"There's one more thing, and it's very important." Luo Tianhe had always seemed stern and humorless, but now he grew even more serious. His gaze swept over the Fatty, making him shiver.
"According to the people at the newspaper, this hasn't happened just once. And it hasn't only happened at their paper. The newspapers of many other publications have suffered the same thing, but no one can figure out why."
"The proofs were confirmed, and they checked the papers on the day they were printed. Everything was fine. But after the papers were sold, the contents inexplicably changed."
"Even stranger, the news that appeared in them was always explosive, highly sensational, and very specific. The moment it came out, it drew widespread attention from all walks of society. And especially... the perspective was incredibly bizarre. Many of the articles were narrated in the voices of the dead, and described everything in such exhaustive detail that it sent a chill down your spine."
"So, in private, people at these newspapers started calling them 'ghost papers.' They meant that the stories weren't gathered by people, but by ghosts."
"Only ghosts could do something like that."
Luo Tianhe fell silent for a moment. When he spoke again, his tone and expression had turned strange. "The people at the newspapers also warned us never to get involved with anyone mentioned in those articles, because every time one appeared, it was accompanied by a curse."
The Fatty swallowed. "What... what curse?"
"Anyone mentioned in an article is certain to die within seven days." Luo Tianhe's voice chilled as he looked over the group, scrutinizing them. "And it's not just the people mentioned. Terrible things happen to those around them, too. Their family, friends, and loved ones are all at high risk of meeting with misfortune."