Ressurreição Misteriosa: Aparência Sinistra Ininterrupta
Uma máscara feita de pele humana, um pergaminho da vida e da morte. O terror se aproxima, uma zona proibida para os vivos, um mundo caótico de espíritos e divindades. Quando o desespero permeia todo o
“Ghosts cannot be killed.”
During the special lecture abruptly announced tonight, a peculiar man named Zhang Ming, clad in an unusual trench coat, wrote this strange phrase on the blackboard.
He was an odd character—despite the sweltering summer heat, he was wrapped tightly in three layers inside and out, leaving no gaps. His hoarse voice sounded as if his vocal cords had been damaged, yet it startled Shen Lin.
Apart from his first crossing three years ago, Shen Lin believed that having experienced such an event, he could remain unfazed by many things in this world. Yet, at this moment, he was stunned. When he locked eyes with Zhang Ming while looking at the blackboard, it felt like plunging into an icy abyss.
The white chalk letters forming that sentence repeatedly pricked his nerves. Everything happening before him strangely began to overlap with his memories of a novel titled *The Mysterious Awakening*.
“Quiet!”
Zhang Ming’s hoarse voice was not loud, but it silenced the entire auditorium. Usually restless residents obediently listened, and the hall became deathly silent.
“My time is short. That thing has already set its sights on this place. I only have ten minutes for a brief explanation. I hope you all remember what I am about to say—it could improve your chances of survival.”
“Linzi, what’s wrong?” Li Meng, sharp as ever, noticed his close friend’s unease and quietly asked.
“Nothing. Just remember what he’s about to say. It’s very important! Very important!” Shen Lin was snapped back from his thoughts by that v