The noise from the roof sent an icy chill through Xiao Lin.
But his solid combat training kept him from making any unnecessary movements or expressions. He merely tightened his grip on his blade.
Pretending not to have noticed the noise above, he slowly approached the corpse lying in two pieces on the ground nearby.
His attention, however, remained fixed on the roof overhead.
Meanwhile, Xiao Lin sent every piece of information he had, along with all his conjectures, to the team chat.
Xiao Lin had three theories about whoever was on the roof.
First, they were weaker than him. As long as they did not pick a fight, he would pretend not to know they were there and let them leave. Or, if they ambushed him, he would strike explosively and kill them in one blow.
Second, they were about as strong as him. With no way to tell friend from foe, he would wait and react. If they stayed still, so would he. If they moved, he would move first and seize the initiative.
Third was the worst-case scenario: they were stronger than him. In that case, revealing himself prematurely would be the stupidest thing he could do. By pretending not to know, he could at least catch them off guard if a fight broke out.
Regardless of which scenario it was, he had already handed all his information over to his teammates. If he truly could not survive this ordeal, then as long as his teammates used that information to make it through this story world and his contribution score was high enough, he might still be able to spend those contributions to revive himself during settlement.
But then an unexpected voice upended all of Xiao Lin's plans.
"It seems letting you into the residence was the