In the spirit of not wasting anything, Saraso opened her mouth to the size of two fists and swallowed the rest of the chicken roll in one gulp.

The two seats where Wu You and Saraso were sitting now appeared to be empty.

While Christine was still talking to Mrs. Gannash, she glanced at the spot that had just impressed her and noticed that the two handsome Asian men had left sometime earlier.

"Pat-a-tap...pat-a-tap..."

The old woman's fingers were covered in dirt, her nails were covered in mud and scratches, and she tapped the table rhythmically over and over again.

“Interesting, my lord. This female protagonist was able to notice our disappearance. Logically speaking, she shouldn’t even remember our existence.”

Wu You and Saraso were actually still sitting in those two chairs, but because they were somewhere between reality and illusion, no one else could see them. Even if someone had seen them in the credit bank before, they would forget the memory, as if the two had never existed. But Christine was clearly an exception.

At the credit counselor's desk, the disgusting old woman Gannash was repeatedly begging Christine for an extension.

"Cough cough~"

As the old woman spoke, she coughed up a clump of disgusting, thick yellow phlegm.

“Mrs. Gannash, the bank has notified us that they will be repossessing your property at 325 Brandon Street today.”

“But I lived there for thirty years, and I was always making payments until I had my eye problem!”

"I'll be rich soon, it'll only take a little while, you..."

Christine immediately interrupted her.

"My manager probably won't extend your repayment period any further."

At this point, Gannash was still befitting of a pitiful old woman, looking at Christine with pleading eyes.

"Please, could you please try again for me?"

Christine was ultimately kind-hearted. Despite the bank having already extended Gannash's loan twice, and despite the manager repeatedly telling him that credit officers had to be ruthless, she still decided to help the old man.

"Okay, I'll try again for you!"

Gannash showed a grateful expression.

"May you be blessed!" "May you be blessed!"

On another row of waiting chairs, six men and women were whispering amongst themselves.

"That old woman is disgusting. Look, she actually pulled her dentures all the way out..."

"Captain, are we just going to wait here? When are we going to contact Christine?"

A beautiful white girl, dressed in appropriate casual clothes, held a thick book in her hands and spoke without turning her head.

"Be patient, Bruce. The main mission is to protect Christine from being dragged into hell, but if we just go up to her and tell her we're here to protect her from demons, guess what her reaction will be?"

A young man with a buzz cut in the group smiled and took over the conversation.

"They'll probably think we're mentally ill, or they'll call security immediately!"

"So, we must wait until Christine is cursed and possessed by a demon before we approach her. At that point, she will trust us and depend on us."

As she spoke, the girl closed her book and turned to look at the burly black man.

"Bruce, I know you hate dark methods like curses the most, but I'm reminding you that although this world isn't portrayed as very powerful in the movie, it does have places like Hell. The consequences of changing the plot might not be something we can handle. Killing the witch directly would indeed avoid the curse, but it might also cause the Black Goat to lose control or lead to other variables."

The burly black man looked again at the old woman who had removed her disgusting dentures and was stuffing candy into her mouth.

"Okay, Captain, I'll control myself."

As if sensing some gaze, Granny Ganash suddenly turned her head to look at the waiting chairs over there, and found six men and women there either reading books, chatting, or playing on their phones. She was puzzled for a moment, then stopped paying attention.

Christine was still arguing with her manager.

"Manager, she has a stable income, but she has some health issues. We should be able to help her!"

The manager carefully reviewed the documents.

“You know, we’ve already extended the deadline twice, and we make a fortune from situations like freezing negative assets.”

"But that means she'll be kicked out!"

The manager smiled at Christine.

"So you have to be ruthless!"

He then handed the documents back to Christine.

"It's up to you now!"

Christine walked to the manager's office door, holding the documents in a daze, and looked at the empty assistant manager's desk on the side, which was the achievable goal she had worked hard for over the past few years.

Then look at that new Korean guy, he's smiling and trying to sell something to a couple.

My gaze shifted to the old woman, who was secretly stuffing all the candies on her table into her bag.

Thinking of the manager's words and the increasingly powerful villain Tus, Christine turned to the manager again and said.

"I'll handle it!"

Having made up her mind, Christine returned to her desk. This time, she regretfully told Manager Gannash that she did not agree to the extension and returned the documents to her.

Gannash left his seat dejectedly, but then suddenly turned around and knelt down directly in front of Christine.

“I have my pride too, and I have never begged for anything. Now, I beg you! I condescend before you.”

Christine was surprised and quickly got up from her seat to help her.

But Gannash ignored him, grabbed Christine's leg, and kissed the hem of her skirt, leaving disgusting saliva on it.

Despite her sympathy, Christine was still a girl, and she felt goosebumps rising on her skin. Faced with the persistent old woman, her first instinct was to run away.

"Please stop, Mrs. Gannash! Security! Security!"

Christine's retreat caused Gannash, who was clinging to her leg, to fall to the ground with a "bang."

Gannash froze. She sat up from the ground, looked at the astonished crowd around her and the two security guards standing behind her, and her expression gradually became somewhat frightening.

She looked at Christine and said, word by word.

"You have humiliated me! I begged you, and you humiliated me!"

But in the end, he was escorted away from the lobby by security guards.

Christine couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to say something to her retreating figure.

"Mrs. Gannash..."

Suddenly, the old woman turned around and lunged at her with a ferocious expression, startling everyone. Fortunately, the security guards reacted quickly, subdued her, and took her away.

During this process, Wu You paid the most attention to those six people. The others were fine, but the burly black man clearly moved and then pressed down, and bent the metal armrest of the seat.

That night in the parking lot, Christine fought with Gannash, and Gannash eventually stole a button from her, cursed her, and then returned the button to her.

During this process, Wu You and Salaso stood openly in the parking lot and watched. At the same time, they could sense the presence of six people in a car outside the street in the distance and also discovered some hidden cameras that had been installed in the parking lot beforehand.

To be honest, Wu You was quite disappointed with the so-called curse method; it wasn't as bizarre as he had imagined.

It was simply a matter of obtaining something from the female protagonist as a token, then contacting the "Black Goat," and "selling" the female protagonist's soul according to some agreement.

But through this process, I glimpsed the hellish place here, and it was indeed filled with negative forces, the intensity of which far exceeded that of the world inhabited by normal humans.

This gave Wu You the feeling that 'could this hell be the calamity of this parallel universe?'