Xie Zheng understood.
Paper, Pen, and Ink could alter a painting, but not fate.
Then without question, the Painter Ghost, whose first attempt had failed, would return for a second attack.
And he, Xie Zheng, would inevitably become the third victim.
But at the same time, he was the only one who knew the proper use of "Paper, Pen, and Ink." On top of that, he had faced the ghost at close range and endured its attack.
Xie Zheng was unquestionably the person here closest to a path to survival. That was his greatest advantage.
So how could he continue living in a situation where death was certain?
A plan had slowly begun to take shape after he woke up...
He would use the rules to kill this ghost instead!
The silent darkroom gave rise to a disorienting sense of unease.
Qiu Zheyan sat beside the Safe Door, ready to open it and flee at any moment, his eyes constantly watching the other three.
This was the Seventh Branch's first mission after reaching the three-star level, but it was also his first mission.
The other two newcomers had already become the first and second victims.
Qiu Zheyan was terrified now, yet also strangely reassured.
As a newcomer with little ability and no particularly sharp mind, he knew his own limits.
Following Mei Sheng's arrangements in everything and staying with the group at all times was the best strategy for staying alive.
But even he could see that something was off about the atmosphere here.
Dai Yingqi had been searching every corner of the room for something;
Mei Sheng had been studying those film strips ever since entering, without saying a word;
After being severely injured, Xie Zheng leaned off to one side with his eyes half-closed, as though he