I was jolted awake by a heavy blow.
A chill struck my head, making me jolt and snap back to my senses.
I saw the ceiling of my bedroom, but it took me a while to come around.
The dream about Mo Xiaoling had been so long, and the darkness at the end had lasted for who knew how long.
I thought of that darkness and jolted again, quickly sitting up and grabbing my phone.
When I saw the time, I also thought back to the date to make sure.
The darkness had only lasted one night. Still, I'd overslept today.
Since I was already late, I didn't bother rushing.
I called Skinny. Fortunately, today marked the start of the second round of voting, and all the teams had to go set things up in the residential communities, so there was no need to report to the office. I told Skinny, then hung up and sat there in a daze.
I touched my head.
I must really have been hit. I could guess who had hit me, too.
The only question was the ghost at Mo Xiaoling's end—the one from Mount Guangyuan.
I'd felt my power surge out at that moment, which meant I'd used my ability.
But had I managed to catch that ghost? Had I weakened it?
I wasn't even hoping I'd killed it. If I really had, I wouldn't have sunk into darkness.
Just thinking about that darkness made me shudder.
It was completely different from what Gu Mo had once experienced. Gu Mo had been pulled into another space while fully conscious. He'd even said that he kept hearing singing in that space. Over and over, again and again... Although it was monotonous, time still flowed there. Gu Mo himself might not have been affected by