Chapter 770: Life-or-Death Crisis

"Okay." The street vendor told me the address and sneered, "I hope I'll still get to see you."

"I hope so too." I glanced at him, then turned and left with Liu Ling'er.

Bai Xue followed behind me as well, her eyes filled with worry.

We walked along the road. The people around us all looked hurried. From time to time, pale-faced people passed by. Everyone was already used to it,

In this world where humans and ghosts coexisted, some ghosts were merely passersby. They hurried along without ever stopping.

Just then, my gaze suddenly shifted. The factory buildings had already come clearly into view ahead of us.

The entire factory was pitch-black, visible even from far away. Not only that, but all the surrounding buildings were deserted, making the flour mill seem unbearably desolate.

"This is the place." I arrived at the entrance of the flour mill. A crooked sign hung above it, bearing the words Dafa Flour Mill.

"Let's go." After saying that, I entered first. Liu Ling'er followed nervously. Her Epoch Bell was damaged as well, so now we were both just ordinary people.

Once we entered, the entire flour mill came into view.

Weeds grew everywhere, and abandoned buildings were scattered all around. The flour mill was enormous. It was easy to imagine that when it had been prosperous, it must have employed thousands of workers.

All the walls around us were pitch-black, as if they had once been burned.

The air was filled with the smell of something scorched. On top of that, there was a suffocating sensation.

"Be careful. We've already stepped into hell," I said.

Liu Ling'er grew tense and held a talisman in her hand.

I pushed open a door. Inside was a collection of machines burned into ruins. The sight was