Ning Yan tried to be a one-woman army, but she had no teammates, and perhaps not much confidence, either.
"Now's not the time to act cool." Fang Xiujie certainly knew Ning Yan well.
Though Fang Xiujie and Ning Yan were neither related by blood nor romantically involved, even on the cold earth of the Nightmare World, the strong bond known as "teammates" occasionally formed.
Out of the corner of her eye, Ning Yan saw Su Bai walking a little behind her to one side. The boy who claimed to be a newcomer had dark skin and wore simple clothes, with half his face hidden behind black-framed glasses and bangs. As far as Ning Yan was concerned, he was the last person she would have expected to stand behind her.
"Newbie, are you sure you shouldn't hide?"
"Where is there left to hide?" Su Bai no longer cared what the other players, or Ning Yan and Fang Xiujie, thought of him. In the end, all they saw was the illusion he acted out for them.
Who exactly was Su Bai? How much was he capable of? How many years had he struggled in the Nightmare World?
Perhaps only the Vengeful Ghost Puzzle inside his body and... Xiao Wu in the Mist Shop knew the answers to those questions.
Perhaps the sight of Ning Yan and Sister Yao embracing was beautiful and heartwarming, but to Su Bai, players like them were far, far too rare in the Nightmare World. Never mind those two-even players like Lan Xingchen, who felt "guilt," were only a small minority.
Over all those years, Su Bai had long since grown used to trusting only the Vengeful Ghost Puzzle in this sunless world. Now there was also his mother, still alive in the hospital.
*Well, I suppose the