Maggot Death Curse

"Beep... Beep..."

Sunlight filled the study, but the monotonous dialing tone kept ringing through it. No one answered, even after a long wait.

Dozens of seconds later, the call disconnected automatically.

"Beep—"

Xia Lun raised an eyebrow and glanced at the calendar on the wall.

Four full days had passed since Long Robe's sudden visit and equally sudden death.

Absurd as it seemed, in those four days Xia Lun had resolved his business affairs at a speed that astonished even him. He had largely settled his urgent financial problems, preserving and greatly strengthening the power of his wealth.

In just four days, he had found suitable uses for the vast amount of cash on hand. Resources, personnel, and technology had all fallen into place as though matched automatically.

Even after nearly twenty years in Whitewash City, Xia Lun found it ridiculous.

But he had no intention of digging into how it worked. This was Whitewash City, after all, in Human Calamity Nether Earth.

Meanwhile, his Scenario Cooldown Time had ended.

Yet Xia Lun had not rushed into another Scenario.

He had two reasons.

First, after obtaining a way to sever the curse completely through a sacrificial wish, his motivation to enter the game had weakened considerably.

Entering now would only be a way to seek a less costly solution, explore the truth of the world, and grow stronger along the way.

The ticking countdown to his death no longer hung over his head. Entering the game was now a choice, not a necessity.

Second, before entering the next round, Xia Lun wanted to contact White Line and buy some Game Items.

Based on his experience across three rounds, trading with White Line before entering a Scenario was extremely important.

For one thing, the Game Items she sold were invaluable. From