Amid the downpour, vast swathes of Living Dead emerged from the dense curtain of rain.
They were hunched over, their faces deathly pale, their clouded eyeballs melted into a murky blur. Their arms, stretched grotesquely long at their sides, dragged across the ground.
As if they had sensed the group watching them, the Living Dead all raised their heads toward the window, opened their mouths, and let out silent howls amid the downpour.
—At some unknown point, tens of thousands of Living Dead had converged from every direction beneath the guesthouse.
"What are those things?"
Looking at the Living Dead below, gathered around the guesthouse without attacking, merely roaring one after another as though competing to see who had the louder voice, Qingyi blinked curiously as she leaned against the window.
"Living Corpses, probably. The One Body Cult must have made them. They're most likely trying to delay us."
Casually pulling the Curtain shut, Bai Zhi curled his lip.
"Since they aren't coming up, we can ignore them for now."
...What did it matter if they surrounded this place? If he wanted to leave, he could get out anytime.
Compared with such trivial matters, there was something more important at hand.
"You think we're currently inside a larger Dream Domain encompassing all of Linjiang County?"
Glancing at the silent Huan Yan, Li Boshang raised his head and looked solemnly at Bai Zhi.
"Of course. And I think it's quite likely."
Bai Zhi shrugged slightly, returned to the Sofa, and sat down. As he casually answered, he began taking stock of the food Mu Qiansè had provided him.
"It's just that compared to the Dream Domain we experienced before, this one feels more real... so real that people cannot tell they're in a dream."
"But that Rabbit just said it wasn't