Something You'd Never Want to Use in Your Life

Something You'd Never Want to Use in Your Life

The girl at the door was already on the verge of tears.

Her body began to tremble, her clothes shaking at a visible speed like leaves in a gale.

Through the door, Ren Feihong could feel the cold and fear slowly seeping in. The professional corpse collector outside seemed like a Calamity descending upon this place, leaving Ren Feihong outside the Illusion with a dry throat and a pounding heart.

She had met many experts of high status and great strength, but this was the first time in her life that she had felt such pressure and fear from a non-player character.

Her apartment had three rooms in total and, according to Fangshan law, could only accommodate three people.

This was a hint from the Dreamscape: including herself, there could be no more than three of them. Any more, and they would be waiting to be punished.

Over the next month, she needed to find two powerful helpers to get through this crisis with her and find a way to leave Fangshan.

The little girl outside was clearly not a suitable partner, and her parents' situation was unknown. There could be plenty of trouble ahead.

So, from a rational perspective, the best choice was to ignore her plea for help.

The girl outside was still knocking, tears falling like raindrops. The towering professional corpse collector crawled along the ceiling, his black leather-gloved hand about to rest on the girl's shoulder.

Click.

The door opened, and light from the living room spilled out, illuminating the girl's terrified face.

The black hand hovered in midair, then swiftly retreated into the shadows as if afraid of the light.

Pulling the girl into the room, Ren Feihong softly said, "You're back. Get ready for dinner."