[Main Quest Completed]
The cold system notification sounded, delivering the final verdict on Ms. Medina's death.
The fierce-looking but inwardly weak woman in black fell backward. The instant sparks caught on her fur coat, they spread into a sea of flames that raced wildly over the corpse, greedily licking every inch of flesh and leaving behind charred black carbon. Rendered fat dripped to the ground, hissing into white smoke, while the crackling of burning bones gradually faded beneath the wind.
The hatred and curse of three generations came to an end, reduced to a man-made blaze.
Zhang Yiyu dazedly looked around at the flames surging in every direction and realized this was no place to stay.
Although she did not know why the notification for clearing the Instance had yet to appear, she knew full well that being scorched by fire was no pleasant experience—and would most likely be fatal.
The fire had started in the kitchen. Carried by the vines and mushrooms, it had spread all the way to the four-story concrete building. Its advance slowed somewhat over the cold, clean concrete floor, so the stretch between the concrete building's entrance and the cemetery had not yet been swallowed by the inferno.
Zhang Yiyu did not hesitate any longer and ran toward the cemetery.
Indigenous Victims Memorial Hall, abandoned confinement room.
The Players waited for half a minute, yet the notification for clearing the Instance still did not arrive.
Dream Teller strode up to Qi Si and shook him hard by the shoulders. "Si Qi, what's going on? Why are we stuck again?"
Qi Si sighed. "I'm not some madman who wants to see the world burn. Don't assume I'm behind every little thing that happens..."
Under the suspicious gazes of the two men, he rubbed