The thin mist gradually faded. Though the weather remained gloomy, the surroundings finally stabilized.
The flesh and blood on the ground dissolved into the soil and vanished.
Xu Ye stood in front of the Apartment. He frowned slightly, then activated his heart.
[Half an hour later, Lord Linyue of the Shenchuan Family arrived. We had a friendly exchange.] [I died.]
The simulation's result made Xu Ye's brows knit tightly.
The Bandit Lord seemed to be drooling. "Xu Kid, this place has suffered too much interference. A Projection of the Lord of Darkfall appeared here, after all. Don't worry about those details. Go inside the Apartment first. I can't believe I didn't notice before—there are anomalies everywhere here. Heh heh."
He had two future simulations left.
Xu Ye considered it and decided not to use them carelessly.
Looking at the Apartment's entrance, he pushed the door open and entered.
The Apartment's owner, dressed in a white shirt and a black vest, immediately narrowed his eyes in a kindly smile when he heard the bell on the door ring. "Welcome. The menus are at the tables."
The waiter with a line of blood around his neck led Xu Ye to a seat by the window.
There was no blood on the floor. In the ground-floor restaurant, the film crew silently ate blood-based dishes, fresh blood seeping from the corners of their mouths. It was particularly horrifying.
Their heads had all been reattached, but Xu Ye keenly noticed that some of the crew had taken other people's heads by mistake and mounted them on their own necks, creating bizarre mismatches.
Xu Ye pondered for a moment, recalling the Heavenly Dao Distortion Handbook issued by the Dawn Blade.
When heavenly Dao distortion reached 10%, there was a chance that a "blood corpse"