Ruan Han appeared in a residential complex. Dusk had fallen, and he was carrying his briefcase as he headed home.
There was no one on the roads inside the complex. Only the sounds of televisions and people talking from the residential buildings gave Ruan Han a sense that others were around.
Ruan Han was panicking.
He had never been a coward. But after seeing ghosts wandering the streets again and again over the past few days, and repeatedly remembering what the man in the leather jacket had said, he could not stay calm.
He had tried searching online to see if there were any solutions to a problem like this.
It was probably a common affliction of modern people. When something happened, their first reaction was to search the internet.
The internet had not helped Ruan Han.
Searching for "work partner is a ghost" brought up nothing but novels and movies.
The only thing Ruan Han gained from the search was finding plenty of ghost stories. Many of them were supposedly firsthand accounts from netizens—at least, judging by the posters and the tone of their writing. Most had virtually no clicks, comments, or shares, and did not look like content churned out by marketing companies. That made Ruan Han believe they were genuine even more.
He had encountered supernatural events himself, so he did not doubt that supernatural beings existed in this world.
Perhaps the man in the leather jacket's repeated warnings had had an effect. Looking at it this way, things really did seem to be changing, just as the man had said. The world was getting worse.
Ruan Han did not know what to do.
Thinking about it rationally, perhaps the root cause of this change was not that there were more ghosts, but that the internet had