"Personally, I'm skeptical about ghosts and things like that." Seeing Su Mo's ashen face, Brother Xiong tried to offer some reassurance. "All the related videos online disappeared within minutes, but the more they hide it, the more curious I get."
"A disaster isn't necessarily all bad." Lao Sao was quick-witted, but a little extreme in his thinking. "If there's one thing Hanhai has plenty of, it's people. Finding any kind of work is hard. Graduating basically means becoming unemployed for us. Rather than keep drifting through life, why not go all in?"
Lao Sao placed the heavy gold ring on the table. He had already profited from an anomaly event. "I've read tons of apocalypse novels. Back in high school, I used to fantasize every day about surviving the end of the world. Besides medicine, weapons, and food, teammates you can trust completely are crucial. That's why I've laid out my plan for you."
Whether Su Mo joined or not, Lao Sao intended to go through with it. He had come to Su Mo only because they were close friends, and he wanted to bring him into the fold.
"You must've all seen the video of Hanhai's leading philanthropist's last words last night. Chairman Situ risked his life to give us that information. We have to seize this opportunity." Li Ding was fairly innocent and had little guile. In his eyes, the world was black and white.
"That Investigation Bureau might not help us. I'd rather become a Ghost Story Player than let them use me as cannon fodder." Lao Sao looked a little wistful. "Going into anomaly events at night, gaining benefits from strange tales and horror games, getting stronger and stronger—just thinking about it is exciting!"
When Lao Sao mentioned Ghost Story Players, Su Mo's expression eased a