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Mysterious Revival

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Offering flowers before the Buddha · Eastern
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Chapter 295 Information Guidance

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In a situation where he felt confident and without fear, Yang Jian seized upon the vulnerability of the human skin parchment, an advantage he had thus far in dealing with this eerie object.

If one were involved with supernatural incidents, this human skin parchment often took advantage of people's will to survive, usually having the upper hand.

This was a dangerous gamble.

Yang Jian knew that if he lost, his fate could be even worse than Zhao Kaiming's.

But with supernatural incidents erupting globally, no one had any future guarantees; keeping the object would merely add a bit more confidence to his self-preservation.

Zhao Lei's notes had stimulated Yang Jian, who couldn't bear the thought of that ghost wandering outside under Zhao Lei's identity for another moment.

Such a strange thing had to be imprisoned.

The conversation continued.

Night fell, and the fifth floor outside gradually grew dim.