Wen Xishu knew, of course, that human strength could not outpace an engine. So after cycling out of Han River Park and seeing a road for motor vehicles... he immediately made a decision.
Forty minutes of his forty-eight hours had already passed, and he did not even know where his objective was. To keep himself from dying in the Desire Tower... Wen Xishu decided to commit a string of crimes.
He planned to do what he had done to A Hui several more times.
At the roadside, Wen Xishu flagged down a taxi. After getting in, he said:
"Driver, Miracle Tower."
The taxi driver frowned.
"Sir, that place hasn't had a very good reputation lately. Could you get out instead? I... I won't take this fare."
Wen Xishu was rather surprised.
"I'll pay extra."
"I won't go no matter how much you pay... Sorry, I'm sorry. Please don't report me. I really don't dare go there."
The driver seemed to feel he needed to explain further, not wanting Wen Xishu to die needlessly, so he said:
"A friend of mine went there to interview for an elevator maintenance job... then suddenly lost contact with everyone. Yesterday, he appeared on-screen speaking up for Miracle Tower."
"But the way he looked... it was so strange. That smile brimming with happiness, when... when he was a bad-tempered man who hardly ever smiled, and something like that had happened to his family, too."
Wen Xishu immediately recalled the man in the elevator. It seemed these employees had all suffered a terrifying supernatural invasion and been completely transformed. He asked:
"What happened?"
The little people in the city were exceptionally perceptive when it came to survival. Whether A Hui or this driver... they had both avoided Miracle Tower.
Wen Xishu admired them for that.
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