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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Transmigrated and Jumped Off a Building

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【Ghosts cannot be killed.】

【Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.】

【Discern the patterns of ghosts.】

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Dajiang City.

Tiankai Residential Complex.

Room 404.

Inside the bedroom, the drawn curtains blocked the sunlight outside.

Without sunlight coming in, the room appeared extremely dim.

A young man with a deathly pale face, his whole body exuding the stench of a corpse, suddenly sat up from the bed.

The young man’s face was blank with confusion.

“Who am I? What am I doing? What is this place?”

Lin Qian looked around, lost and bewildered.

An unfamiliar room. A clock hanging on the wall ticked away, and beside it hung a white, faceless mask that gave off an eerie aura.

The room was somewhat cold and filled with an unpleasant smell.

The bedroom door was closed, but it was in tatters, black palm prints covering the entire door.

No—not just the door. Almost the entire ceiling was covered with those black palm prints.

It was as if something had crawled from the door across the ceiling.

Lin Qian didn’t know what was going on here, nor did he know where he was, but this place was definitely not right!

It was instinct!

“Wasn’t I staying up late looking at legs? How did I end up here?”

Lin Qian looked around and could confirm that this was absolutely not his bedroom.

His bedroom wasn’t like this.

Besides, this place was far too creepy—especially the palm prints on the ceiling and that white faceless mask hanging beside the clock.

At a glance, it gave people an ominous feeling.

Lin Qian swallowed. He felt that he should hurry up and leave this place, then call the police.

This had to be a prank!

It had to be!

Also, why did he stink so badly?

Just as Lin Qian panicked and got out of bed, a wave of intense pain abruptly struck him.

Lin Qian’s expression instantly twisted.

He clutched his head tightly, but the sharp pain inside his skull showed no sign of lessening.

But very quickly, the pain vanished, and Lin Qian’s expression became vacant.

“Fuck, this is Mysterious Revival!”

That sharp pain just now hadn’t been because he was about to grow a brain, but because of a set of unfamiliar memories.

They were the memories of the original owner.

He had transmigrated—transmigrated into Mysterious Revival.

Dajiang City. Ghosts. Just these two alone were enough for him to be certain that this was Mysterious Revival.

Not to mention, he had also seen a name in those memories.

Bruce Pi.

That was the pseudonym Wang Xiaoming from Headquarters used when publishing papers.

And Wang Xiaoming’s paper just so happened to have been read by the original body.

This was Mysterious Revival!

Lin Qian abruptly raised his head, staring in terror at the white faceless mask hanging on the wall.

Ghosts cannot be killed.

Only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

Observe the patterns of ghosts.

The three great laws of Mysterious Revival.

Ghosts were terrifying, despairing, and merciless.

And inside this room, there was a ghost!

The ghost that had killed the original owner’s entire family was still in the room. It had not left!

The ghost was that mask hanging beside the clock!

This ghost had been bought by the original owner from a small stall in an ancient town while traveling elsewhere.

And because of this mask, he had paid with the lives of his whole family.

“The ghost is still here!”

Lin Qian stared at that white faceless mask in horror.

Before he knew this mask was a ghost, he had at most felt that it was somewhat uncomfortable to look at.

But once he knew the mask was a ghost, what it gave him was no longer discomfort, but terror!

He would die—very possibly!

Lin Qian felt his body go somewhat weak.

What did it feel like to be in the same room as a ghost?

Having read Mysterious Revival, he knew very clearly just how terrifying ghosts were.

Lin Qian stared at that white faceless mask.

In his memories, the mask had opened its eyes.

Then patterns had appeared, and after that, he had died.

He didn’t know where those palm prints had come from.

Lin Qian swallowed and forced himself to calm down.

In just a few short seconds, his head was already covered in cold sweat.

The terrifying sensation made his whole body go weak in waves, and his heart clenched again and again.

How am I supposed to leave this place alive?

As Lin Qian thought this, he knew that when one did not understand a ghost’s killing pattern, it was best not to act rashly.

But would that be of any use?

Lin Qian didn’t know.

But very soon, he found out.

On the wall, that white faceless mask suddenly began emitting an eerie chill.

In the blink of an eye, the cold filled the entire room.

Darkness descended.

The surrounding environment rapidly became strange.

Lin Qian’s expression changed. The ghost had revived!

A black eye without a pupil suddenly opened on the mask.

The black eye emerged from the face of the mask, and immediately afterward, bluish-black patterns rapidly spread across the entire mask.

The chill became even heavier.

Lin Qian’s eyes widened, filled with terror.

At this moment, his body actually lost control!

His body was as if someone had forcibly seized it; he couldn’t move even the slightest bit.

A terrifying scene unfolded. The mask floated up, and then a pale arm grabbed it and placed it over its own face.

“This is!”

“An Opera Ghost!”

An evil ghost wearing a large black opera robe, with a black pupil-less eye turning on its face, stood on Lin Qian’s bed.

This was the true ghost!

The terrifying chill warped even the surrounding environment.

The walls were decaying, and everything around him became extremely dark.

The ghost’s supernatural power had actually changed the environment!

Lin Qian stared at this scene in disbelief.

How could this kind of ghost appear here!

Wasn’t this the Opera Ghost that only existed in the Caesar Hotel?

This was a ghost that even Yang Jian didn’t dare provoke!

Lin Qian watched the approaching evil ghost in despair.

It seemed he was going to die.

Lin Qian thought in despair.

When an ordinary person encountered a ghost, all they could do was wait for death!

Yet just as Lin Qian watched the evil ghost draw near and reach out toward his neck—

A sudden sharp pain struck his mind, and immediately afterward, a segment of memory appeared.

Lin Qian froze, then was overcome with wild joy.

【Plunder】

Plunder the supernatural power of an evil ghost. There is a chance to directly and completely plunder the evil ghost itself, causing it to enter a crashed state.

If the ghost’s supernatural power is successfully plundered, but the ghost itself is not completely plundered, then the plundered supernatural power will revive as usual.

The closer one is to the plundered ghost, the faster the revival speed.

After a period of time, the plundered ghost will begin searching for the supernatural power that was stolen.

“As expected, how could a transmigrator not have a golden finger!”

Lin Qian thought excitedly, but he quickly came back to his senses.

His face felt icy cold. A bone-piercing chill spread from his face through his entire body.

In just an instant, he felt his consciousness begin to scatter, and the scene before his eyes was rapidly sinking into darkness.

“Damn it!”

He did not dare hesitate any longer. He knew that if he did not use this ability, “Plunder,” he would definitely die!

Though he had no idea whether it would be useful or not!

The ghost’s supernatural power was invading him, killing Lin Qian.

But suddenly, the evil ghost’s fingers, which had touched Lin Qian’s face, abruptly pulled back, and the tall evil ghost strangely retreated several steps.

And at that very moment, a mask fell off, landing directly on Lin Qian’s face before rapidly sinking into his flesh.

A sudden chill directly jolted Lin Qian, who had been about to lose consciousness, awake.

Having recovered, Lin Qian immediately felt that his body had regained the ability to move.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and lunged straight toward the window.

Use the door?

What kind of joke was that? In this situation, still use the door?

That would be delivering himself to death!

Lin Qian jumped straight down from the thirty-sixth floor.

The instant the window shattered and the sensation of weightlessness appeared—

The rapidly falling young man was dumbfounded.

Only then did he remember that this was the fucking thirty-sixth floor!

“Holy shit!”

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