"Miss Jiang! Teacher! There's a ghost! There's a ghost in our base!" Yuan Fuxiang's face was full of fear. He rushed over and hid behind Mr. Zhang. He grabbed the hem of Mr. Zhang's clothes tightly with both hands, and his whole body was shaking with fear.
Jiang Mi raised her eyebrows when she saw him like this. When Yuan Fuxiang said there was a ghost, she didn't think he was sick at first, but she actually felt that it was not impossible?
"What the hell? What does he look like?" Jiang Mi looked at Yuan Fuxiang leisurely, wanting to take a look.
Yuan Fuxiang's face was pale, with cold sweat dripping down his face. His lips trembled and he stumbled as he spoke: "There is no face... only hair... floating everywhere, the whole room is full of hair..."
"That ghost even tied me up with my hair... I... I finally managed to break free, and I was injured!"
As he said this, he stretched out his hand and lifted up his sleeves to show it to everyone.
Jiang Mi's eyes fell on his arm, and he examined it carefully from the forearm to the hand. Apart from the skin that looked a little dirty due to not having taken a shower for a long time, he didn't see even a trace of redness.
She looked at Mr. Zhang, who took Yuan Fuxiang's arm and looked at him for a moment. He pushed his glasses and looked up at Yuan Fuxiang, saying earnestly, "Xiao Yuan, are you too tired recently? Did you hear what Miss Jiang said today about not overdrawing your mental strength?"
Ever since Yuan Fuxiang awakened, he basically spent the whole day in the breeding room using his supernatural powers to water the crops. He would take a break when his supernatural powers were exhausted, and continue when he was better, repeating this cycle over and over again. Sometimes, when his mental power was almost exhausted, he would feel a little dazed.
Old Zhang thought that he had accidentally exhausted his mental energy again.
Yuan Fuxiang was so anxious that he was incoherent, "No, no! It was a ghost! That thing was chasing me! It was right behind me just now. I have so many wounds on my body. Let me show you!"
As he spoke, he grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands and was about to pull it up to show everyone, but Mr. Zhang quickly stopped him and said, "Xiao Yuan, why don't you take a rest?"
Yuan Fuxiang, a grown man, almost cried when he saw everyone's distrustful eyes, "I didn't! I'm really not tired! I'm really injured! My hair was stuck together like ropes, if I hadn't cut it off with a knife, I wouldn't have been able to escape!"
His panicked shouting attracted quite a few people along the way. Now seven or eight people gathered around him. Seeing Yuan Fuxiang's detailed description, they began to discuss among themselves. Soon, someone ran over from the direction of Yuan Fuxiang's room, panting and saying, "I just checked. There was nothing in Brother Yuan's room. It was just a mess, as if it had been robbed."
Jiang Mi vaguely realized that something seemed to be wrong, but he didn't know whether there was something wrong with Yuan Fuxiang or with that room. He exchanged glances with Jiang Xun and they immediately walked towards Yuan Fuxiang's room.
When I arrived at the door, it was wide open. The room was indeed a mess. The quilt was crumpled into a ball, half on the bed and half on the floor. The water cup was also scattered on the floor. There was a puddle of water on the dark carpet. Clothes were thrown all over the floor, and all kinds of documents were flying everywhere.
Jiang Mi frowned slightly, and walked into the house cautiously, looking for a place to stay. Jiang Xun followed behind her and looked around the room.
Behind the two men was Yuan Fuxiang, who was pushed forward by the crowd. He didn't even dare to look at the house, his legs were weak, and if someone hadn't supported him, he would probably have fallen to the ground.
Jiang Mi and Jiang Xun checked the house for a long time but did not find anything unusual, not even a trace of energy fluctuation.
"That's weird." Jiang Mi touched his chin, "Could it be that there really is a ghost? Not only is the doomsday coming, but there's also this whole spiritual revival thing going on, right?"
Jiang Xun lowered his voice and asked, "Have you ever encountered something like this before?"
He deliberately emphasized the previous two words, and Jiang Mi reacted quickly until he asked if he had encountered such a problem in his previous life.
"No, although there are superpowers and mutants, these can barely be explained by science. But things like ghosts... it's hard to say." Jiang Mi hissed. She was also an atheist, but this end of the world was indeed quite shocking to her worldview. However, she had never heard of any ghosts in her previous life.
Even if there was something to the rumors, in the end they were all proven to be just the special abilities of some mutants.
Jiang Mi suddenly had an idea and turned to look at Yuan Fuxiang who was trying hard to squeeze into the crowd outside the door.
"Brother Yuan, come here." She waved with a smile.
When Yuan Fuxiang heard Jiang Mi calling his name, he shook his head violently, and then tried even harder to get out of the crowd and away from here.
I never realized that Yuan Fuxiang was such a timid person before. Jiang Mi shook his head speechlessly, raised his chin towards the two people who were holding Yuan Fuxiang, and signaled them to carry him over.
The two men immediately understood and carried Yuan Fuxiang into the house regardless of his struggles.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the house, Yuan Fuxiang looked up and his face suddenly changed as if he saw something. He shouted in horror: "It's on the roof! On the roof! It's right there! Let me go!"
Yuan Fuxiang struggled desperately, but his strength was so great that the two people holding him up couldn't hold him back, so he tumbled out of the door.
When Yuan Fuxiang shouted, Jiang Mi had already looked up at the ceiling, but there was nothing but white and he could not see anything at all.
"Did you see anything?" Jiang Mi asked the people around him.
Everyone, including Jiang Xun, looked at the ceiling blankly and shook their heads, indicating that they saw nothing.
"It seems that maybe it's not our problem, but Brother Yuan's problem." Jiang Mi said with a strange expression.
With a guess in mind, Jiang Mi left the house and walked out the door. In the corridor, Yuan Fuxiang was surrounded by several people and was being comforted. His face became paler and he looked towards the house with extremely fearful eyes.
"It got to me..."
Jiang Mi walked up to him, "Brother Yuan? Are you okay?"
Yuan Fuxiang glanced at her, and with a stiff expression, he forced a smile and said bitterly: "Can't you see it? It's right there!"
"When did you discover it?" Jiang Mi changed the subject.
Yuan Fuxiang hesitated for a moment and said, "After I took Brother Liu to the cafeteria, I wanted to go back to my room to drink some water and then go to watch over Old Xing. As a result, I... saw it..."
"Have you seen it somewhere else? Or have you ever encountered this kind of thing before?" Jiang Mi continued to ask slowly.
Yuan Fuxiang shook his head, "No, not before..." As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, and asked in some doubt, "Could it be that the ghost of the person who died in this hotel before is still here, looking for revenge?"
Jiang Mi resisted the urge to roll his eyes and patted Yuan Fuxiang's shoulder soothingly, "Old Yuan, we are the pillars of the country after all. We must believe in science."
Yuan Fuxiang smiled bitterly, "How can I believe it when I'm attacked by ghosts?"
"It may not be a ghost." Jiang Mi's eyes fell on his arm, "You said you were attacked by a ghost and had injuries on your body, but none of us saw a single wound on your body, let alone blood, there was not even a red spot. Do you know what this means?" (End of this chapter)
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