Meows suddenly rang out from every direction.
Not from one or two cats, but thousands upon thousands, as though countless cats were screeching at once.
The sound was shrill and chilling, carrying an eerie presence that pierced straight into the soul.
Every hair on Yang Yong's body instantly stood on end, and cold sweat soaked his back.
He knew this feeling all too well.
He was one hundred percent certain-these weren't mutated Fierce Beasts, but Eerie!
No matter how vicious Fierce Beasts were, they only made people feel in danger.
But.
Only Eerie could chill people to the depths of their souls, making their hair stand on end and cold sweat pour down.
Now, the omnipresent meowing had every cell in his body screaming a warning.
In an instant, it was as though someone had pressed pause on the entire warehouse.
Everyone stopped dead, frozen in place.
The next second.
Everyone frantically sought cover, hiding behind the shelves.
Those who had nowhere to hide immediately raised the supplies in their hands to shield their bodies, not daring to breathe loudly.
The scene felt familiar to Yang Yong.
When they had encountered the Slit-Mouthed Woman at that Shopping Mall, everyone had panicked and hidden just like this.
History was repeating itself with startling similarity.
But.
This time, Yang Yong was no longer the weakling who had been utterly powerless to fight back.
Even if he confronted an Eerie head-on, he could exchange a few blows.
He might not win.
But,
At least he could put up a fight.
Yang Yong held his breath and slowly surveyed his surroundings.
But.
After looking around.
The shelves were still the same shelves.
The aisles were still the same aisles.
Not a single Eerie figure appeared.
Could it be...
Was this like the Love Letter