Jiang Qiao stood at the ferry crossing and looked toward the opposite bank.
The opera stage was not far away, yet it gave off a mirage-like feeling. The performers onstage made no sound. Though the dan role danced with long water sleeves, her movements were unnaturally mechanical.
The "audience" beneath the stage stood packed together, numbering at least several hundred.
These people were extremely strange.
Their bodies faced away from the stage, but their faces had twisted 180 degrees to look toward it. Moreover, every audience member had exactly the same posture, height, and build. Although their faces could not be seen, they still gave off the feeling of being Replicants.
"Good grief."
"Are they considered to be facing away from the stage or facing it?"
Just as Jiang Qiao was observing the scene,
all of a sudden,
an urgent voice came from beside him. "Watch out! Don't look!"
"Hm?"
"Someone's here?"
Jiang Qiao immediately turned his head.
He found that a young man in a coarse cloth jacket had appeared in the nearby alley at some point. His face was sallow, and he waved frantically at Jiang Qiao, urging him to hurry over.
"A survivor?"
The town inside the Supernatural Space was extremely deserted. Since entering, this was the first time Jiang Qiao had encountered a living person.
Moreover,
he could sense that this person was an Evolver!
"I'll take a look."
After a brief moment of thought, he walked toward the alley.
As soon as he entered the alley, the tension visibly drained from the man's face. He let out a long breath and hurriedly said, "Friend, you mustn't watch that Ghost Opera. If you watch for too long, you'll become part of the audience and never be able to leave."
As he spoke,
he cautiously glanced behind