The First Second

Perhaps Fang Shenyan's mind ranked among the top five in the Top Ten Branches.

But that did not mean he could unravel Ten-Day Escape through a few fragmented images.

In truth, he still knew nothing about the dead ends and paths to survival in the Ten-Day Escape mission.

He had merely, by chance, seen that the Killing Method in this mission had risen to the level of rules.

And through that, it was already enough for him to see the Third Floor ghosts' intentions.

Fang Shenyan did not need to understand how Ten-Day Escape worked, nor was there any need for him to do so.

The problem remained a problem.

How to kill Chen Hansheng had become the only question at hand.

The Third Floor ghosts had no ability to kill, so relying on them was impossible.

And Fang Shenyan's personal strength lay at two extremes.

His only Sin Object was ghostification; as long as he transformed into a ghost, he was invincible.

But now, he had lost the ability to transform into a ghost and had become an ordinary person.

Then, without a Sin Object, how could he kill a veteran branch manager who had been famous for so long...

The left half of Fang Shenyan's face was soaked in blood, while the right half was pale as paper, the contrast stark.

The price of the White-faced Ghost Mask was taking over his body. There was not much time left.

Only by eliminating Chen Hansheng before he reverted to a youth could he become one who cleared the mission.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Shenyan fixed his gaze on Chen Hansheng in the distance and said coldly,

"Your time is running out."

From those words onward, Fang Shenyan's plan was already underway.

Likewise, the choice was placed in