"Thank you...that's it? Is that all? Don't you have anything else you want to say to me?"

"Oh—you can also wash my clothes for me."

"You son of a bitch!" An adult's breakdown can happen in an instant. Li Xiaoming cursed, "Bald man! You want me to do your laundry? Dream on!"

He finally understood that no matter how much he helped this person with housework, he wouldn't get anything in return!

Despite being scolded by Li Xiaoming, Daiduo wasn't angry because he hadn't taken Li Xiaoming seriously from the beginning. No matter how much Li Xiaoming fussed over him, as long as it didn't affect his work, it was fine.

"If you have nothing else to do, you may leave."

Leave? Then what was the point of him coming in?

When Li Xiaoming was cleaning the room earlier, he had already searched the entire room and found nothing that looked special. Therefore, he was certain that if there really was such a thing in the room, it must be on Sloth!

Cursing was useless, and he couldn't beat them in a fight. Li Xiaoming was now discouraged. He asked for help, "Big brother! What exactly do I need to do to get the props you have? Give me a straight answer."

I'm too lazy to bother with him.

Stop looking at that crappy computer of yours! It's completely pointless!

“It’s meaningless…” The lazy, mechanical head turned and stared intently at Li Xiaoming. “What did you just say was meaningless?”

Li Xiaoming felt a little uneasy under his gaze, but still mustered his courage and replied, "What's the point of all this writing, deleting, and rewriting? You're just deceiving yourself!"

"I'm deceiving myself?! No! No! No, I'm not!" Sloth frantically grabbed Li Xiaoming's shoulders, his eyes bloodshot. "It all has meaning! Tell me, it has meaning!"

Li Xiaoming shook his hand, trying to break free: "Instead of wasting your time writing this nonsense, you might as well tell me all the clues, so that we can both be annoyed by what we see!"

"You—" Sloth suddenly pressed his head against Li Xiaoming's forehead, "Do you want something for nothing? I get it, I get it, you want to be a parasite on society! You really are 'sloth'!"

"No! What are you trying to do?! Ah!"

[Korean ghost story teller Li Xiaoming has died...]

"He has clearly crossed the line and committed a serious crime." A high-ranking executive in the Korean entertainment industry, who was watching the live stream, shook his head. "It's pointless to talk to a workaholic about his work. It's no wonder he'll be nerfed."

It's just that our own observers didn't remind us in time.

More and more ghost story writers have begun the long process of conquering [Sloth], some seeking stability and others exploring alternative paths, but Sloth doesn't want to bother with them for the time being.

The White Eagle's observer did not give Alansta this hint, so he went down and began searching room by room, and soon arrived at the -5 floor.

There are three different zodiac animals on this floor!

The rat might steal something from you!

The horse is a trustworthy partner!

The pig is very hungry, so make sure you have enough food when you meet him!

Alansta let out a long breath. He had dealt with these strange things more than once during his search, and their identities could not be identified by their masks!

However, this was the first time he had seen an introduction about the Horse. It was undoubtedly good news that there was a trustworthy partner among the Chinese zodiac!

As soon as Aransta stepped out of the first room, a [Zodiac] wearing a horse-face mask walked towards him!

"I am [Horse], how can I help you, sir?"

Other zodiac signs wear masks that don't match their true selves to deceive others, but the Horse is a partner they can trust, so there's naturally no need to deceive it.

Furthermore, the horse in front of him didn't say anything guiding; instead, it directly asked Alansta what kind of help he needed.

Do you know where the nearest [Sin] room is?

The horse-headed man nodded and pointed to the second room behind him: "It's right here. This is the room of [Lust]. If you want to live, I don't recommend you go in."

Thank you for letting me know.

Aransta was certainly not intimidated by these words. Now that he knew that [Lust] was here, he naturally wanted to see what this so-called [Great Sin] looked like!

"Wait, I haven't received my payment yet."

Aransta frowned slightly and turned around: "What's the reward?"

“Sir, you can certainly trust me completely,” the horse-headed man said, raising his head seriously. “But even brothers keep clear accounts. I have no reason to tell you about the [Great Sin] for free, do I?”

What do you want?

Aransta instinctively took a step back.

"I can get it myself, sir."

The horse-headed man opened his right hand, and the next moment, a bright red heart appeared in his palm!

“I have received my payment. Goodbye, sir.”

"Stop!"

As Aransta called for the horse-headed man to stop, he clutched his chest, but strangely, he felt no pain.

"Don't be surprised, all I want is your heart. There's no need for you to experience any extra pain, and you don't need to thank me."

“Who needs to thank you?” Aransta stared intently at the horse-headed man before him. “You’re not a horse at all! Am I right?”

There's a world of difference between a "trustworthy partner" and a "trustworthy trading partner"! Ask yourself, which true partner would truly be completely open and honest with you in the literal sense?

"Are you a rat?"

Netizens in the White Eagle Kingdom were worried for him. Even if Alansta guessed the true identity of the horse-headed man in front of him, his heart had already been taken away. How long could he live?

“Sir, you are very clever.” The horse-headed man half-lifted his mask, and Aransta could even see half of a handsome human face through the mask. But then the horse-headed man brought his heart to his mouth and took a bite!

Blood trickled down his lip, yet he still said with satisfaction, "It tastes good, thank you for the meal!"

Aransta gripped his chest with his right hand, but he quickly regained his composure amidst this bizarre scene.

"You can't hurt me intentionally. You just stole something from me, but that thing might not be my heart!"

He felt no pain or discomfort, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for the [Rat] gnawing on his heart right before his eyes, Aransta would never have believed that his heart had been taken away.

"You didn't take my heart, and you couldn't possibly take my heart!" Aransta's eyes darkened. "You only stole a part of my correct judgment. Put away your little tricks, [Rat]!"