As Chu Qingjiu and Qi Wu left, Happy Community stopped collapsing, and everything slowly began to return to normal.
Auntie Wang, however, was looking up.
The Fortune Ghost was still feeding on everyone's happiness, but the ball of tentacles was growing larger and larger. It might have been only palm-sized before, but now it was as big as a basketball.
And it was still growing.
Suddenly, several tiny lumps of flesh fell from the ball of tentacles and bounced over to Auntie Wang.
Auntie Wang looked at the little lumps of flesh and handed them to Yi Shi and several other residents. Then she said, "Take them outside. Take them to the Urban District, to the Suburbs, and into the Remote Mountains."
"Understood, Auntie Wang."
What none of the players knew was that the NPCs in the instances actually existed in the same place. They appeared in their respective instances, but when those instances weren't running, they had opportunities to move around freely.
These NPCs had once been humans who died in the real world. That was also why the ghosts in the livestream chat had said they could apply to become NPCs.
Thus, they could leave Happy Community and go elsewhere, and the little lumps of flesh could naturally appear in other instances as well.
When Chu Qingjiu woke again, he was already back on that icy Throne.
Chu Qingjiu had expected this. After all, the Person in Charge wasn't the sort to make exceptions, nor would he give Chu Qingjiu more time simply because he hadn't had a chance to say a proper goodbye to Qi Wu.
His current situation was no different from before. He controlled the bosses of ten instances with Puppet Threads while sitting on a raised platform, and he would remain there for