Visitor from Afar 9

Day three of the Rule Game.

The sky was only just beginning to lighten, but it was already a dull gray. Even the sunlight seemed to have been swallowed by the sinister aura, managing to filter through the heavy clouds only in a few faint, icy rays.

Ye Zhao sat inside the tent. She had barely slept all night. Someone outside had kept pounding on the door, smashing more than a dozen of them to pieces. She'd had no choice but to get up and barricade the entrance again and again.

The fighting inside and outside the building had never let up, either. Some people were afraid that something uncontrollable would happen if they stayed out past the three-hour limit, so they'd returned indoors, locked their doors and windows, and didn't dare set foot outside again.

Others refused to believe it and wouldn't leave no matter what. In the end, they stayed out past the three-hour limit set by the rules. Ye Zhao watched helplessly as those people seemed to undergo a transformation—or perhaps nothing happened at all—before they all headed toward the unknown...

Until hardly anyone was walking around outside.

Everyone had come to understand a terrifying fact: the ghosts had successfully infiltrated the human world. They were silently taking over human bodies, and no one knew what would happen next...

Now everyone was on edge. Trust between people was beginning to crack, and the promise of standing together against an outside threat had fallen apart. It was becoming harder and harder for humanity to survive.

Ye Zhao unwrapped a milk candy and popped it into her mouth. She was getting fed up, too. These days, even when she went to the bathroom, she felt like a hand might crawl up from the toilet. If only there were an