating directly in front of him, radiating a soft and eternal glow.

Lord God.

"Welcome back, Reincarnator Wang Lin." A cold, mechanical voice rang out in his mind, "Initiating the settlement of the novice trial mission..."

A screen of light appeared before my eyes:

【Mission World: Mysterious Revival (Ghost Blows Out the Light Fanfiction Derivative Universe)】

Main Quest: Survive the "Knocking Ghost" incident at Dachang No.1 Middle School (Completed)

[Reward: 100 reward points]

[Change the fate of seven people (bonus reward): 70 reward points]

[Hidden Mission: Protect 'Ghost Eye' Yang Jian and gain initial attention from headquarters (Completed)]

[Reward: 200 reward points, D-rank side quest x1]

[Total: 370 reward points, 1 D-rank side quest]

[This user has been detected as a first-timer on a mission. Personal space is now available.]

[Should I upgrade and exchange now?]

Wang Lin did not immediately choose to exchange. He first looked around and found that apart from the light sphere, the hall was empty.

"What about the other reincarnators?" he asked.

"The mission times of the reincarnators are not synchronized, and their return times are also not synchronized. You can choose to return to your personal space, or wait here for other reincarnators to return. Your personal space is an absolutely safe zone, and you can arrange it freely as you wish (consuming reward points)." the main god replied.

"Back to personal space."

With a thought, Wang Lin appeared in a blank room of about fifty square meters. The walls, floor, and ceiling were all pure white and completely empty.

"Imagine the arrangement..." Wang Lin's thoughts stirred slightly. The room quickly transformed into the studio apartment he rented before his transmigration, complete with a bed, desk, wardrobe, small sofa, and even his favorite posters on the wall. Only the view outside the window was pure white, devoid of any scenery.

"It's alright, it feels a bit like home now." Wang Lin lay down on the bed and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although I only spent less than a day in the mysterious resurrected world, the pressure of life and death made every minute feel incredibly long. Now I can finally relax for a while.

But he knew that the relaxation was only temporary. The Main God Space, the Reincarnation Mission... this was only just beginning.

What can you exchange 370 reward points for a D-rank side quest? What's the next mission? Will it be another high-risk world like the Mysterious Resurrection? What kind of people are the other reincarnators?

Countless questions swirled in my mind.

But at this moment, Wang Lin just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep in his absolutely safe personal space.

On a certain level unseen by him, the eternal sphere of light in the Main God Space flickered slightly, and a cold, mechanical voice recorded:

"Wang Lin, the Reincarnator, first mission evaluation: A."

Potential assessment: High.

"Observation continues."