Liao City, early morning.
Sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the bedroom, spreading a patch of warm light across the floorboards.
Zhang Lie opened his eyes, stared at the crystal chandelier hanging overhead, and remained dazed for a long time.
This was his villa.
A villa allocated for a baron's peerage, three stories high, with a garden and a garage, located in Liao City's most expensive wealthy district.
He was back.
He had returned alive from that mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
He closed his eyes, and the image resurfaced in his mind:
Chen Hao spread his arms, blocking in front of him, and shouted his last words in a hoarse voice:
"My younger sister is named Chen Xiaoduo, in Pengcheng--"
Zhang Lie snapped his eyes open, gasping heavily.
He felt for his phone on the bedside table and opened that chat group.
The group name was still the one from when they first entered the game together—"Destiny Survival Squad".
There were thirteen people when the group was created, and now there was only him left.
Zhang Lie's finger hovered over the screen for a long time, and finally he still exited the group chat.
He dialed a number.
"Hello? Zhang Lie?" The voice on the other end of the phone carried a hint of surprise. "Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"
"Brother Li," Zhang Lie said in a hoarse voice, "help me look into someone. Pengcheng, Baron Chen Hao's younger sister, Chen Xiaoduo."
The other side fell silent for a moment: "Chen Hao... is he the one who entered the game with you?"
"Mm."
"What happened to him?"
Zhang Lie closed his eyes: "Dead."
On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a long time.
"Okay." Brother Li's voice deepened. "I'll