The instant his finger touched the blood, the afterlife built from black, white, and gray descended in a flash. Every sound vanished in the blink of an eye, and all sensations from the real world became hollow and distant.
The tall "Dean," Eileen beside him, and Little Red Riding Hood all turned into motionless phantoms suspended in the air. Yu Sheng looked toward the headless corpse and saw a middle-aged man in a shirt and trousers sitting blankly beside the desk, seemingly still deeply absorbed in calculating something.
Yu Sheng walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, I have a few questions to ask..."
"Give me a little more time, just a little," the middle-aged man said without looking up. "I know. I know I'm already dead. 'It' gave me the power to see through calamities, but I'm just a little short... I'm almost there. I'm almost going to figure out what this thing really is..."
Yu Sheng was instantly stunned.
This wasn't his first time speaking with the dead, but the situation this time was clearly different from before!
The dead man named Sun Chen remained hunched over the desk, writing furiously, seemingly completely unconcerned with his own death—not even curious about why Yu Sheng had suddenly appeared in this afterlife. He was utterly different from the dazed "dead" Yu Sheng had encountered before!
The next moment, Yu Sheng forcibly suppressed his curiosity. He did not interrupt the figure busy at the desk, but cautiously leaned over from the side, wanting to see what Sun Chen was writing that made him unwilling to stop even after death.
He saw dazzling, even dizzying numbers and calculation symbols—just like those on the surrounding walls.
It was a thick notebook. Sun Chen was rapidly sketching line after line on a