If the Tenth Supervision Event was a feast of horrors, then Ruru would undoubtedly be its star.
From the collapse of Branch No. 9 to the fate of Shan Cai University, then the seizure of Branch No. 2, everything had finally come to rest at the obscure Rose Hotel.
At last, the employees had personally forced her out from behind the scenes and into the spotlight.
Of course, this might also have been her ultimate wish.
The clock struck midnight. By coincidence, twelve living people stood ready in the two dimensions above and below, waiting to behold this ghost who had risen against the odds to become the source of it all.
"Hiss..."
A cold wind blew in from outside, setting the filth-covered revolving door in motion, as though something invisible was stepping into the hotel.
Everyone's attention shifted to that door, and for a moment, they drew somewhat closer together.
Debris began falling incessantly from the ceiling. Hou Guisheng's earlier battle seemed to have damaged the entire hotel's structure, and as the cold wind swept in, it gradually began showing signs of collapse.
Ji Li stood alone on the stairs at the second floor, looking down on the silent scene from a higher, broader vantage point.
He detected not the slightest supernatural aura. It was as though the wind alone had moved the door, and the crumbled plaster raining from the ceiling was merely the result of an external force.
"Rrring!"
Amid the utter silence and heavy breathing, the alarm clock on the reception desk suddenly sounded the hour. Its piercing metallic ring startled everyone into a momentary daze.
And right then, Ji Li suddenly realized that someone seemed to have disappeared.
One, two, three, four, five...
The stairs, the entrance to the first-floor corridor, and the right side