Player and Garbage Disposal

Xu Huo tore open his sleeve. The veins beneath his skin had swollen dark blue and black, and his skin had grown dry like old tree bark. The good news was that although the left side of his body had gone stiff, his left leg was only a little numb, and he could still walk.

The gallery was about to disappear, and the sounds around him were drawing closer. He opened the Five or Five Open Air Window and jumped through.

Just like Jiang Jiang before, the gallery dissolved into smoke-like colors and vanished. After spotting the bodies of her bodyguards, the players swarmed over and surrounded the people standing amid the haunted house's ruins. "What happened? Where's the enemy?"

Some searched for any players who might still be around, while others arranged for Jiang Jiang to leave. Once in the car, she leaned against the window and gazed at the ruins on the ground, letting out a soft sigh. "He actually refused to leave..."

Xu Huo had no idea how long his condition would last. Returning to District 011 was one option; staying in District 009 was another. Both carried risks, but he had no intention of leaving.

Jiang Jiang clearly knew something. Even if the one who had trained her wasn't the Doctor from Seventeenth Hospital, but the real Shang Shuming, they must still have had some connection to that Doctor. He couldn't afford to miss this lead.

With a bang, the window sprang open in an old residential neighborhood and, as usual, tossed him out of the sky. Xu Huo grabbed the Strings to slow his fall, but his left foot buckled when he landed. His body lost its balance, and he crashed into the dumpster beside him, startling a little girl who had been rummaging through