Daylight belonged to the living. Police cars and Investigation Bureau vehicles crisscrossed the roads, and the Great Purge continued. Only now, its targets included Ghost Story Players as well as people who had been replaced.
Under the Investigation Bureau's iron-fisted control, no one dared admit to being a Ghost Story Player. In reality, however, many citizens who had encountered anomalies were beginning to sympathize with them.
If Hanhai really became one enormous Ghost Story Game arena, every citizen would be forced to become a Ghost Story Player. No matter how many people the Investigation Bureau arrested, it would make no difference.
The Investigation Bureau could still maintain control only because the disaster was still spreading. Just one Level Four Anomaly Event had spiraled out of control, and only three percent of the city had been completely engulfed in shadow.
Of course, this was only the second day since the disaster began.
Slipping her slim laptop into her bag, Xuan Wen took her phone and left Nightlight Studio. She disliked working with others. Doing dangerous things alone was her idea of entertainment.
After a brief exchange on the Deadwater Forum, Xuan Wen concluded that the other person did know what was happening inside the hospital. But he had ulterior motives, and luring her there might serve some other purpose.
"He's luring me over with malicious intent. Is he after the Deadwater Forum?" Xuan Wen liked dealing with bad people best. That way, she could act without any moral restraints.
She took a ride to the agreed meeting place, watching the navigation on her phone.
Lishan was the largest district in Hanhai's old town, home to a large migrant population. Many of today's wealthy had once lived cramped lives in Lishan, Situ An among them.
Stories of overnight riches played out here