Knock—knock—
Knock—knock—
The moment Zai Zong heard that slow, rhythmic knocking, he felt like his whole world had gone wrong.
Cold sweat trickled down from his temples.
Even with the room's air conditioner set to 17 degrees and blasting cold air, it could not block the chill creeping up from behind him.
"Jesus Christ. How did it follow me here? What am I supposed to do now? Open the door and fight the monster?"
The thought had barely surfaced before he immediately shook his head and rejected it.
Fight a monster with cold weapons?
That was practically trading blood for blood!
Way too costly. No way!
He wanted firearms!
Preferably a gun with infinite ammo and no recoil!
At that moment, the protagonist in the real-time rendered animation looked around in panic.
In the end, he looked toward the decorative cabinet beside the door and prepared to drag it over to block the entrance.
But then, a trembling, weak female voice sounded from outside the door.
[Is anyone in there...?]
Her voice was filled with fear and panic, making her sound unbearably pitiful.
Zai Zong froze when he heard it.
What was going on?
There was a person outside?
Not that monster whose bones cracked so loudly?
That was impossible. That thing had been chasing him the whole way. It could not be.
Wait!
Zai Zong suddenly realized something was off.
He had been so frightened that he had only focused on running and had never turned back to look.
So he could not be certain whether the monster had really caught up with him.
What if it had not caught up, and this woman had happened to see it?
That was not impossible!
But he still could not be sure. This woman was too suspicious!
As Zai Zong pondered,