Chapter 5: Chapter 2 The Reincarnator's Plan to Cling to a Powerful Support_2

The most terrifying part was that these monsters could not only take the form of common animals but even replace human appearances, and neither their intelligence nor their personality was affected, making them indistinguishable under normal circumstances.

In the cold, secluded environment of the scientific research station, a group of people had to face not only the monsters but also fell into mutual suspicion of their own companions—

"...this is somewhat interesting."

Cen Dongsheng gradually became entranced as he watched.

However, the reason for his fascination might be different from that of ordinary viewers.

While others saw it as a thrilling fictional story, he watching it made his heart stir because of his "past" real experiences.

Using illusions to carry out spirit manipulation, even infiltrating human bodies to perform "possession"... such abilities were not uncommon among ghosts; In fact, in the battles at the Exorcism Ghost House, the classic horror scenario of "getting separated from teammates due to environmental confusion, and when met again, the teammates were no longer the original ones," was something that Cen Dongsheng had encountered more than once.

One had to always remain vigilant, even towards companions who they spent days and nights with—if lacking this caution, he would probably have died long ago.

And upon reflection, having the luxury of sitting down calmly to watch a film for entertainment was indeed a luxury for him...

In the future, Cen Dongsheng was a member of the Governance Bureau of Tiannan District, specifically responsible for conducting exorcism operations in supernatural areas like ghost houses and evil lands within the district, firefighting under the command of his superiors, serving as a crucial component in maintaining the city's peace and stable order. His days were tough, with hardly any free time, and his job inevitably put his life at risk.

Yet, even so, his life was still better off than ordinary people who couldn't even master basic Cursing Prohibition and could only shiver and hide in shelters, praying not to be killed by ghosts or some unrestrained Forbidden Masters who had fallen into the demon's path, having completely lost the freedom and rights to decide their own destinies.

And... including such movies attempting to mimic fantasies, which had nearly vanished in the future world because the real monsters that lived in this world were far beyond what humans could imagine in terms of alien life forms.

A simple documentary of battles from the Ghost House would capture footage more horrifying than any horror film; and the fights between high-grade Forbidden Masters were beyond superhero movies, making one doubt if they were even human anymore.

"I'm done watching. Phew~ It's really good, no matter how many times I watch it, it's always thrilling."

As the film on the screen began to show credits, An Zhizhen stretched and turned to him with a smile.

"Yeah... it's quite realistic."

Cen Dongsheng replied.

"What?"

"The monster in the film, it must have been made with props, right?"

"Exactly! Though it's all practical effects, it's cooler than the popular computer CG nowadays... Dongsheng, you have great taste, how about we regularly host movie-watching sessions?"

"Ahaha..."

Cen Dongsheng chuckled bitterly.

"I might not always have the time, I have to work, you know."

"Is that so… By the way, how are your studies? Didn't fail any courses in your first year, did you?"

"Huh? I think I did fail. But I guess it's not something to worry about, isn't it? Summer vacation just started."

Cen Dongsheng tried to recall what he was doing at this time. His current identity was still that of a student in the ivory tower, and thinking about it now indeed felt like a lifetime ago.

"My high school teachers all said that once you get to college, you can relax."

"They lied to you. The college entrance exam scores are just a stepping stone; what's most important for personal development is what you learn once you're through the door, that's the experience of someone who has been there, like your elder sister."

Sister Zhi Zhen pointed with a serious expression, advising earnestly.

"Whether nursing a fascination for acquiring knowledge, or caring more about finding a job to earn money, in your college life, it's better to make this decision early."

"...that's..."

"I've heard you've enrolled in psychology? Maybe consider transitioning to cognitive science and neurology later? You know, I am a psychiatrist, and I'll have my own lab in the future; this way, we might have the chance to work together."

She even started pitching her field, seemingly truly hoping someone would join her in academia.

Sorry, I can't understand a word you're saying. I only chose psychology because that's where my scores got me...

Cen Dongsheng began to admire the ceiling in Sister Zhi Zhen's house, opting to pretend that he hadn't heard her.

After all, in the future world, these things didn't matter anymore.

But the present An Zhizhen probably didn't understand this yet...

However, he soon remembered the purpose of his visit and quickly grabbed the bag he carried.

"Oh right, I brought the book you asked for!"

"Ah, thank you."

The book was borrowed from Jinjiang City Library, which wasn't far from where they lived. For Cen Dongsheng, who loved reading and lacked other forms of entertainment, the library had been the best place to spend his holidays since childhood.

Of course, that was in the past.

An Zhizhen, too, was a regular at the library, but since there was a limit to the amount of books one could borrow each time, Sister Zhi Zhen had previously asked Cen Dongsheng to use some of his quota.

Cen Dongsheng took out the books one by one and handed them to Sister Zhi Zhen. She immediately began to flip through them.

He watched her browsing the books with relish. After borrowing them, Cen Dongsheng had naturally flipped through these books, but unfortunately, if they weren't highly specialized academic theories, he couldn't understand them at all; or they were thick books full of jargon, all in English, which made his scalp tingle.

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