The Eve of Upheaval

Yu Xing and her cheap older brother, who had just arrived at the hospital, rushed to the Fang Mansion without stopping.

When they left the hospital, the rickshaw that had brought them there was still there, so they got into it and it swayed and drove away from the hustle and bustle.

And behind them...

Sizzle--

Sizzle--sizzle sizzle--

The strategists in Nanshui Town cannot yet see any very direct visuals.

However, viewers who could freely choose their live stream room quickly discovered that the space seemed to be... broken.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, seemingly weakening the signal in both the instance space and the live stream room, causing the screen to flicker intermittently and emit harsh static.

The strategists, who were searching for clues and hints at the Snow Festival, were talking, and their faces and voices would distort for a moment with each signal.

What happened?

[I was just watching a live stream, how did it turn into a horror movie?]

[Hey, we were watching a horror movie, weren't we?]

[Where is it scary? Where is it scary? Where is it scary?]

[... The last time something like this happened, it seemed like some high-ranking figures in the live stream environment started making moves and directly crashed the connection signal ╮(￣⊿￣)╭]

The live stream in Nanshui Town, due to the large number of high-level strategists involved, has already attracted a wide range of experts after several days of buzz.

Some people were initially caught up in the simulation and didn't have time to watch, but now that they've finished, they're also watching the live stream.

Seeing this unusual activity, many theorists began to analyze it.

[Speaking of high-ranking beings, there are quite a few in this simulation, right? Not to mention Yan Li, Medusa, and the mysterious "Flower" who left no trace, even within the instance itself, we've already seen some --]

[Doctor, Snake Woman?]

[Don't forget about the "book"—it's actually the foundation of Nanshui Town. Now that Nanshui Town is collapsing, our signal is getting worse. I suspect the sacrifice at the Snow Festival fulfilled some condition, and the Snake Woman is about to attack the Diviners!]

[The Doctor is acting strangely. Why did he suddenly stop pretending? I remember Xing seemed to have reached some kind of agreement with the Doctor, but the screen was pointed at the Doctor at the time, making the picture blurry and I couldn't hear anything.]

[See? Now Fang Xiao is going to settle accounts with the Doctor, isn't he?]

Now that Fang Xiao already knew about the situation at the hospital, the sudden deaths of the security guards, doctors, and Doctor were tantamount to a provocation against Fang Xiao.

It's like saying...

Look, these are all people I created, and you, as the one in control, have been kept in the dark by me for so long. How ridiculous!

Yu Xing sat in the rickshaw and glanced at Fang Xiao's expression beside her.

Fang Xiao was introducing him to the scenery along the way, such as when a noodle shop opened, which jade shop left behind many precious treasures during its trade with the outside world, and which cinema updated its movies in real time...

He appeared perfectly normal, showing a remarkable ability to conceal his emotions.

If Yu Xing's guess is correct, Fang Xiao should be seething with anger right now.

Fang Mansion.

Mingzhu sat on the edge of the bed, intently listening to the sounds outside.

The stark white sunlight streamed in through the elegant wooden lattice window, plunging her pupils into a snowy expanse.

The temperature was dropping rapidly, and her thin pajamas were no longer enough to keep her warm. She rubbed her numb arms and silently pulled the blanket behind her to wrap herself up.

Mingzhu's body was still covered in wounds, with several new bruises and finger marks appearing on top of the old ones that had not yet faded.

That was left by Fang Xiao last night.

It's getting more and more terrifying. Fang Xiao... his body is getting colder and colder, like a cold-blooded animal without any warmth.

Last night, Mingzhu glanced countless times at the painting tube left by her younger brother, which was placed under the dressing table.

She knew that there was a sharp Tang sword inside.

Her younger brother told her to use that knife to protect herself if necessary.