After obtaining a piece of the Main God System's corpse, 455 had upgraded itself. When Xie De used Thermal Imaging again, a scene resembling a video game appeared before his eyes.
Through the hazy fog, living things glowed faintly orange-red, while dead things shone blue. Any moving blue glow belonged to an instance NPC or a ghost.
At that moment, Xie De saw orange-red human silhouettes roaming all around the Cemetery, more than a dozen in total. They were probably the people who had ambushed the Witch and the others.
The Cemetery was surprisingly large, with gravestones of all different styles. Some were crosses, some inscribed tablets, and others nothing more than large rocks, all standing crookedly. Insects and toads crawled across the damp ground.
Remains slumbered alongside coffins.
With trembling hands, Lin Darong pressed hard against Lin Zhenyue's wounded waist and abdomen. They hid behind a cold gravestone, sitting on the marble steps of the grave.
Lin Zhenyue had been shot. Blood flowed between her fingers, refusing to stop. His face was pale and his breathing labored, his fingers resting lightly on the back of Lin Darong's hand.
"Sis, I might always call you an idiot, but I know you're not really one. In our line of work, you never know when you'll die. That brat Li Yang is nowhere to be found, so I'll have to give you my last words."
"Sis, remember to buy paper money from the Heaven and Earth Bank to burn for me. Don't buy any from Old Zheng next door. His stuff is counterfeit. That old man has no conscience. I won't receive it down below... Ah, report him if you have to."
Lin Darong sniffled and interrupted him, looking like she wanted to cry but had no tears. "Bro! You're the real