Time passed quickly, and three whole days passed in the blink of an eye. During these three days, everything in Daan City seemed to have stopped, and the evil ghost seemed to be dormant and disappeared.
Everything is quiet, but those who truly know the truth know that this is just the calm before the storm.
Ochiai stayed in the safe house all day long. There was a specially made body bag in front of him. Inside was a corpse parasitized by ghost silk. Due to limited conditions, he could not start research immediately.
Since Chen Zhanluo's visit that day, the mummy he possessed was left with Ochiai as experimental material.
It's a pity that the safe house never expected to carry out supernatural research from the beginning, so various materials and even safety equipment were scarce, and Ochiai could only hope for the golden mountain without moving.
"Is it right or wrong for me to carry out this kind of research in the laboratory building? Recently, I seem to be questioning myself more and more. This is not a good thing. Forget it, let's write it down for now."
With that said, Ochiai stood up and pulled out a blank notebook from the bookshelf, and wrote some piecemeal information about this supernatural event in it.
After writing down the last stroke, he closed the notebook and looked out the window. The clouds were still overcast and there was no sign of improvement.
Just like the dilemma they are facing now, although Du Baige's condition has stabilized, he is still unconscious. According to the doctor, there is a high probability that he will become a vegetative state.
Yan Duo is in pretty good condition. He cleans the safe house twice a day according to the clock hanging on the wall. According to him, even if he is not a ghost master, he will help where he can.
As for other people staying in this safe house, such as Huang Gongming and his son, brother and sister Dai Zhibin, and the little girl, they would usually pull up a stool and run to the yard to have a tea party when they had nothing to do.
Although Ochiai repeatedly reminded them not to do this, he still gave up because at least they didn't have a barbecue party. After all, in this kind of environment, you need to vent to some extent.
He also had a premonition that after this supernatural incident completely broke out, the entire Da'an would fall.
"It's better to block it than to open it up. Do we need to take the initiative to trigger this supernatural event again?" Ochiai stood at the window, his haggard eyes full of exhaustion, "No, as far as the current survivors in Daan City are concerned, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive." It’s such a struggle to live.”
He looked towards a dim room not far away, which was Wen Zhong's room, but he hadn't seen him for almost two days.
However, occasionally I would hear a strange noise coming from the other party's room. It must be that he was actively thinking about countermeasures to deal with supernatural incidents.
"Well, if everyone works as hard as he does, then we won't have to worry about any supernatural events." Ochiai stood at the window and couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, he saw Huang Gongming tiptoeing open the door of Wen Zhong's room and walking in. He wasn't the only one. About five minutes later, Dai Xiaoxiao also tiptoed in.
What are they... doing?
Ochiai frowned. Although he felt that it was not good to interfere in the lives of young people, under the current circumstances, as a university professor, he still had to step forward to save these lost lambs.
It's definitely not because he's gossiping.
At this moment, in Wen Zhong's room, the three of them were huddled on the bed, with a huge monitor in front of them. Wen Zhong and Huang Gongming were having a fierce battle, while Dai Xiaoxiao was cheering them on.
"Haha, Lao Wen, you want to challenge me just because of your lame sword skills? It's ten years too early! No, twenty years!" Huang Gongming taunted Wen Zhong crazily while rubbing the handle.
"You do have a good hand, but you only have one hand." Wen Zhong smiled disdainfully, but he rubbed the handle harder and harder.
"I've been practicing hard day and night for the past two days. I didn't forget to rub the handle even when I was eating. Lao Huang, please don't blink and watch me. You will definitely be killed by my horse."
The next moment, as Huang Gongming performed a Shenglong Fist, the game character controlled by Wen Zhong was like a sack floating in the wind, and was taken away by the character controlled by Huang Gongming with a set of gorgeous combos.
Wen Zhong:?
Huang Gongming waved his hand coquettishly and said: "Lao Wen, this is a fighting game. It tests your operation level, not your handle rubbing level. Forget it, I guess you will figure it out if you lose a few more times. .”
Wen Zhong:…………
Dai Xiaoxiao on the side looked very happy and kept clapping his hands. Seeing this scene, Wen Zhong decided that he had to fight Huang Gongming again to rub off his energy.
"I didn't expect that you are still in the mood to play games." The door to the room was pushed open. Ochiai stood at the door of the room and looked at the two people inside who were rubbing the controller together, and couldn't help but frown.
"Is there something wrong?" Wen Zhong handed the handle to Dai Xiaoxiao and walked to the door of the room alone to signal Ochiai to talk to him elsewhere.
Arriving at the living room on the first floor, Ochiai frowned and said, "Wen Zhong, have you been playing games for the past three days? So what new ideas do you have about this supernatural incident?"
"Ideas? You can hang around for a day, right? That ghost thing is out of our reach now. I suggest that the headquarters quickly upgrade this ghost thing to a higher rank, and then isolate the entire Da'an City, so that at least it will not harm other people when it gets out of control. place."
In fact, when they paid such a heavy price to limit the wrong source, this supernatural incident had already developed in an unsolvable direction, and all they could do was try their best to survive.
"Don't forget that you are the person in charge of this city, and it is your mission to save this city!" Ochiai said with a dark expression.
"Yeah, I'm the person in charge. Why are you anxious? Anyway, I'm the one who takes the blame in the end, not you. Relax." Wen Zhong shrugged and said, "Professor Ochiai, why don't you come in and play too? It's very interesting. Yes, if you don’t know how, I’ll teach you.”
"You..." Ochiai's eyes narrowed and he was speechless for a long time while pointing at Wen Zhong.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first. They're still waiting for me to connect."
After saying that, Wen Zhong left the living room, leaving Ochiai alone in the living room looking at the ceiling in a daze with a complicated expression.
At the corner of the stairwell, Wen Zhong also raised his head and looked at the ceiling. There was no emotion in his eyes, but if you look closely, he looked helpless and lonely.
Who can be blamed for the failure of the action? In fact, he has done what he should do. He can only blame this reality for being too cruel. Do you really have to fight until you die to be satisfied?
