This was the fastest mission Li Dahong had ever experienced. She had taken on a Commission Mission once before, and ten commissions still remained in her "account."
It was not just Commission Missions. Looking over everything she had heard and seen, she had never encountered a mission with such a rapid pace.
The mission had only begun three hours ago, yet one Supernatural Incident after another, like soul-reaping reapers, had followed close behind, forcing her step by step into the abyss.
A body bag had been thrown onto the back seat. Inside was a corpse that had been dead for over three days, along with a pile of building-block fragments that were human yet not quite human.
In the pitch-black night, the wind had turned biting with the urgency in their hearts.
Rubber tires shrieked against the ground, their sharp friction ringing through the silent Chengxiang Port.
Li Dahong's gaze was resolute. She cranked the steering wheel all the way and made an emergency U-turn on the spot. The roaring engine crushed the sound of the wind as the vehicle shot forward, speeding toward an even darker place.
The zipper of the body bag, stretched full by two "people," had opened a gap. An endlessly rotating eyeball appeared atop a square wooden block.
The eye was bright and clear, like a pool of clean water, reflecting Hu Nuannuan's slightly trembling hand and the call she had connected.
The discomfort in her lungs made breathing difficult, but did not suffocate her.
The dryness inside her body felt like a flame scorching her flesh and organs. It did not hurt, but there was a tautness, along with an increasingly intense cracking dryness.
Hu Nuannuan kept taking deep breaths to ensure she had enough strength to deal with what came next. Li Dahong