New Chapter: Contraband Kill List

"Once you're on that Kill List, who can last for long? As the vast sea churns, the people and things on the list change and change again." The chef sounded somewhat moved, as though he wanted to look up at the sky, only to see an enormous black pot hanging above his head.

He froze, then smiled helplessly. "How fitting. Black enough to chill one's heart. Such is life's helplessness—carry the burden and press onward."

The chef continued, "Look at it—well, I mean the Mysterious Mobile Phone. It walks through the present world and does not wish to sink into oblivion. To it, Mortal World Old Scenery has warmth. Those fragments, those extraordinary figures, those familiar experiences make it feel as though it is still alive. Those old photographs, the changes in the Supernatural Center..."

"Chef, what nonsense are you spouting? What kind of poison are you feeding him?!" A golden vortex flashed, and the Mysterious Mobile Phone appeared.

The chef looked up and said, "Isn't he about to go to the execution ground? No, that's not right. He's about to undergo a life-and-death trial. He's practically done for already, so can't I say a few things and let him die with some understanding?"

The Mysterious Mobile Phone emitted a faint green glow, a color it had never displayed before. "I encountered quite a few living beings before, traveling together through Mortal World Old Scenery. There were indeed some who were rather 'costly.' But this one, for now, seems rather 'costly in years,' and may even cost me my photographs."

The chef said in surprise, "Aren't you sending him to hell? And this is probably another special juncture, where a special event will erupt violently, right? Isn't that certain death? When hell is emptied, whoever enters dies. There won't be