Zai Zong's voice naturally could not reach the game.
Nor could the NPCs inside hear his shouts.
The reason for his reaction, aside from how realistic the game was, was that something terrifying had appeared before him.
Beneath the Apartment Building, within the Pitch Black depths that even moonlight could not reach—
A huge, horrifying face slowly emerged.
It was covered in wrinkles, its folds layered like ravines. It was the face of an old crone.
Sparse white hair drifted in the wind atop its head, like countless tiny legs that made one's scalp crawl.
Its long neck wound between the floors like a snake's body, with no end in sight.
Its two eyes were tiny and set extraordinarily far apart, glowing with an eerie green light beneath the hazy moonlight.
Even stranger, from the moment it emerged, it wore a faint, chilling smile.
There was not a trace of kindness in it. On the contrary, it radiated endless savagery.
Zai Zong had no idea which floor it had emerged from. Its neck was long and thick, and all he could see was its end disappearing into the abyss below.
Could it have come from the 90th Floor? Or perhaps the 85th?
But one thing was certain: it meant no good.
Because it was smiling mockingly at Father on the 96th Floor.
It slowly opened its terrifyingly huge mouth, revealing sharp black fangs as disgusting, viscous saliva dripped down.
Its mouth was so enormous that it had torn all the way to its ears.
When it opened its mouth, it looked as though its head had been sliced cleanly across, connected only by the scalp at the back so it would not split in two.
Zai Zong no longer needed to warn anyone about the monster's appearance.
The NPCs on