Mysterious Resurrection: Becoming a God Starting from a Ghost Post Office

Chapter 57 The Suppressed Supernatural

As the haze dissipated, the entire building's condition became clearly visible.

There were five rooms on the first floor where people were sleeping. The couple we hadn't seen during the day had also returned. The drunkard among them wasn't asleep and was staggering as he tried to go out; we didn't know what he was up to.

The intrusion of the ghostly haze in the first-floor reception lounge was hindered, but not by much; it simply prevented the formation of illusions there.

Sun Rui arrived on the first floor, but his ghostly aura didn't find the little girl; she might not be in the building.

At this moment, the drunkard Finn was staggering outside, holding an empty bottle in his hand, clearly having drunk all the alcohol he had bought.

Sun Rui stood aside and was not noticed.

"Go see what Cassius is doing," Sun Rui said to the person beside him.

He conjured a body possessing one-tenth of his own supernatural power and successfully entered the rest room.

At this moment, Cassius was fast asleep, holding a box in his arms, which was the box he used to store money.

"The Ghost Haze encountered the most severe resistance when it invaded under Cassius's bed," Sun Rui said.

He looked down and saw nothing frightening as he had imagined; the space under the bed was empty.

Sun Rui lifted a corner of the mattress.

There was a yellowish-gray cloth underneath, which was a perfectly normal thing, but Sun Rui noticed something strange about it.

"Wait... this actually blends perfectly with the bed frame."

He tried to touch the cloth directly with his hand, and a chilling aura rushed up his arm and straight to his head.

His clone vanished in an instant.

Sun Rui, who was guarding outside, frowned: "This is using an even more powerful supernatural force to directly dispel my clone."

What intrigued him even more was that Cassius had been sleeping on it for quite some time, yet nothing had happened—it was simply unbelievable.

"The fabric feels very rough, even a bit prickly. Ask Huang Mengjie about it."

Sun Rui conjured his clone on the fourth floor and woke up Huang Mengjie, who was fast asleep.

"What are you doing... I'm still sleeping!" Huang Mengjie said groggily.

"Time to get to work. I didn't hire you to sleep," Sun Rui said coldly.

Huang Mengjie then reluctantly sat up.

Suddenly, Sun Rui realized what was different after she came back downstairs.

Huang Mengjie's chest used to be flat, but now it's very large, as if she's a completely different person.

Sun Rui didn't remind her of this change, just in case something unexpected happened, and wanted to figure out the situation at hand first.

"Do you recognize this kind of cloth?" Sun Rui pulled out a rough, grayish-yellow piece of cloth from somewhere.

"This is... let me think..." Huang Mengjie was still a little confused. She touched it with her hand. "This looks like linen canvas used for oil painting... but it's usually painted with a white base. Where did you buy this semi-finished product?"

"It's nothing, I just picked it up from the ground." Sun Rui's eyes narrowed.

painting?

This reminded him of something unpleasant, an S-class paranormal event codenamed "Ghost Painting," which originated overseas, but not in the United States.

"If it really is an oil painting... then we have the canvas, but where is the frame? Or is there only the canvas here?"

Sun Rui casually tossed the canvas aside; it was merely an illusion he had created, and naturally had no real effect.

On the first floor, Sun Rui leaned against the front desk.

"Is it related to the ghost painting? But there's no painting on this canvas, and it's already fused with the bed frame. It seems like ordinary methods won't work to separate them." Sun Rui stroked his chin.

At the same time, he sensed that a gap seemed to have appeared in his ghostly aura.

That's the location of room 404.

With a flash, he arrived on the fourth floor.

"Someone actually came out from inside? Are you kidding me? I clearly didn't close the door just now. When did the door close, and when was it opened? This 404 seems different from the original one." Sun Rui stood by the door and looked inside. The animal carcasses that had been piled on the ground had disappeared.

Instead, there was a clean and tidy floor.

"The person who came out of the door has also disappeared..." Sun Rui frowned. "The ghostly haze and the un-overlapping ghost supernatural phenomena cannot extend in."

He could sense that 404 in front of him had become a special supernatural space. The ghost realm of the burned ghosts could not extend into it unless they were superimposed, and even if they were superimposed, the effect would be limited.

"I have no choice but to go in; the mission must be accomplished!" Sun Rui thought. Failing to deliver the message was the only option left.

Before he went in, he placed a golden bullet at the junction of the inside and outside of the door to prevent himself from getting lost in the supernatural space.

The scene before my eyes changed.

The room transformed into the lobby on the first floor.

Sun Rui looked back and saw that the room door had disappeared, and outside was Silver Lake Avenue. The golden bullet used as a marker had also vanished.

"Don't tell me there's a real world here." The golden body bag at his waist was still there, proving that this place wasn't a hoax.

There was no owner at the front desk, and everything was quiet, as if he were the only one who had wandered in by mistake.

Sun Ruigang tried to use his supernatural powers, only to find that the power of the evil spirits within his body was completely unleashed. He could still use the power of the sick ghost, but the power of the other two evil spirits could not be released very far and could only envelop him.

At that moment, the door to the front desk lounge was opened.

Cassius came out.

"Good morning, are you here to stay?" Cassius said.

"Are you Cassius?" Sun Rui asked, feeling that the person in front of him was somewhat different from Cassius.

"Haha, did my brother introduce you? Many people mistake us for someone else. I'm not angry, it's not your fault. Let me introduce myself, my name is Marcus Gray, just call me Marcus," Marcus said with a smile.

"You can understand me? No, why can I understand you?" Sun Rui asked, somewhat surprised.

"Why can't I understand? Your spoken English is very fluent, sir," Marcus said.

Sun Rui couldn't understand why this was happening when he was clearly speaking Chinese, but he didn't dwell on the issue any further.

Just then, a little girl skipped and hopped in through the door, carrying a stray cat in her hand.

"Daddy, look what I caught today!" Arya asked.

"Quickly throw the stray cat away, or you'll get scratched." Marcus quickly stepped forward and threw the stray cat out of Arya's arms.

"I'm sorry, sir, my daughter is a bit naughty, but rest assured, my apartment is one of the cleanest in the area," Marcus said.

"It's okay... Is room 404 still available? If so, could you rent it to me?" Sun Rui asked.

He wanted to see how this place differed from the real world, especially the key to this message delivery and who the so-called true master was.

"It's still available. You can choose whichever room you want to stay in. It's only $700 a month, with utilities split equally, provided you don't waste any money. There's a limit to how much you can afford," Marcus said.

"Okay, please help me with the formalities." Sun Rui nodded.

After getting the key, Sun Rui went straight upstairs to room 404.

Watching his departing figure.

"Dad, I think I've seen this person before," Arya said, tilting her head.

"They might be your uncle's friend, so don't bother them unnecessarily."

"Okay... Daddy, the cat's been thrown out, so what are we going to eat?" Arya asked.

"Didn't we have new guests? This is the best ingredients."