In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Fang Yao supported her elbow and looked back toward the elevators.
The elevator display began climbing from the sixtieth floor.
Clearly, time had eerily "reset" again, returning to before Ji Yan had come up in the elevator...
"Which plot version is this?"
[Phone Eerie]: "The fourth."
"He's hit the 'plot traps' you 'wrote' dead-on in every single one."
"But you can't restrict that term talent of his."
"I reckon he'll break free of your 'plot resets' and crack your setup soon."
Fang Yao's eyes flickered. "Stalling him until then will be enough."
"Wang Sihan should be close to his limit over at the [Caesar Hotel]."
"Once he can't hold out any longer, he'll send the last [Phone Eerie] body fragment over himself!"
Fang Yao slowly walked over to the swivel chair and sat down. Watching the floor numbers climb, she continued, "So, how much equipment did those three 'plot versions' [Confiscate]?"
"One ring, one umbrella, and one needle."
Fang Yao asked, "What about that term talent?"
"He used it, but it couldn't be [Confiscated]."
Fang Yao's slender brows knitted tightly. "It's that overpowered?"
"You have [Authority], and you still can't confiscate it?!"
[Phone Eerie]: "If you really want it, retrieve the last 'body fragment' as soon as possible."
"Once I'm complete, I'll have greater control over [Authority]. Maybe then I'll be able to [Confiscate] it."
Fang Yao looked at the phone in her hand, her eyes flickering. "Let's hope so."
One of the [Phone Eerie]'s body fragments—[Novel].
Upon activating the tool—[Writing]—the player holding it could personally write multiple plot versions and project them onto the real world.
When a "protagonist" appeared in the real world and hit one of the plot's "traps" dead-on, it could trigger the [Confiscation] authority, permanently retaining items within the