Watching the mysterious man slowly disappear into thin air, Bai Yueting was stunned for a moment before suddenly shouting, " Death God, I want my sister to come back to life. Can you do that?"
"I'm willing to give anything to bring my sister Resurrection."
The mysterious " Death God " that had disappeared has reappeared.
"Please, my sister is only seventeen. She has such a bright future ahead of her. I'd give my life for hers."
" Death God never does anything that doesn't benefit him. Saving your sister's life isn't impossible, but two conditions must be met."
"First, you must write down the names of at least a thousand people in the Death God Diary. In other words, you must exchange the lives of a thousand people for your sister's life."
"Secondly, those Resurrection by Death God will henceforth become servants of Death God, and their lives will no longer be in their own hands."
The Death God floated up to Bai Yueting Bai Yueting and said, "Furthermore, she can only be seen by the Death God and the person who possesses the Death God Diary."
Others cannot see or touch it.
Bai Yueting hesitated. Instead of giving an immediate answer, she asked a seemingly unrelated question, "Does this world have Heaven and Hell? Or rather, does it have Underworld and Reincarnation?"
The Death God couldn't help but laugh, but the smile appeared somewhat eerie and terrifying beneath the strange mask.
" Heaven? Hell? How could such things exist in this world? If they did, I, the Death God, wouldn't exist."
"Don't crave powers you can't see. Even if there is Heaven and Hell, those high and mighty gods won't care about you A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality."
"Furthermore, this is Ancient Country, and I am the Death God of that Ancient Country. You should ask if there is an Underworld or Immortal Court here, even though they do not exist either."
"In this world, there is only one god, and that is me, the Death God."
Bai Yueting didn't completely believe the " Death God's" words; this " Death God " didn't seem like a benevolent god at all.
But now she can only believe in the words of " Death God," because Death God is the only person she can come into contact with.
Bai Yueting quickly made a decision. "The lives of a thousand villains? Don't worry, I will do it."
The Death God chuckled, turned, and vanished again.
Unlike Lin Huan, Bai Yueting is more direct and decisive. She doesn't need any schemes or calculations; she only has one thought now... to avenge her sister and then Resurrection her.
She didn't want to wait a moment longer.
Opening the Death God Diary, Bai Yueting picked up a ballpoint pen and wrote Zhang Huai's name on the first Death God Diary, the first line.
The method of death is also simpler: an eye for an eye.
The second name was Xin Ye Fei, then Li Liang, but these three alone were far from enough.
She will not let anyone involved in this matter go unpunished.
Bai Yueting was very familiar with the Red Maple Hotel, after all, she was the hotel manager, and she directly logged into the hotel's internal management system via her mobile phone.
Fortunately, she still had the permissions, but Bai Yueting knew very well that her previous permissions wouldn't last long and would be modified or deleted in the next moment.
While she still had access, Bai Yueting first Copy out the information of all the hotel's employees.
Then comes the hotel's check-in records for the past month, and finally the surveillance footage.
Unfortunately, the hotel's 24-hour surveillance footage has been deleted.
Although she had expected this, Bai Yueting still felt extremely angry. She knew that even if she knew the cause of her sister's death now, it would be of no use.
But she really wanted to know how her sister had offended them, that these beasts had treated her so cruelly.
Her younger sister is only 17 years old, a beautiful young age.
At the Red Maple Hotel, Zhang Huai, Xin Ye Fei, Li Liang, and more than thirty others, who had already left, returned to the hotel in a daze.
Their expressions were pained, their faces were pale, and their limbs were somewhat stiff.
Now, apart from the consciousness in their brains, everything else is out of their control.
They cannot speak, cannot move their eyes, and their bodies are completely out of control.
It seemed as if some inexplicable force had taken control of their bodies, bringing them back to the hotel.
The group of more than 30 people split into four groups and took the elevator directly to room 2801 on the 28th floor of the hotel.
At this moment, the room was still somewhat chaotic. The glass of the floor-to-ceiling window was still Shattering and had not been repaired. A piece of acrylic sheet was simply used to cover the gap.
But the howling wind could still be heard outside the window.
On the sofa in the room, there was a piece of Shattering clothing, and on the high-end Crystal coffee table, there were handcuffs, chains, and other items.
Bloodstains were still visible on one corner of the coffee table.
Once these people entered the room, they discovered that they, who had previously been restrained from speaking, were finally able to speak freely.
"What on earth is going on?" Zhang Huai asked angrily in fear.
"Also, why hasn't this place been cleaned up yet, Boss Xin? Didn't you say you were responsible for cleaning up the mess?"
Xin Ye Fei sighed, his voice trembling with tears, "President Zhang, is this the time to talk about this? It's so late at night, and things happened so suddenly. I'm already busy enough just dealing with the surveillance footage and contacting Captain Song."
"Besides, with Captain Song here, who would dare to actually come up for an inspection?"
"Pah, what's the point of talking about this now? The most important thing right now is how we're going to survive."
"Our current situation is clearly due to some kind of manipulation—black magic, curses, sorcery, whatever it may be, it's something ordinary people like us can't understand."
At that moment, Li Liang's body suddenly moved uncontrollably to the window, threw the acrylic sheet aside, and while crying loudly, he jumped down amidst the stunned silence of the crowd.
At this moment, everyone's fear reached its peak, but fear could not change the outcome.
They watched as those around them screamed and jumped down, and then it was their turn. They could see, hear, and speak, but their bodies were no longer under their control.
Death seemed to be only a meter or two away from them; the shattered hole in the glass was like the Gate of Hell, like the mouth of a demon, devouring their lives.
"Whoever you are, please let me go. I can give you one million, no, Wu Bai. Just let me go, and I'll give you Wu Bai."
Zhang Huai watched as Li Liang cursed and jumped down, unable to jump back up. His eyes darted around in terror, trying to see something.
Even at this point, the guy still thought the other party's goal was money and was still trying to buy his life with money.
Wu Bai is indeed a lot, but for the richest man in Red Maple City with assets of tens of billions, Wu Bai seems ridiculous.
With Li Liang jumping down, only he and Xin Ye Fei remained in the room.
Now it was finally Xin Ye Fei's turn. He walked step by step toward the French windows.
From the Back, he appeared resolute and powerful, but if you looked at his expression from the front, you would see that Xin Ye Fei's face was contorted with extreme fear, which had brought him to the brink of mental collapse.
" Bai Yueting, is it you? Is it you? Let me go, I'll give you everything, including this hotel, all my assets."
Xin Ye Fei cried out loudly, tears streaming down his face.
Compared to Zhang Huai, as Bai Yueting's superior, he clearly had more to think about.
Bai Yueyan is Bai Yueting's younger sister. Bai Yueyan jumped from here. With Bai Yueting's intelligence, she probably already guessed what happened.
If he had to say who had the strongest motive to kill them, he couldn't think of anyone other than Bai Yueting.
Or perhaps Bai Yueyan transformed into a ghost after her death, coming to claim her life? But whatever the outcome, one or both of the sisters must possess extraordinary power.
In a world where money reigns supreme, they have long been accustomed to solving all problems with money.
They had " Bai Yueyan " before, but most of them could be dealt with for 350,000.
Money seems to have become the yardstick by which they measure the cost of their crimes.
This time, they thought and acted the same way. He even called Bai Yueting just now, intending to appease her with money.
But he couldn't understand how anyone in this world could dislike money.
"You probably don't know how much wealth I have now. A billion, I have a billion, it's all yours, please let me go, okay? Please, please let me go."
No matter how much Xin Ye Fei pleaded, his body kept moving closer to the French windows, closer to the glass hole that Bai Yueyan had forcibly created.
The moment Xin Ye Fei stepped onto the edge of the skull, gazing at the dazzling city lights and the darkness below, a wave of terror washed over him.
He couldn't understand why anyone would dislike money. For just one night, and without losing anything, that girl named Bai Yueyan could earn hundreds of thousands.
Hundreds of thousands! Isn't that more money than an average person could earn in a lifetime?
Unlike the others who screamed in agony when Xin Ye Fei jumped, he kept muttering this question, "Why would anyone dislike money? Isn't money everything?"
In the end, only Zhang Huai remained.
At this Zhang Huai, Zhang Huai's face was ashen; he knew he was not going to survive.
But he really didn't want to die. He couldn't help but think of the scene of Bai Yueyan's death, the crimson blood spreading out, like a frozen photograph, floating in his mind.
He knew he was about to become like that.
He is Zhang the richest man, the local tyrant of Red Maple City, and he doesn't want to die.
By now, the rain outside had stopped, the sky had cleared, and one could still vaguely see the Stellar Transformations and the crescent moon.
A good drainage system allows rainwater that would otherwise accumulate on the road to drain away through Water Dao covers.
The hard cement floor was damp and cold.
Thirty corpses lay sprawled in various bizarre poses on the concrete road below the Red Maple Hotel, transforming into a series of breathtaking Masai paintings.
This time, few people dared to get close enough to watch; the scene was so Hell that it would send shivers down anyone's spine.
Even just looking at it from afar, it still makes you feel icy cold all over, with a chill running down your spine to the top of your head.
At that moment, the sound of patrol cars broke the silence of the night, and more than a dozen patrol cars quickly surrounded the scene.
When Captain Song got out of the car and saw the scene, he immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
Captain Song was the last one to escape the net in the Bai Yueyan incident, because Bai Yueting didn't know Captain Song's full name.