An old acquaintance has returned.

"Entering the Netherworld? Does that mean you want to kill me?"

That's exactly right.

Miss Huai Xu looked very serious in the mirror.

【Only in this way can I see your true face, sir. If I wish to spend every day with you, I have no choice but to resort to this drastic measure. I beg your forgiveness.】

Please forgive me?

I absolutely refuse to forgive you!

What if I say no?

【My lord, you cannot resist. Even though I did not wish to kill you, it is because of my actions.】

He stopped writing halfway through the sentence.

Lu Li looked up and saw that Huai Xu's figure was no longer in the mirror.

The disc clock behind him showed that one minute had passed.

This is because Lu Li subconsciously felt that time was flowing, so the passage of time in the dream world was the same as in the real world.

So, Huai Xu has left?

wrong!

Lu Li felt that she should still be alive!

She met herself through this midnight apple-peeling scene.

After all, I did follow the rule of peeling apples at midnight.

So it seems that this urban legend has actually come to fruition.

Because of Huai Xu's "silent and formless nature," she met him in this way.

The character she didn't finish writing was probably "能" (néng).

Based on the previous speculation, she probably wanted to write about "ability".

The overall message is, "Young master, you cannot resist. Even though I do not wish to kill you, it is because of my abilities."

It's even possible that the sentence wasn't finished yet.

So, is she explaining her abilities?

Her power made him unable to resist; even if she didn't want to kill him, he would still die.

Lu Li was a little flustered.

What he fears most is this kind of ambiguous ability!

Ok?

He suddenly thought of something.

Pan Shuai and his team are professionals; perhaps we could consult them for their opinions.

Strange... Why have the three of them been silent since just now?

Lu Li turned around and found that the three people were lying on their backs in the chairs, fast asleep.

Is it because you've been living in constant danger that you haven't had a proper rest?

wrong!

Lu Li suddenly rushed over and raised his hand to check their breathing.

Then his expression changed, and he quickly reached out to feel their carotid arteries.

There was no movement, and the skin was cold and even beginning to stiffen.

Pan Shuai, Hao Liang, and Luo Hao, Lu Li's three best friends of more than ten years, are dead.

Lu Li's face grew increasingly dark.

However, he immediately started talking to himself.

"No! They're just asleep! Yes! Just asleep! They're probably too tired to sleep during such a critical moment!"

He slapped Pan Shuai across the face, yelling, "Stop sleeping, get up and party!"

Pan Shuai was slapped to the ground, then jumped up, covered his face, and cursed, "Which bastard hit me?!"

Hao Liang and Luo Hao, who were sitting on the chairs next to each other, also sat up straight, rubbing their eyes half-asleep. Luo Hao even yawned.

Pan Shuai spotted Lu Li at a glance.

He rushed over, grabbed Lu Li by the collar, pointed to the slap mark on his face, and cursed, "Old Lu! Why the hell did you slap me? Huh? I was trying to save you! Yesterday, when I found out you were infected, I even smoked all night! I even secretly cried for a while! And this is how you treat me?! You even hid your superhuman identity from me?!"

Lu Li laughed. "Alright, I know you love me, but I'm a 24K pure straight guy, I'm not interested in you."

He shook off Pan Shuai's hand, his hand trembling as he took out a cigarette, but in the end he didn't smoke it and put it back.

Then, with a snap of his fingers, the football field shattered like glass.

Then the fragments were pieced together to form a complete world, and they returned to Lu Li's home in the real world.

Lu Li sat back down in his chair and let out a long sigh. "I've got the midnight apple peeling sorted out, but you guys really didn't remember anything? Young Master Pan, think about it carefully. Your brother Lu has been your savior for the past few days."

"I just took a nap, you can put it down..."

Pan Shuai blurted it out subconsciously, then immediately froze.

He then sat down, his right hand trembling as he pulled a cigarette from his pocket and offered one to each of Hao Liang and Luo Hao, whose faces had also suddenly turned deathly pale.

He then tried to offer Lu Li a cigarette, but Lu Li waved his hand and refused.

Pan Shuai took out a lighter, but his hand was trembling and he couldn't light it after trying for a long time.

Lu Li took out his Zippo lighter, lit it, and then leaned over to light cigarettes for the three brothers.

Pan Shuai squinted and took a deep breath, then exhaled two puffs of blue smoke from his nostrils.

"So he really did die once..."

"Strictly speaking, it wasn't death," Lu Li explained. "It was more like I pulled you back from the brink of death."

He pulled over a chair, sat back in it, and leaned against the backrest, asking, "How did you feel back then?"

Pan Shuai and the other two first gave Lu Li a deep look.

They didn't believe they weren't dead.

Old Lu... is still hiding something from them.

But they were used to it. Old Lu just didn't like to talk too much, and he wouldn't tell them unless you asked.

Besides, they've known each other for over ten years, so they have that much tacit understanding.

So the three of them followed Lu Li's lead and began to change the subject.

"How should I put it? It felt like I was in a dream, all hazy and confused. Then something in the distance seemed to be calling me there, and I couldn't help but want to go there. And then you woke me up."

"Me too."

"Add one."

Lu Li seemed to be deep in thought.

The three brothers must have indeed died at that time.

That is, the soul has been summoned.

It was Huai Xu who summoned them there.

"Do you remember where we were going?"

"I don't remember much." Pan Shuai took a drag on his cigarette and tried to recall. "I was in a daze at the time, it really felt like a dream. Now that I'm awake, I still can't remember anything, just like in the dream."

"Alright." Lu Li glanced at the time. "Everyone's tired today, but it's a good result overall. Why don't you all go back and rest? We still have another urban legend to deal with tomorrow."

"Okay, then we'll call it a day." Pan Shuai and the other two had been on edge for several hours and were indeed exhausted.

Moreover, they could tell that Lu Li had a secret he didn't want them to know.

As good friends, they didn't say anything and even planned to leave.

This is the tacit understanding between buddies of over ten years.

As they reached the door, Pan Shuai turned back and said, "By the way, the next urban legend is about the Ouija board. Remember to get ready; the three of us will keep you company tonight."

Ouija board...

"Fine, I'm really having the worst luck." Lu Li said helplessly.

What else can we do?

"Okay, Lao Lu, you can go back now. Get some rest. See you tomorrow afternoon."

"OK, see you this afternoon."

In the corridor, looking at the door that Lu Li had closed.

The dark red door seemed to have blackish-brown rust stains, which looked... eerily like old bloodstains.

"Everyone, go home and go to sleep."

Shivering, Pan Shuai and his two companions signaled to the other colleagues waiting outside the door to disperse.

As soon as Lu Li returned to the living room and turned on the light, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the dining table.

Then, their gazes froze instantly.

A bowl of plain noodles had appeared on the dining table without anyone noticing.

The white, jade-like noodles are soaked in an amber-colored broth, topped with a pinch of bright green scallions and a tender, white poached egg.

Perhaps because the window wasn't closed properly, the wind outside whistled past Lu Li's neck, as if someone was quietly blowing on him from behind.

The toilet door wasn't closed properly, and a breeze blew by, causing the joint of the toilet door to creak.

Something was making a rhythmic "pat-pat" sound incessantly.

It felt like something was jumping on the floor, or like steel balls rolling on the ceiling.

The quieter the environment, the more a person's senses are amplified.

For example, when I walk home alone at night, I can't help but wonder if something is chasing me from behind.

Then they will quicken their pace, from walking slowly to walking briskly, then to jogging, and finally running very fast.

Moreover, he didn't dare to look back the whole time, and even after rushing into his home, he would subconsciously shudder when he thought about it.

"..."

Lu Li pouted and sat down at the dining table.

Then... they started eating noodles.

............

Xing Tian opened his eyes.

Looking at his four newly formed teammates, he said coldly, "You've all received it too. This mission is to assist the Indigenous NPC organization, the Supernatural Events Response Bureau, in handling supernatural events and uncovering the truth behind them."

"Remember, we're just trying to find out the truth. While solving problems can bring greater rewards, don't do anything reckless."

That being said, he remained confident.

As long as it's not a mission world that left people feeling hopeless like last time, Xing can still hold his own!

He will absolutely succeed in this mission!