Global Catastrophe: Doomsday Game
Chapter 872

Cursed Object

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The firelight in the fireplace illuminated the carpeted room.

As the room of Liang Long, the Safe Zone's Deputy Commander, its furnishings were fairly luxurious.

Although most of the decorations and furniture were rather mismatched, they looked as though they had been scavenged and pieced together from the Survivors.

"Crackle—pop."

The smokeless charcoal burned, bringing waves of warmth.

Looking at Lin An, who was sitting in the seat he had once occupied, Liang Long wore a bitter smile:

"Yes, my lord."

"All the events in the Black Domain, including Meme infections."

"They all become ineffective as soon as they leave the Black Domain or their own range of activity."

"That's why even so many low-order Awakeners dare to enter the Black Domain."

He swallowed:

"As you know, Supernatural Events and Memes rarely kill everyone instantly."

"Although too many people can't enter the Black Domain, if they go in teams, then once they realize people have started dying, those who remain can still escape in time even if they can't find a way to solve the problem."

"There are always a few lucky ones who can bring something out."

A look of recollection appeared in his eyes as Liang Long remembered the Supernatural Event he had encountered the first time he entered the Black Domain.

It had been a woman in white who suddenly appeared at the end of a mountain road.

Standing in the grass beside the path, the woman flickered indistinctly like an image distorted by signal interference.

After each flicker, she would instantly reappear, closer and closer to him.

Recalling that deathly pale face and the fear that had reached straight into the depths of his heart, he couldn't help shuddering.

All four people in the group had been scared to death by that face. Only he had

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