The sun had risen for work, its faint light shining into the room. If not for the collapsed wall, the place might even have felt cozy.
"Ding-dong~"
"Ding-dong~"
The doorbell rang.
"Hello, I'm here to clean."
Naturally, no one answered the cleaner. The cleaner was already used to it.
Then came the sound of a key being inserted.
The cleaner stared at the wall that had become rubble, and the broom slipped from their hand without them noticing.
Ye Huan, hiding in the shadow beneath the table, watched the cleaner who had wandered in by accident.
"Should I leave through the cleaner's shadow?"
"No! I can't!"
"Judging from the system notifications, I've underestimated the intelligence of the other Transmigrators."
"They couldn't possibly have failed to notice such a huge living person."
"Then there's only one possibility..."
"This cleaner is a trap!"
Ye Huan would bet that if he jumped out now, he would immediately face an onslaught of attacks.
Gritting his teeth, Ye Huan endured his exhausted body and remained perfectly still.
Persistence meant victory.
Just as he had expected, the moment the cleaner entered, every backup measure left behind by the players locked onto the cleaner.
If anything unusual happened, no player would hold back.
Unfortunately, there was nothing abnormal about the cleaner.
The Fire clone stared expressionlessly into the room.
This had merely been a Wild Card. Catching him would be nice, but failing to find him was no big deal.
Meanwhile, the True Body was being led all over the place by the Howling Moon Wolf.
It said something to San Hua in Dog Language, and San Hua nodded to show he understood.
"Little Wang says the target's scent became faint here. He seems to have gotten into a car; it caught the smell of gasoline."
"Keep