Clang! Clang! Clang!
The time passed twelve o'clock, and the bell suddenly began to toll.
Fang Cheng and Isis were certainly not startled. The two turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, discovering that it was the old-fashioned wall clock in the living room that had started ringing.
A clock ringing might not seem strange, but the problem was that this was a clock from half a century ago, the kind that required winding, and it had already rotted into a state of total disrepair.
The tolling of the clock immediately brought a sinister atmosphere, as if the opening scene of a horror movie had begun, and the previously sweltering temperature suddenly turned bone-chillingly cold.
Beyond the sound of the bell, various subtle movements could be heard from outside the house, and through the windows, a faint glow could be seen.
Fang Cheng and Isis exchanged a glance, then quickly walked out of the living room and opened the front door.
The town outside had completely changed its appearance.
The toxic fog that had been floating in the air had vanished, and the thick layer of dust that felt like volcanic ash had also disappeared, revealing a smooth, gravel road.
The dilapidated, rotting houses had all been restored to a brand-new state; inside the windows, soft light leaked out, and occasionally, shadows could be seen flickering.
At this moment, Fang Cheng and Isis were finally struck with surprise.
What was going on?
Fang Cheng's blood had been spread throughout the entire town, and he could be certain that before twelve o'clock, there had been no abnormalities in the town.
The moment the clock hand ticked past twelve, his blood had vanished, and the entire town had completely transformed.
It was as if they had suddenly been