"Fuck, what the hell is this thing inside the phone?"
Ji Yan's scalp tingled.
Anything capable of "one-click deleting" a Tier 4 [Telephone Ghoul] was definitely no weak eerie thing. He just didn't know why it was helping him.
Soon, an announcement rang out inside the carriage:
"Ding-dong! The first Player has concluded their hunt. As they did not carry out the hunt, they are deemed to have forfeited the first round. The second Player will begin hunting next."
As the voice faded, the filthy, pitch-black [drowned eerie] melted into a puddle of pus and vanished.
Ji Yan waited for the game's notification, but it never came.
That meant he was not the one carrying out the hunt in the second round...
Ji Yan's mood sank further. The farther back he was, the worse his situation would become.
"Ah—!!"
The pregnant woman's screams had gone from piercing agony to weak, hoarse cries, until even those became mute...
She lay sprawled there, her clothes drenched in sweat, her face utterly pale.
Her chest rose and fell before gradually falling still...
She was likely severely weakened, perhaps even in shock. Her condition was terrible.
Yet the passengers in the carriage remained indifferent toward the pregnant woman, whose life hung by a thread and who might lose both herself and her child.
It was more accurate to say that she had no presence at all...
At the same time, something changed with the mother who had been constantly hitting and berating her daughter.
The daughter, who had kept her head lowered the entire time, finally reached her breaking point amid the abuse. She clenched the pencil in her hand and viciously stabbed it into her mother's right eye. A fresh round of screams echoed through the carriage.
Ji Yan did not look at