The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 389 - 229: The Corpse is Breathing!
Chapter 389: Chapter 229: The Corpse is Breathing!The sound of footsteps continued and grew closer, while inside the room, Koichi Kojima held his breath in tension.

Suddenly, Ooishi snapped to his senses. He snatched the chicken that Kojima was holding and placed it at the entrance of the room before prodding it with the black tripod of the camera.

”Cluck cluck—” The chicken immediately walked out from the room, leisurely stretching its claws and ambling left and right towards Jiang Shu, who was approaching.

”So it’s you.” Jiang Shu squatted down, looked at the chicken, then grabbed it and set it aside. He glanced into the darkness behind the room but didn’t proceed further; instead, he turned and walked towards the bed.

”Whew—” Inside the room, both Koichi Kojima and Ooishi let out a long sigh of relief, their tense emotions instantly easing, and their entire beings relaxed as if completely.

They didn’t know why they felt such inexplicable fear.

Could it be...

Because of the unknown?

After all, this version of Jiang Shu was completely different from the one seen in videos or on variety shows. They had originally thought him to be an extremely gentle person, but after observing up close the eerie Resurrection Technique today, they couldn’t help but feel that this guy was definitely not simple, that he harbored deep secrets.

In any case, it was like an aura of sorts, something they felt utterly incapable of confronting head-on. They just wanted to hide inside the room and wait for Jiang Shu to leave before making any plans.

Koichi Kojima glanced at the live chat. He dared not to turn on the Simulated Light Screen, for it would emit light and attract Jiang Shu’s attention, so he was watching through his Prosthetic Eye.

”Why does this feel a bit scary?”

”I always get the feeling this magician is up to no good...”

”Such a strong aura, so there really are people with such terrifying presence.”

”What’s he going to do now? Aren’t reviving flies and chickens enough? Does he want to resurrect people now?”

”Kojima and the Photographer, take care of yourselves, I’ve called the police!”

”For real, I seriously called the police, this totally counts as desecration of a body, right?”

Kojima was momentarily stunned; he hadn’t expected someone to actually call the police. Had the situation here escalated to the point where police intervention was necessary?

However, on further thought, he realized calling the police might not be a big issue; after all, ”desecration of a body” could be a charge against Jiang Shu, and both he and the Photographer indeed hoped for police to come to the rescue.

Thus, Koichi Kojima typed a message in his Prosthetic Eye to reply to everyone: ”Thanks to the brother who called the police, I think the current situation might indeed require police assistance.”

Resurrection of the Dead Spirit...

That truly was frightening.

And in the live chat, a new round of discussion began.

”Holy shit, someone actually called the police?”

”What kind of genius screenwriter could write a script like this? I’m starting to believe this is real.”

”If it’s real, I hope it’s fake; if it’s fake, I again hope to see the real thing.”

”Hold up, don’t run, I feel the same way.”

”I hacked into the hospital’s user system, found this person Lu Yi, the internet game Photographer ’Sky Wing’, the hospital records show he indeed died yesterday afternoon.”

”The identity of the audience will always be a mystery...”

”Quick, put the camera on Jiang Shu, I want to see if he can really resurrect anything!”

”Are we witnessing history?”

As Kojima looked at each of the messages in the chat, he felt some solace—as if there really were so many people accompanying him.

Without saying anything else, with so many people watching live, Jiang Shu wouldn’t dare kill and destroy evidence in public if he discovered them, would he?

Beyond consolation, a peculiar feeling arose in his heart; he found himself eager to witness that legendary miracle up close.

The Resurrection Technique...

Too terrifying, this stuff of nightmares might actually exist.

Meanwhile, Ooishi adjusted the angle, focusing the lens on the magician by the mobile hospital bed. From a low angle, Jiang Shu’s head blocked the overhead light, encircled by a halo of cold, white light while his face remained shrouded in darkness, creating an interplay of light and shadow.

This camera angle, coupled with his impassive expression, made him resemble a perfectionist, elegantly demonic figure.

”Zzzt—” Jiang Shu unzipped the body bag again, then closed his eyes, as if feeling something in the air; his hand grasped at something in the air as before.

Something intangible, like a soul.

Time ticked by, and suddenly, Jiang Shu opened his eyes. His right hand seemed to grab something and put it into the body. His eyes showed elation, as if he was feeling something.

He stepped back, and at the same time, the body sat up straight, as if a switch had been triggered, mechanical and rigid. Then the body sat without moving.

It was eerie, a chilling atmosphere spreading through the morgue.

Koichi Kojima, mouth agape, felt a deep, instinctual fear at the sight beyond any normal rationale before him.

He had directly encountered that body before; he knew all too well it was neither a person in disguise nor some mechanical dummy—that it was a real, cold, pale, soulless human corpse.

Meaning now, that very body was moving on its own...

”???”