Xin Yue Hotel, 1601.
Looking at the headless corpse before her, a trace of pain clearly appeared on Xia Meng's mutilated face. But before she could react any further, her figure vanished from the room.
In the next moment, Lin Yi's headless body swayed as it stood up. After bending down to pick up her head from the floor and placing it back onto her neck, she stiffly walked toward the door.
Several minutes later, after reaching the rooftop, she leapt from it.
"...How is it? Is there any way to bring her back?"
Pulling his gaze away from the corpse in front of him, which had almost been reduced to mashed meat from the fall, Bai Zhi turned to look at the Pink Haired Girl beside him.
Perhaps due to the malicious sense of humor of the Rule Scenarios, Lin Yi's corpse should have been outside the hotel. Yet now, it had appeared in the lobby in an extremely ghastly manner.
The thick stench of blood mixed with the aroma of food drifting over from the dining hall, creating a thoroughly nauseating smell.
"Bringing her back isn't a problem, but trying to snatch someone from this scenario's rules is a little difficult... Let's talk about it after this is over."
The Pink Haired Girl raised her head and glanced at him.
"But you—honestly, I thought you'd save her."
"You're overthinking it. Dead people are more valuable than living people to me."
Bai Zhi curled his lips.
"It's much easier for Dead People to become [Ghost Messengers] than it is for living people."
Underworld Posts like [Ghost Messenger] were not something just anyone could inherit. Out of a hundred ghosts, it was already quite good if even one met the requirements for the post.
Dead People had it hard enough,