To get out of a neighbor's house alive, they had to choose to sacrifice themselves in the dilemma the neighbor created.
Yet very few people could do that in such a desperate situation.
Zeng Deming curled his shriveled lips in mockery:
"Then those of you who survived must be truly noble."
"Dong-dong-"
The golden bell hanging beside the Wooden Cabin swung without any wind, ringing eighteen times.
Just like yesterday, restless sounds came from the neighbors' stone houses.
"Once seven o'clock comes, they'll break out."
"If your Companion Stone Houses are too fragile, they won't hold the neighbors back. Let me see..."
"Your Mental Values don't seem very high. Especially-"
Zeng Deming's gaze swept across them, settling on the person hiding in the corner.
Then he gave an eerie chuckle, turned back into the pitch-black Wooden Cabin, and closed the door.
Under Zeng Deming's stare, Zhuang Ziyi's face went white.
With Gao Shaohua absent from her side, her mental state was even worse. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she asked anyone she could grab, "You guys, what are you planning to do tonight?"
Xuanxuan pulled Youyou away. "Sis, don't talk to her!"
Only Ran Xing answered honestly. "Caijun and I dug a hole. Hopefully they won't find us."
"I see." Zhuang Ziyi smiled weakly. "Then I... I'll dig a hole too..."
Her Mental Value, down to just 20, flickered faintly above her head like a warning light.
Ran Xing's lips moved, but he ultimately gave up on telling her.
After much deliberation, the sisters, Xuanxuan and Youyou, finally worked up the courage to climb the steps and knock on the door:
"Could we stay here tonight?"
Zeng Deming slowly poked half his body out, like a snail emerging from its shell.
Zhuang Ziyi, who had only walked a few steps