Mysterious Revival

Chapter 1177 - 1143: A New Door

Yang Jian stared at the freely open corridor in front of him.

There was no Ghost Domain here, nor any danger found; anyone seemed to be able to enter and exit this place freely. The wall and corpses that previously blocked this place had disappeared.

He guessed that those inside wanted to come out, so they removed the wall.

"It's indeed very unusual inside, room after room, countless corridors, like a maze," Li Yang stood at the entrance of the corridor, reaching out to touch the wall.

He seemed to use some supernatural power to probe, roughly understanding a bit of the situation inside.

Tong Qian also looked and said, "Sealing this exit completely shouldn't be a problem."

"I tried to block it before, but the wall disappeared," Yang Jian said.

"A regular wall won't work. We could use a golden door to completely seal it," Tong Qian suggested.

Yang Jian said, "We can try, but it probably won't be very effective. I think there are not only ghosts inside but also living people wanting to come out. Gold might seal ghosts but can't block living people."

"As long as it's strong enough, it will do," Tong Qian replied.

"It's indeed a method, though simple, it might be practical," Li Yang said.

Because the exit here was very small, blocking it wasn't difficult. It wouldn't be possible in any other supernatural place.

Yang Jian said, "In that case, let's try. Anyway, there's nothing to lose. However, I need a lot of gold, and there's no time to gather it now. I plan to collect gold from this city to cast a door."

"Then let's get started, and I'll handle the subsequent issues," Tong Qian said.

"Alright."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he immediately got to work. His ghost eye opened, and the Ghost Domain instantly spread out. This time the range was exceptionally large, covering the entire city in just a few seconds.

But the residents living in the city didn't notice anything unusual.

Then.

A puddle of water appeared under Yang Jian's feet again. Reflected in this puddle were many scenes, all corners of this city.

The puddle spread, appearing in every corner of the city, and its locations were cunningly chosen: the safes of jewelry stores, bank vaults, and places where individuals stored valuables in their homes.

As the water continued to cover,

all the touched gold fell into the water and mysteriously disappeared from its original location.

The water connected together, all converging at Yang Jian's feet.

A large heap of gold was reflected in the water at this moment, appearing particularly striking.

"How did you do that? Supernatural powers aren't supposed to affect gold," Tong Qian asked curiously.

Yang Jian squatted down and scooped a handful of gold from the water: "I didn't affect the gold. I just linked all the places storing gold together through a medium and brought them here. Such a situation isn't hard to understand."

"Do you have enough?" Tong Qian asked again.

"I'll only know after smelting," Yang Jian said, then more tools appeared beside him.

These were brought from some factories through the Ghost Domain.

He regarded the city as his warehouse, freely taking anything he wanted from within the Ghost Domain, not needing the owner's permission at all.

Soon, various tools were ready, and a mold appeared suddenly before them.

This was in the shape of a door, just the right size to block this passage.

Then.

Countless eerie human figures suddenly emerged from the puddle. These figures, like ghosts drowned in water, reached out their cold, pale hands to scoop out the gold from the water, throwing it all into the mold beside them.

"You've got quite a few tricks."

Tong Qian watched these dazzling movements, each revealing a sense of horror, because behind them represented some supernatural power.

But this supernatural power was controlled by Yang Jian, becoming a tool at the moment, instead of murderous ghosts.

"Just some useless tricks," Yang Jian said casually, then he took tools, connected an oxygen tank, and directly ignited the gold for melting.

His actions were skillful, like a seasoned craftsman who had been in the trade for many years.

If he were working outside, just for this skill, people couldn't help but call him Master Yang.

The gold taken out by the Ghost Slave from the water was melting quickly.

"There's still a lot not taken out, why not take more?" Tong Qian looked at the water, still piled with quite a bit of gold, but Yang Jian had already stopped melting the gold.

Yang Jian said, "This amount isn't enough to make a door, unless you want me to steal all the gold from this city, without sparing even a bit of household savings. I need to sandwich the steel, placing a steel plate inside, wrapped by gold, which can reduce material use and increase hardness."

As he spoke, with the golden cooling down, a steel plate appeared and fell directly into the mold, as if it had been precisely cut.

Then the gold continued to be melted.

Soon.

A thick and heavy door was formed.

"Li Yang, come and help," Yang Jian walked over.

Li Yang nodded and walked over too.

The two of them reached the mold, each extending a palm, then directly lifting this thick and heavy door with incredible strength, surpassing the limit of a normal human.

After placing the door in the passage, Yang Jian welded the gaps on both sides with gold, sealing them completely, then stopped working.

"Perfectly and thoroughly sealed."

Li Yang pressed his hand on the door, checked it, and nodded.

His supernatural power couldn't affect the door one bit, indicating that the golden door's quality was fine, able to block this passage, isolate the supernatural, and was also very solid, not easily destroyed.

Yang Jian said, "I'm confident in my craftsmanship, but I don't think this thing is really useful. I only did some preparations with a mindset to try, so don't pin your hopes on this door."

After saying that, he looked at the tools on the ground, which disappeared completely, all sent back to their original place. Brought to you by the folks at *.

Yet, Yang Jian couldn't return the gold that was used.

"By the way, what's the time now?" Li Yang asked.

Tong Qian replied, "It's already seven in the evening. Why, are you hungry? Should I order a takeaway for you?"

"That works. Does the delivery guy come to this place? Caesar Hotel, fourth floor, remember to note 'Don't order if you're timid'," Li Yang said.

"I'll have a drone deliver it. Who said it needs a person to deliver? I've been having things delivered by drones these days while staying here," Tong Qian said.

Li Yang said, "Really? Then let's order some takeaway. I feel like eating shredded pork with Beijing sauce."

"Only regular dishes," Tong Qian gave him a glance and said, "Yang Jian, what about you?"

"Fried rice and a coke," Yang Jian said; "Why are you all talking about eating, are things this leisurely?"

"The captain still has three hours. It's not ten o'clock yet, let's eat something first. We've been hungry since noon," Li Yang said.

"True, then let's take a break."

Yang Jian could see that Li Yang wasn't hungry; he was finding an excuse to let Tong Qian eat and have a break, considering Tong Qian's body was that of a normal person requiring food, drink, and rest.

At this time, Tong Qian had already picked up the phone to notify the staff outside, asking them to prepare the food and send it in.

As the person in charge of this city, Tong Qian's logistical support had no issues at all. Although the other staff weren't visible, they were all working behind the scenes, mobilized right away with just one phone call.

"Don't you have the Ghost Domain? Why not get your own food," after putting down the phone, Tong Qian curiously looked at Yang Jian.

At this moment, he realized that Yang Jian could totally solve the food issue.

Yang Jian said, "You can't rely on me for everything. You're all adults now, need to learn to be independent."

"True." Tong Qian asked no more.

Soon, a drone indeed delivered the food to the fourth floor of the Caesar Hotel, where they could receive it at the window opening.

But as they ate and chatted, time unconsciously approached ten o'clock.

Although they seemed quite leisurely, by nine fifty, Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Tong Qian had already prepared.

They moved away from the passage, arriving at a wide hall, quietly waiting for that moment to arrive.