"This is the first time I've encountered a ghost that actively wanted to play a game with us. It seems this ghost is very unusual—at some level, it already possesses human consciousness."
Having arrived at the empty Peace Hotel, Old Eagle was not nervous at all. Instead, he analyzed what had just happened with great interest.
"This ghost is an anomaly. There aren't many anomalies like this; they're extremely rare, and we just happened to run into one," Wang Shanshan said. "We just need to hold out in this hotel for thirty minutes. Once the game ends, the ghost will abide by the agreement. Then it'll be much easier for Yang Jian to deal with it."
Old Eagle smiled. "Little girl, I think you've misunderstood something. It's not Yang Jian trying to deal with the ghost—it's the ghost trying to find a way to deal with Yang Jian. Since the ghost chose to play a supernatural game, that means it's doing everything it can to avoid confronting Yang Jian head-on. That also means it's at a disadvantage against him."
"Only when facing an enemy it can't handle would it resort to all these flashy tricks. If the ghost could kill Yang Jian, it wouldn't need to go through all this trouble, even if it were following some kind of rule."
"You're right. During an earlier confrontation, we nearly contained the ghost, but it reset directly and turned time back forty minutes. That's why this happened," Wang Shanshan said.
Zhang Wei spoke from the side. "Shouldn't we be playing the game properly? How did we end up chatting?"
"Hasn't the game already started?" Wang Shanshan said.
"Why are you two so uninvested? You're making this really awkward for me." Zhang Wei carried an axe as he looked around everywhere. Compared to