Mysterious Revival

Although Sun Rui, the head of Dahan City, has been missing for many days, Dahan City still maintains its former prosperity and stability.

The city has not experienced any supernatural events.

But it doesn’t mean that this place is absolutely safe.

A Ghost Post Office with far-reaching implications is currently on the brink of losing control. If this matter cannot be resolved, Dahan City will face a massive crisis.

“Is that all?”

At this moment, a young and handsome man in his early twenties stood on the sidewalk, slightly raising his head to look at the long-abandoned building across the street.

No one was around.

This place is within a sealed area.

Without Sun Rui’s authorization, the seal on this area will not be lifted.

But all of this is meaningless to Ye Zhen. He set out from Dahai City, arrived in Dahan City, and descended from the sky, reaching this appointed location.

The result was somewhat unexpected.

Here, Ye Zhen didn’t see a single living person, and even inside the agreed-upon abandoned building, there was no one. He neither saw Yang Jian nor saw any ghost.

“Could I have been deceived?” Ye Zhen lowered his head slightly, pondering this.

“No, that’s not right. This place is indeed sealed off, and the area of the seal is quite large, which indicates that a supernatural event must have occurred here. I am at the right location, but not the right place.”

“Interesting, I think I understand now.”

Ye Zhen adjusted the long sword hanging at his waist and walked straight towards the abandoned building in front of him.

As he advanced, things around him twisted, nearby scenery vanished, and he suddenly entered a deeper layer of the Ghost Domain, attempting to use supernatural power to see the truth around him.

Indeed.

This method worked.

In the deeper layer of the Ghost Domain, the abandoned building in front of him completely changed shape.

A building with a Republican era style appeared before him, and it seemed to be still in use. The colorful neon lights flashed at the entrance, and a sign with the words “Ghost Post Office” was particularly eye-catching.

“As expected, even a mystery game can’t stump me, Ye Zhen.”

Ye Zhen nodded in satisfaction and immediately headed towards the Ghost Post Office.

His intuition told him that Yang Jian was inside.

Meanwhile.

Yang Jian inside the Ghost Post Office was quietly waiting.

“Captain, I’ve already connected with the people from the supernatural forum. They said Ye Zhen has set off, and based on the time estimate, he should be able to reach Dahan City within an hour, although there is a possibility that Ye Zhen might no-show.”

After Li Yang finished the call, he returned to the Ghost Post Office to report the news.

Yang Jian found a spot and sat down casually to rest, and beside him, Sun Rui’s corpse stood upright.

Ghost Shadow was still helping suppress the fierce ghost within Sun Rui’s body, maintaining a temporary balance.

“Since he promised, Ye Zhen shouldn’t stand us up. The supernatural forum still holds some respect and can’t possibly do such a about-face. Just wait patiently.” Yang Jian said.

“No one knows how dangerous tearing up the black letter will be. It’s not like the delivery task; the post office gives you a chance to survive with the delivery task, but tearing the letter invites a genuine fierce ghost attack. If one can’t withstand it, everyone will be wiped out here.”

Wang Yong, standing beside, said; “The danger of tearing the letter is at least ten times greater than delivering it. When I delivered letters before, there were many who personally proved this through their experiences. After the first time tearing a letter, survivors from the second attempt were barely one out of ten, and facing a special letter would be even more difficult.”

“The advantage is also obvious. If one can survive tearing the letter, then it’s equivalent to unconditionally completing the delivery task. If this succeeds, then the deadlock on the fifth floor can be broken, and we can remain safe even without participating in the delivery task.”

Zhou Ze added: “Perhaps this is the only way to escape the post office rules.”

“Maybe the purpose of the post office sending out this black letter isn’t for us to complete the task but to unite in tearing the letter for a desperate fight.” The bald old man named Brother Long said.

The woman named Zhong Yan curiously asked, “Why do you think that?”

“Maybe it’s old age speaking. As one grows older, their thinking changes; I just feel young people united together is better than scheming against each other. Young people may create a new future; it’s such a waste if they die in mutual deceit.” Brother Long said with a touch of emotion.

“Is this also the post office manager’s thought?”

The others pondered slightly.

While everyone was chatting and discussing, not long after.

Suddenly.

“Bang!”

A loud noise and the post office door suddenly opened, accompanied by a gust of wind that blew in, making it almost impossible for everyone to keep their eyes open. As the gust faded, a dazzling light angled in from the sky outside the door.

Darkness, gloom, and oppression were driven away entirely.

At this moment, the long-hidden Ghost Post Office was once again exposed to sunlight.

“What’s happening? It’s so bright,” someone commented.

After becoming accustomed to staying in a dark environment for a long time, the sudden intensity of light made many people’s eyes somewhat uncomfortable.

“He’s here.”

Yang Jian, leaning against the wall beside him, slowly opened his eyes.

The crimson Ghost Eye ignored the glaring sunlight looking towards the outside of the door.

In the vision of Ghost Eye, a figure approached from afar, stepping on the light towards the interior of the Ghost Post Office.

“The weak don’t even qualify to look directly at me.”

A cold and arrogant voice echoed, familiar as ever.

“Yang Wudi, your insight is indeed correct, knowing to seek help from the strongest person. As per your invitation, I, Ye Zhen, have arrived. A mere Ghost Post Office, I can obliterate it in an instant.”

With the voice falling.

Ye Zhen stepped into the Ghost Post Office.

As the door behind them gradually closed, the dazzling sunlight that had shone in also slowly faded away.

“He’s not a messenger, but used his supernatural power to forcibly invade the Ghost Post Office?” Wang Yong’s heart skipped a beat upon seeing this.

“Someone can force their way in without being a messenger? Who is this person?” Zhou Ze also blinked, observing the person who broke into the Ghost Post Office.

The others looked at Ye Zhen as if they had seen a ghost.

He was young and handsome, resembling a bored rich second generation on a trip, not like someone from the supernatural circle at all. But there was a long sword hanging around his waist, very exquisite, like a piece of art.

However, as messengers, they didn’t think it was just an artwork, more likely it was a supernatural weapon.

“You got here quickly, only twenty minutes have passed since the call. Dahai City is nearly eight hundred kilometers away from here, so no transport could have brought you here. Did you travel via the Ghost Domain?”

Yang Jian slowly stood up.

Ye Zhen smiled slightly: “It’s no big deal. As long as I, Ye, want to go somewhere, there’s no place I can’t reach.”

The two parted ways after the Fushou Garden incident in Dahai City last time, and met again today in this small Ghost Post Office.

This time, Ye Zhen didn’t act aggressively, but was very restrained.

Seems like that fight last time was indeed necessary.

“I’m dealing with the Ghost Post Office this time, just in case, so I called you to help me. By the way, to settle that favor from the other day, so today is official business,” Yang Jian said.

Ye Zhen said: “Official business? That’s truly a pity. It’s rare to meet up, I wanted to spar with you a bit. I’ve made some progress recently, and maybe I could defeat you and regain my invincible title.”

Invincible title?

Who the hell cares about such a nerdy nickname, and isn’t it a bit too much to give people random nicknames like that?

Yang Jian couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

“But since it’s official business, the sparring can wait. Once I’ve taken that crucial step, we can have our match. So, tell me, what kind of ghost are we dealing with this time? With someone like me, Ye, here, those small fry can step aside.”

Ye Zhen waved his hand, as if shooing away trash, intending to drive all the Fifth Floor Messengers away.

The Fifth Floor Messengers’ faces sank at this attitude.

They were no pushovers, being able to deliver letters on the fifth floor, yet being insulted like this was certainly displeasing.

“I strangely feel the urge to punch him,” Zhou Ze couldn’t help but complain.

“You can’t beat him,” Li Yang stated calmly, speaking the truth.

Ye Zhen heard it and laughed heartily: “Young man, you have courage. Although I’ve lost my number one title, I’m still confidently invincible. If you want to fight me, you’re welcome anytime. Relax, when dealing with small characters like you, I, Ye, will show mercy. After all, where’s the sense in adults seriously fighting with children?”

He was clearly in his early twenties, only slightly older than Yang Jian, the youngest among them, yet he acted like an adult, a senior.

Zhou Ze’s expression shifted, but he didn’t respond.

He was past the age of acting impulsively, merely voicing his discontent earlier, not seriously contemplating fighting Ye Zhen.

“No more nonsense, if you’re so careless, you’ll truly die here today. It’s not as simple as you think,” Yang Jian stared at Ye Zhen, reminding him.

Ye Zhen restrained his smile and said: “Are you scared? I, Ye, am not afraid. If I can win, I’m naturally unafraid. If unable to win, I would simply face death calmly. But I, Ye Zhen, will not die, only rise in adversity and keep getting stronger until I become the strongest.”

“Fear is merely the nutrient for invincibility.”

Yang Jian didn’t want to talk to this person, feeling it insulted his intelligence. If possible, he would rather let the Ghost Child communicate with Ye Zhen.

“Let’s begin.”

With that, he wasted no more time, signaling others to prepare.

Then.

Sun Rui’s corpse moved, the Ghost Shadow controlling it walked forward, while Yang Jian took out the black letter and handed it to Sun Rui.

Upon seeing this, everyone else looked very solemn.

They had been prepared, just waiting for things to start now.

Under everyone’s gaze.

Sun Rui’s corpse calmly and naturally tore the black letter to pieces after receiving it.

The black letter, intact for decades and seemingly possessing some supernatural power, decayed immediately, as if its power dissipated when torn, turning into shreds, dust, falling to the ground.

The black letter disappeared.

But correspondingly.

The Post Office’s curse was about to manifest.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Almost the instant the black letter was torn, something bizarre happened. With a series of bangs, the dim yellow lights in the daytime Post Office burst one after another. After the lights on the first floor exploded, a cracking sound from bulb explosions came from the second floor of the Post Office.

The third floor, fourth floor, fifth floor… even unknown places.

All the lights burst at this moment.

Although it was daylight outside, inside the Post Office, it instantly turned into night.

Darkness suddenly engulfed everyone.

Even though they were already prepared, the sudden change made their hearts shrink desperately.

“I, Ye, shine brightly, how can darkness befall me?”

After being engulfed by darkness, Ye Zhen snorted and took a step forward.

The Post Office door behind him abruptly swung open, letting in a ray of sunlight.

However, the next moment.

An even stronger supernatural power emerged, and the door slammed shut with a bang, followed by a humanoid shadow mysteriously standing outside the Post Office as if it blocked the door firmly.

“What the hell?” Ye Zhen’s eyes widened.

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