Unfinished Building

Wu Qi's RV was heading deeper into Orange Isle. Bent over, Li Huowang looked through the window at the pitch-black Unfinished Buildings around them.

The standing water on the ground and the construction materials strewn about had already slowed the RV down. The headlights cast their high beams ahead, plating the road before them in a layer of white.

Li Huowang did not know whether it was an illusion, but he seemed to see a figure flash through the Unfinished Buildings. Yet he did not sense anyone watching him.

After about five minutes, the rolling tires slowly came to a stop.

"Look at the shitty place you picked. It was hell to drive through—I even scraped up my paint." Wu Qi pushed open the driver's door in dissatisfaction.

"Sis Wu, how many owners has this car gone through already? Does it even still have paint to scrape?" Qing Wanglai had just gotten out when he sidestepped to the left, dodging Wu Qi's kicking foot.

Behind them, Li Huowang also got out of the vehicle with Yang Na supporting him.

After examining the unfinished building before him, which had not even been topped out yet, for several seconds, he asked Qing Wanglai, "Which floor?"

Before Qing Wanglai could answer, a beam from a flashlight flashed on the sixth floor, blinking in that direction.

Seeing this, Li Huowang entered the unfinished building before him and headed upward along the stairway without guardrails.

When he reached the sixth floor, Li Huowang discovered that it was pitch-black here, without the slightest bit of light.

"What's going on? Wasn't there light here just now? Did I come to the wrong floor?"

Just as the puzzled Li Huowang was about to walk to the window and count the floors, an incomparably pale man's face suddenly popped