The main purpose of gathering early resources to build a castrated version of the safe house is to make it faster.
Shen Lin doesn't need this thing just to live in it for ten or eight years. As long as it can allow him to execute the plan as quickly as possible, a golden safe house that only meets the most basic needs for closure, and other designs are anti-human. It's negotiable.
Seeking speed is for premature birth plan.
Seeking stability means asking Wang Jiang to arrange the follow-up repair work.
Shen Lin was not one to fish for nothing. He knew very well how many resources were consumed to build a safe house. Whether it was for himself or others, it was necessary to preserve this simple safe house.
Taking a step back, if he really revives in this safe house, the subsequent sealing repair project will be the top priority. Otherwise, if a grown ghost mother and a safely born ghost fetus escape, it will cause serious consequences. Shen Lin couldn't imagine how big of a sensation it was.
"No problem." Wang Jiang agreed directly without asking too many questions.
It would be easy for them to pool all their resources into building a proposed safe house, and it would also have no irreversible impact on the city.
Wang Jiang is very good at discerning priorities. Yang'an City is obviously facing a disaster. It is very necessary to maintain "one voice" at this time. Otherwise, the mere conflict of opinions will be enough to cause the people in this city to destroy themselves.
As for who the voice was that made the decision, Wang Jiang had no other considerations.
A headquarters captain who has solved several large-scale incidents and has experience in several S-class terrorist resurgence crises will definitely have more say than these people in dealing with similar crises.
"Are you planning to start tonight?" Xu Ying felt something in his heart. Although he himself suggested that Shen Lin find a solution as soon as possible, he still lacked some mental preparation when it came to actually dealing with this kind of thing.
After all, they are now forcing a ghost to give birth prematurely
This means that even if you are admitted to a mental hospital, the mental patients will easily tell you whether your symptoms are too severe.
"Didn't you suggest that the sooner the better? Dr. Xu?" Shen Lin looked at Xu Ying.
Xu Ying opened his mouth, closed it, and opened his mouth again. Now he finally understood what it meant to speak of suffering.
"Yes, but do you have a solution? I don't think the methods of inducing labor currently known to mankind can play any role in this situation."
Theory is theory, practice is practice, not to mention the practice of human theory against evil spirits. It is hard to say whether this thing can be described as nonsense. Is there really no problem in trying it rashly under such circumstances?
Adhering to the professionalism of a medical worker, Xu Ying was skeptical.
"That's right, I need to try to prove it." Shen Lin answered ambiguously.
His plan to use ghost candles to attract ghost fetuses couldn't be explained in detail to a person like Xu Ying, who knew only a little about horror and the supernatural.
The core concept of the premature birth plan lies in Xu Ying's theory. Among the clues Xu Ying's theory provided to Shen Lin, at this stage of the cycle, the ghost fetus conceived in the ghost mother has initially taken shape.
Since it has a physical form, there is the possibility of locking it. As long as Guizhu can lure this thing to appear, and even the struggle in the ghost mother's body can be observed, Shen Lin can use the possibility of supernatural invasion to force this thing to be born early.
Whether this matter is feasible or not requires further attempts. There is a high probability that no one in this world can give Shen Lin the answer. After all, no one has delivered a baby to a ghost.
There was still half a day before the abbreviation of the simple safe house mentioned by Wang Jiang. Shen Lin suddenly felt like he had nothing to do. He looked around and except for Xu Ying who was a little nervous after leaving his professional state, the only space left was the tent space.
When he walked out of the tent, the sky outside was gloomy, and there was a feeling that a storm would come at any time. The bleak autumn wind around him gave Shen Lin a chill.
Glancing at the sky, Shen Lin found traces of drifting clouds, which made his expression even more solemn.
In a city where you can't get out of a six-story ghostland, the weather conditions inside are so realistic and normal that it feels like nothing is normal.
The most uncomfortable thing is that it has been more than eight hours since Shen Lin came to Yang'an from Huangquan Road, and more than 75 hours since the incident was discovered in Yang'an City. It has been very quiet here, without any trace of the incident. It's so quiet that it makes people feel a little nervous.
Xu Ying didn't know when he came to his side. He also looked at the sky. The wisdom of a highly educated person had already made him feel something.
"Can we survive?"
After a long while, Shen Lin shook his head.
"have no idea."
He is not the Jade Emperor, he does not know everything, and most of the time he is even in danger, let alone everyone else.
In this terrible time, some people use all their strength just to stay alive.
And some people died quietly.
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Dajing City, the headquarters of the Ghost Controller.
After several busy signals from different lines, Shen Liang dropped the microphone in his hand angrily, and his roar resounded throughout the office.
"It has been more than 72 hours, 3 days, more than 3 days, and there is still no news from Yang'an. What does Bao Ming do for a living!"
Shen Liang was angry, very angry.
The aura of taking over Zhao Jianguo's position and becoming the powerful person in the Ghost Controller's headquarters with a high degree of voice has disappeared without a trace.
Only when he actually took over did he realize what a huge mess the Ghost Controller headquarters was.
The suddenness of terrorist resurgence is too high, and most events are not repeatable. In other words, there are no rules. The experience you summarize in one event is likely to be a fatal trigger in the next event.
How to solve a terrorist incident depends largely on the decision-making and immersive thinking of the parties involved.
There are no rules, which means that incident resolution relies purely on manual labor and luck, and it is impossible to replicate in batches to create stability.
In addition, the damage rate of terrorist events is too high, so high that even if the ghost controller survives by chance, he will basically not be able to escape the outcome of the ghost's resurrection. In addition, if he has mastered a unique power, he is still willing to be loyal to the ghost controller's headquarters. , there are very few resources available for activity in the hands of the headquarters.
To put it nicely, he is called Captain Twelve, but to put it badly, there is actually only one of the Four Heavenly Kings, because the other three people ignore you for various reasons, and you still have no idea.
Internal and external troubles are causing constant twists and turns. Not long ago, the person in charge of Dachuan City, Li Leping, disappeared mysteriously. The ghost controllers from the headquarters who entered Dachuan City to inquire about the news were like meat buns beating a dog and never came back.
Soon, Yang Jian, one of the twelve captains of the headquarters and the person in charge of Dachang City, suddenly appeared in Dachuan and was suspected of having contact with Li Leping.
Then there was nothing more. The Yang Jian team that entered Dachuan City seemed to have disappeared from the world. The headquarters tried various methods but could not contact them.
The file of the spiritualist He Yin'er simply states that he disappeared. Where he disappeared, how he disappeared, and why he disappeared are all unclear.
Liu San, one of the captains of the headquarters, began to have intermittent contact and lost contact from time to time.
Wang Chaling, one of the captains, responded to every message and did not do anything. If asked, he was in trouble and could not get out of the area he was guarding.
Shen Lin, the person in charge of Daxia City, had an ambiguous attitude after Professor Wang Xiaoming retired to the second line. There has also been no news for a long time.
There are so many three melons and two jujubes in the headquarters that are dead or injured.
Just thinking about this situation, Shen Liang had the urge to flip the table.
(End of chapter)
