Cold water splashed onto his face and trickled down his cheeks.
Xie De calmed down, walked over to the table, and lit a cigarette as he stared at the unfolded map.
455 tried to come up with a solution for him. "But this demon is hard to kill. He embodies the evil in people's hearts. As long as evil exists, he'll come back to life. We can only seal him away, lock him in hell so he can't crawl out. But we're just players. All we need to do is clear the instance..."
"Your constant chattering is so annoying."
Irritated, Xie De pressed his cigarette butt onto a city on the map. The ember burned a small hole in the paper, which began spreading outward.
455 said, "〣(ºΔº)〣, host! What are you doing? What are you up to?"
Xie De said coldly, "Waging war. This city is our next target."
"Why the rush?"
"What else? What can we do besides wage war?"
455 fell silent and sighed.
"...Host, maybe that demon just amplified your emotions. He really has affected you. Remember who you are. You're Xie De, from City G in Hua Country. You live in a peaceful country and hate watching horror movies, but you still have to brave instances."
Xie De's head ached a little. "You don't need to repeat it. I know."
455 added, "All right, then let me remind you: you still have forty million left to spend. A whole forty million∽"
"..."
"I admit I got a little worked up."
Xie De slumped into his chair. "This instance really screws with your head. We have to find a way to deal with that damned demon. How exactly does that sealing thing you mentioned work?"
455 thought for a moment. "There actually was an instance like