"Ye Lin? Where are we staying?"
He Zheng asked instinctively, his voice a little tense.
Looking at the pitch-black houses around them, he had no idea which one to choose.
He feared nothing except ghosts. He carried a chicken in one hand and an axe in the other. Even the rooster, normally so fond of flapping about, now hung motionless as he gripped its wings.
Seeing that Ye Lin was still thinking, Huang Liang pointed toward the far end of the village and offered his suggestion:
"Ye Lin, I'd like to stay over there. I've checked-the building on the village's outermost edge is the highest point in the whole village."
"I can overlook the entire village from there. If I set up my gun on the roof, I can support you immediately if anything happens."
Both teams followed Huang Liang's finger and saw a small, detached building at the very edge of the village.
The building was a dusty gray and stood near the village entrance. Judging by its shape, it had been converted from a watchtower once used to guard against bandits.
"My friend, I'd strongly advise against that."
As soon as Huang Liang finished, Li Tianyang earnestly tried to dissuade him:
"The system requires us to spend the night in the village and survive alone until daylight."
"If several people are outside together, that doesn't count as being alone. So we'll most likely have to stay in our rooms to avoid the ghosts' attacks. Going outside could get us killed. Even opening a window might kill us. Setting up your gun would be too dangerous."
"Likewise, judging by the word 'alone,' the ghosts should also have restrictions on killing. They can only attack isolated people. Looking at the village's overall layout, the buildings spread outward in a circle