Although no one mentioned it, everyone shared an unspoken guess—Heavenly Sea was a ghost, only one so powerful it defied comprehension.
The Real World of Shanming City was so peaceful entirely because Heavenly Sea stood guard, intimidating or trapping every ghost.
It was unsolvable, invincible, omnipotent—this was a deeply ingrained rule in the minds of the employees.
But today, Ji Li saw an ordinary ghost...
It could ignore the emails that captured all ghosts equally, and it even dared to laugh at Heavenly Sea's Heterochromatic Eyes.
And every sign indicated that the appearance of the Skin Peeling Ghost had actually been the result of an accident.
The story was nearing its end, and all sorts of evil gods were emerging one after another, including the Great Ghost hiding behind the scenes, plotting for the ghosts of Branch No. 10 and manipulating Misfortune Events...
Ji Li drew a deep breath, raised a hand to clutch his chest, and staggered around the deep pit, his profile chilled by an eerie coldness.
As long as someone was human, they had something they cared about. Even Li Yi did, and so he went mad as well.
But it seemed Ji Li did not.
Could the truth behind Seeking the Past possibly be what he cared about?
Heavenly Sea, the cage, gray, obscurity, the store manager, estrangement... Ji Li could not find anyone for whom he could go mad, yet he had still gone mad.
His madness was not real enough; even its cause was so intangible.
Having come this far, he did not know whether he could create an ending that truly satisfied him. But aside from doing this, what else could he do now?
Ji Li stepped toward the gates of Fate, one step at a time, and suddenly understood—why the Ghost Child