"Calendar, a soul-type Sin Object. This Sin Object only targets the living and cannot affect ghosts. Usage: Turn the Number Card to the specified date to select a particular target and extract their soul for two minutes. Note: The target's Spirit Body will possess some ghostly properties. It can fight, use abilities, and be controlled at will. Cost: one life for one life, soul for soul."
World Heritage Museum, first floor, Sculpture Hall, Seventh Exhibition Hall.
Chang Nian held a plainly wrapped calendar in her hands, staring at the bizarre relief before her.
The relief had an unusual design and a strange shape, carrying the mysterious air of some religious ritual.
Broken wings rose from beneath a man's ribs, shedding lonely yet beautiful feathers.
Countless slender tentacles swayed behind him, adding a demonic sense of terror.
It was a relief utterly different in style from the surrounding sculptures.
Yet it was also Chang Nian's husband, Tong Guan.
"Child, please let me go. I have no grievance against you, and that misunderstanding from last time is already over..."
At Chang Nian's feet, a man with his hands and feet bound continued to beg and cry out.
He wore a security guard's uniform. His cap had fallen aside during his struggles, exposing his graying hair.
His weathered face wore a humble, pleading expression as he tried to awaken the goodness in Chang Nian's heart this way.
But unfortunately, the person standing here was Chang Nian.
At her core, she was an extremely stubborn and selfish person.
In her mind, no one mattered except Tong Guan.
Anyone who stood in a life-or-death conflict with Tong Guan was her enemy. For his sake, she was willing to abandon every bottom line and principle of being human.
"Date, December 1st..."
Chang Nian did