By the time Jiang Qiao went upstairs and returned to his room, night had completely blanketed Tanjung Sepat.
He did not turn on the lights.
Instead, he sat by the window and looked outside.
There were no pedestrians on the streets.
Nor were there any vehicles.
Everyone had hurried home by evening, afraid to wander outside. Even the homeless had found abandoned buildings to hide in, no longer daring to sleep on the streets as they had before.
In fact,
the news said the murder case had appeared half a month ago, but it had likely begun more than twenty days earlier.
The first to die had been the homeless.
It was simply that their lives were not considered lives, and no one paid attention to them.
"This is what a chaotic age is like."
"Human lives are worth less than grass."
"Ordinary people already have it hard enough. Those at the very bottom basically have no way to survive."
Jiang Qiao sighed.
His gaze swept across the city.
Tanjung Sepat was clearly short on electricity. Only scattered, dim yellow streetlights stood along the streets outside, providing practically no illumination. No wonder the hotel had prepared its own generator.
But that did not affect Jiang Qiao.
He could clearly take in every corner of the city.
So he quickly noticed something.
The streetlights on certain roads in the city were changing. Their already dim light grew even fainter, as though some force had eroded their glow.
And within the shadows beside those streetlights, figures slowly began to wriggle out.
"Corpses are wandering around in the middle of the night."
Jiang Qiao narrowed his eyes.
He quickly identified those corpses as homeless people who had starved to death in the alleys. But now, after being affected by Supernatural Erosion, they had