The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 445 - 251: A New Beginning, Magic Edition of
Chapter 445: Chapter 251: A New Beginning, Magic Edition of ”Approaching Science”?Pale white light shone upon over a hundred bodies, and the bodies shockingly sat up in full view.

”What?!” Police Chief Rubin immediately stepped forward, hands clutching the balcony railing as he looked towards the direction of the open space beside the street, ”What’s happening?!”

”The bodies... the bodies are moving!” Terror also seeped into the voice of the officer beside him, ”Police Chief Rubin... what is this?”

Had over a hundred bodies collectively resurrected?

Such a scene was utterly unheard of!

And the officers on the street also aimed their guns at these risen bodies, becoming alert as a result.

These people had died from an unknown poisonous gas by Clo, but now they had come back to life, making the officers think of zombies often seen in movies and TV shows.

If it really was a zombie virus, they had to nip the threat in the bud.

”Hm?”

”What’s wrong?”

”Why am I here?”

”No... No, don’t!”

And those who had resurrected also noticed the guns pointed at them and, after a brief moment of confusion, fell into panic.

”Why are you aiming guns at us? We pay taxes!”

”Right, does paying taxes feed ingrates like you?”

Under fear, the ”bodies” raised their angry voices, instinctively banding together into a circle, staring hostilely at the surrounding officers.

”But you’re already dead! Don’t move!” Although the armed officers had undergone psychological endurance training, they had never been trained on what to do in the face of resurrected bodies.

Thus, both the bodies and the officers were equally tense, and there was no doubt that a tragedy would occur if there were any mishap.

A bullet-ridden ”body” would have extensive organ damage that was beyond saving.

”We’re already dead? Can dead people talk?”

”Wait, I think I inhaled some gas... then I passed out.”

And the ”bodies” gradually recalled their last moments before death, looking at each other, unable to believe this was reality.

At this moment, Police Chief Rubin seemed to realize something and he shouted, ”Stop, everyone, put down your weapons!”

His shout had strong penetration, and officers down the street could hear it loud and clear; they promptly lowered their firearms.

”They’ve been resurrected?” An officer beside Police Chief Rubin couldn’t help voicing his speculation, ”Was it... the Magician?!”

There are prejudices in this world, just like how the police would naturally blame Clo for the poisonous gas massacre, and, upon discovering the mass resurrection of bodies, they attributed this feat to the Magician, Jiang Shu.

The latter might still have room for argument and rejection, but the former...

Red Clo unhesitatingly acknowledged the horrific incident.

Upon hearing the officer’s remark, Police Chief Rubin and the officer both looked towards the top of the Obsidian Building, where a man in a neat, sharp black suit stood at the edge of the rooftop.

Jiang Shu calmly looked down at the common people below; he seemed to have done everything he needed to, standing straight as a sword, leisurely straightening the clothes he had disarranged during the fight.

Elegant, methodically organized.

The spotlight’s light shone from behind Jiang Shu, a white halo lingering at his side, the cool-toned light giving him an indescribable unique aura.

Mysterious, aloof, yet filled with care.

Like the God described in ancient scriptures.

God loves people, yet remains distant from them.

At that moment, upon noticing the bodies’ resurrection, everyone’s gaze shifted towards the Magician standing high in the sky.

Jiang Shu.

Could it really be him who resurrected all the civilians who had died tonight because of Clo?

This scenario looked so absurd, but at this moment, it was something everyone unanimously believed.

From predictions to playing cards, from flames to invisibility, then to spirit perception, control of thunder and even the resurrection a few days ago, and today’s mass resurrection...

Was he really human?

Such doubts arose in everyone’s mind.

—

Jiang Shu took one last glance at the scene below.

After his figure disappeared from the rooftop of the Obsidian Building, no one paid him any attention anymore, and the police officers were also heading towards the top floor of the Obsidian Building.

The street lights had gradually brightened, warm lights returning, and the street filled with life once again, no longer bearing the earlier terror and suppression.

Those resurrected also actively communicated with law enforcement, and after confirming the situation, they had reintegrated into the crowd.

However, the resurrected still needed to be taken to the hospital for further examination.

The matter concerning Tang had come to an end.

Jiang Shu walked to a darker side of the rooftop, surrounded by the darkness as the spotlight around the surrounding buildings turned off.

No one could see his presence anymore.

He turned his head toward an eastern direction where night wind blew.

The camera angle shifted, and when the view returned to that spot, there was no longer any trace of Jiang Shu.

Only scattered playing cards fluttered with the breeze.

—

Jiang Shu emerged from under the Magic Table, greeted by the newly resurrected Paperman Little Clo.

”Yay, back again!” Paperman Red Clo cheered joyously, ”What does it feel like to be a hero?”