"You broke the rules..."
Ji Li's head hung slightly. Two strands of long hair fell before his face, covering his tightly shut eyes. Huddled in the corner of the restroom, he looked utterly isolated and helpless.
Even without his eyes, he could still smell the scent of certain death in this situation.
Whether it was Number 1414, Number 1413, or all of Old Yu Street, every ghost currently present was merely a chess piece. That mysterious Root Ghost was the greatest threat.
That ghost stood at an absolute height, looking down upon every human and ghost on Old Yu Street, setting vague rules to restrain them.
The reason he called them vague was because only at this moment did Ji Li realize that, to the Root Ghost, the rules were nothing more than a "toy" it could manipulate at will.
There were an extraordinary number of ghosts in Number 1414. By the rules, opposing factions had to exist; otherwise, humans would have no chance of surviving.
But because Ji Li had seen the core clue within the Red Pattern, it had casually altered that rule, directly eliminating the opposition between ghosts and ordering them to erase him.
The harsher the price it paid, the more valuable that intelligence was.
Ji Li had nearly fallen into certain death, but it also made him understand that the Red Pattern might be far more than he had imagined.
To the Root Ghost, it might carry another kind of significance, perhaps even more important than the mission's path to survival.
Only that could justify its altering the rules and resorting to any means necessary to kill a living person.
"Heh..."
With his eyes shut, Ji Li slowly raised his head. Aside from calmness, his pale face bore a cold, disdainful sneer.
Though he had