Chapter 88 "The House-Viewing Man" Kowloon Walled City, a haunted place of corpses...

Jane had a very long dream.

He dreamt of an ancient town, where a virus called Mother Goddess existed. Mother Goddess didn't look old, but her eyes weren't young either. Her pale cheeks were like luminous pearls in a tomb, and deathly red rouge was smeared on her girlish face. She exuded an aura of decaying thoughts.

The Mother Goddess watched as one person after another grew up and died, whether she liked or hated them. Everyone left, so from using to protecting, from revenge to pity, she eventually disappeared.

As her face crumbled with fury, the mountain temple vanished, and her memories, along with those of the entire ancient village, were erased—a bug, and the same happened to the other characters.

Mei, who was humiliated before her death, awakened to human consciousness.

Yingying, a female ghost who conspired with her twin sister to commit murder.

They all left.

Only Jane Dieda watched everything unfold until he sensed someone beside him.

When that person gently pulled him to lean on their shoulder, they could smell each other's fragrance, feel the warmth on their faces and hear each other's breath. They wished they could stay together forever, and no one could separate them.

But then the lights came on, and the dream ended once more. When Jane Dieda opened his eyes, he slowly sat up, but this time he still paused, staring at the photo frame on the bedside table. In the morning light, the information in the photo was too stimulating for his brain, making him unsure. He read it over and over again… “Jane Dieda… Zhong Yu… held a same-sex wedding ceremony in New Zealand in 20X2…”

Half an hour later, Fatty Ding was urgently summoned over by his senior brother's phone call.

The junior apprentice sensed something was wrong as soon as he entered, until he saw the photo of the black-haired young man in the wheelchair, his spine hunched, his legs drooping wearily, and the photo he was holding in his knees...

*Smack*

Fatty was ashen-faced.

Jane Dieda opened her eyes behind her glasses and said coldly, "Give me an explanation. Why did I marry this person five years ago?" Could he be the last person in the world to find out that he has been "widowed" for five years?

Jane seemed perfectly normal. After some internal struggle, Fatty finally told her everything. The story was neither long nor short, but it can be summed up in one sentence.

"Yes, senior brother, you and Young Master Zhong got married five years ago. It seems you made some kind of promise back then; he promised you he would never make it public. You didn't live together after the marriage, but he cared for you a lot, paving the way for you and taking care of your life. Even his company is... the company that publishes your novels. Oh, right, the old man was your relative. You two had decided to spend your lives together before he died. He was incredibly good to you, but a few years ago, he... died. You couldn't accept this fact and forgot everything overnight. We didn't know what to do, so we could only stay with you. The old man invited you to dinner last time because he wanted to see you and ask if you wanted to visit Young Master Zhong's grave..."

Jian Dieda had no recollection of any of what Pang Ding said. If his junior brother hadn't told him everything, he would never have believed that someone like him would walk down the aisle with a man. The current situation was surreal to him, but he was certain that hearing that the other person was dead still made his heart ache.

Jian Dieda's eyes were dark and somewhat eerie, but he didn't ask why he had faked a marriage with a male classmate he had fallen out with a long time ago. He only asked one thing: "Can I ask how Zhong Yu died?"

Fatty thought for a moment, then sighed softly and said, "Cancer, spinal cord cancer. He kept it from you for a long time. He was afraid to go home during chemotherapy because he didn't want to look good. He always cared about how you saw him, whether his clothes fit. He was never absent when you were sick, but he didn't say a word when it was his turn..."

From an outsider's perspective, their marriage was summed up in just a few words. Jane Dieda's expression must have been terrible, because Fatty Ding asked with red eyes, "Should we go see a psychologist again?"

The junior brother who coaxed him into becoming an embryo must have meant well.

Unfortunately, Jane once again said that she didn't need it. She just needed to process everything on her own. Well, her husband died and she had amnesia for so long. Now that she finally remembered, she could at least hide away and cry.

Jigglypuff had no choice but to leave.

Jane closed the door, holding the baby in her arms.

It was already dark. He was so thin, with hardly any flesh on his body, that the entire large house seemed eerily quiet against his backdrop of his stature.

The black-haired youth stared at the wedding photo for a few seconds. Then, as if he were cold, he crossed his legs and, in a self-conscious posture with one hand wrapped around his knee, raised his right hand and touched the photo.

"sorry."

This "I'm sorry" carries a lot of meaning. It also brings back many memories. He remembered when he was in high school, he couldn't take exams because of ankylosing spondylitis. Zhong Yu would always skip class to stay with him in the dormitory, wrapping him in his shirt to ease his pain little by little.

Why would such a gentle person not say a single word to him during his most painful time? Jian Dieda suddenly wanted to go back to the game and ask the data-constructed 'Zhong,' "Hey, are you in pain? Why did you refuse to say a word when you had cancer? Jian Dieda desperately wanted to see him, and he began to repeatedly test the system to see if it could let him go back.

...

But Qingyang Town is like an old computer that has been forcibly downloaded with countless viruses, and it is full of cached data that cannot be cleared.

As soon as he clicks in his mind, various viruses start attacking again. He has no choice but to uninstall them, and then various virus windows immediately spread like a plague.

Are you experiencing any issues? You can provide feedback, but please do not uninstall impulsively.

[Uninstallation Prohibited]

[We recommend refurbishing the system or preserving the registry data; otherwise, the offer will expire.]

Behind these pop-up windows before uninstallation lies the true face of all the bad habits in this town. If the people living here don't completely solve these problems, then this computer will never be fixed.

[Uninstall without hesitation]

[Uninstall without hesitation]

[Uninstall without hesitation]

[Warning once! Warning twice! Final warning: You have been hacking into the system as a 'guest'! Your privileges are very likely to be permanently revoked!] But he still resolutely pressed "Uninstall".

Jane's hands fell futilely to his sides. Apart from constantly searching in the darkness for the scent of that person who was no longer there, he didn't know what else to do.

A few days later, after visiting the psychologist, his previously negative feelings about life subsided and he returned to a state of peace.

In the past, he constantly used hypnosis to hypnotize himself, gradually becoming lost in his pain.

But shouldn't he be the one who knows that running away from problems doesn't solve anything?

As soon as he changed his mind, the system immediately allowed him to enter, as if there was still a chance as long as he didn't give up.

Jian Dieda didn't wait for Pang Ding anymore. He put his work aside and picked up the system again, which was a matter of life and death. There was no other way. The opportunity to trigger a real-world mission was right in front of him. He had to go to the fifth one. Only after he went could he determine whether that person's soul could still return.

The system quietly sent him a message: "Our company has put you on a high-risk user list. You might not see any suspicious NPCs this time. Are you sure you still want to participate?"

“I know he’s everywhere in my life, absent in his presence. How am I supposed to deal with this memory? I’ve hypnotized myself about it so many times.”

As Jian Dieda spoke, he was still wearing a white sweater and faded polyester trousers that he had bought a few years ago for the Chinese New Year. He revealed his stiff and silent neck, and his black hair with his bangs half-swept up gave off a faint clean and scholarly air. Paired with his black-rimmed glasses, he looked like a literature major male college student who didn't understand the ways of the world.

At this moment, Jian Dieda suddenly said, "But I've adjusted my mindset."

System: "?"

Jane Dieda: "I'm going to destroy your company's source code and find the data that made that person completely disappear. Since this computer configuration can't make it possible to fall in love with a paper doll, I'll use magic to defeat magic."

The things that this madman, Jane Dieda, says are incomprehensible to normal people...

Having weathered many storms, the bald-headed system was starting to feel a bit scared. It also remembered a saying: those whose souls still yearn for the mortal world have red souls, but this violated the rules. Should it... tell Jane Dieda?

Jian Dieda didn't have time to think it through.

The time travel happened unexpectedly.

Unlike before, this time when he woke up, he didn't hear Mandarin. He was bleeding profusely and it took him a long time to react before he could see some...uncommon traditional Chinese characters on the departing taxi.

Memories that didn't belong to him and the script of this world also flooded in...

"Hong Kong real estate is finished! The stock market is also bad now. With the ghost story at Garley House, how are we supposed to sell our properties to female celebrities and big shots? Jian Xiang, if you still want to be my junket operator, you'd better go back to your Kowloon Walled City. The most urgent thing is to find your sorcerer to deal with those evil spirits. If you don't do it well, you're out, out of the game, okay?"

"By the way, this is Officer Liu's phone number. If you're really about to die in the middle of the night, remember to call him for help."

Jane Diedda read the recorded phone call from this background story.

He roughly understood where he was now.

Hong Kong, Kowloon Walled City—he'd only ever seen these terms on TVB before, or in some cheap ghost stories. He remembered hearing a story from many years ago about a dentist's family where a ghost mother cooked; he never imagined this murder mystery game would be so eerie, set in the legendary Kowloon.

After lying on the ground and finishing his reflections, Jane continued reviewing the script in his mind, only to realize that his luck had truly run out this time. The person who had just called him was his boss, Paul, and the building Paul had mentioned was the haunted location.

According to the information, this place is located at 233 Nathan Road, Kowloon, Hong Kong. It is now called Jordan Club and was built in 2007. Its predecessor was a building built in 1975. At that time, it had 15 floors and was located in a bustling area. The most famous 11th floor was the PolyGram record company. The 12th and 14th floors, which were connected by elevator shafts, stored countless records of hit songs. The most terrifying and eerie floor was the top floor of the 15th floor.

Because of the folk legends that Kowloon is a place with blood clots and evil spirits, the Ka Lee Building has been said to be haunted by a fortune teller who said that at least dozens of earthbound spirits are hidden in the building. As a result, many strange events have occurred over the years. Recently, it almost scared a jewelry company executive and a female anchor of TVB Jade to death.

Jian Xiang is an employee in charge of the marketing department of Jiali Building, but his ancestors were from the mainland and he only settled in Hong Kong in the 1990s, so he had never heard of this matter. Here, I would also like to introduce his second identity. Paul just told him to find a master. This master is none other than him and is also related to his mainland identity. In the story, his mother, Lin Yunmeihui, is of mixed race. She used to be a famous sesame oil beauty in Shenzhou. Later, she came to Hong Kong to work as a dancer, married a Hong Kong man, and moved to Kowloon Walled City with her son of unknown identity. She changed her name to Zeng Jianxiang and her English name to Mike.

Years later, Mei Hui passed away. Zeng Jianxiang and his brothers became addicted to arcade games, neglecting their studies and spending their days selling drugs in Causeway Bay, becoming frequent visitors to the police station.

Later, a Buddhist monk named Liao Wenmou was performing a ritual in the Walled City when he happened to meet a petty hoodlum named Zeng Jianxiang. He immediately noticed that the young man's birth chart was unusual.

Brother Wen's ancestral home was also in mainland China, so he raised his Buddhist prayer beads and called out to ask what was wrong. He learned that the other person was extremely Yin, belonging to the four Yin categories of Yin year, Yin month, Yin hour, and Yin day, and had developed a third eye since childhood, able to see ghosts. So he took him in as a disciple, restored his original name Jian Xiang, and brought him out of the lawless Central District. Brother Wen was a good person with great merit, but this kid was not a good talent. After three years of apprenticeship, Brother Mike graduated, stopped doing feng shui and started a real estate agency. He also restored his original name and became Brother Xiang in Central, specializing in dealing with haunted houses for the wealthy.

But PolyGram was haunted, and he couldn't handle it, so he asked Brother Man for help to get rid of the ghosts and vengeful spirits in the building. Unexpectedly, he was repeatedly thwarted, and today, on the Ghost Festival, he was hit and killed by a bus while passing through the Walled City...

After reading the memories, Jian Dieda looked at his black suit, picked up his briefcase and black-rimmed glasses, grabbed the luxury tie that was still dripping blood from his chest, and wiped the blood off his nose and mouth.

He knew the system's rules all too well, so before any tasks even appeared, he was already in a numb, human-machine state when it came to actively exploring the rules.

"Hey, Zhi, you're dating your girl again, aren't you?" After he came back to life, he used his pager as usual to call his subordinates to come out for another drink. But as for his real purpose, Jian Jie lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, already hiding it in his next sentence.

"Stop flirting with girls, how about Brother Xiang helps you get rich? You ask where? Let's go to the Jiali Building to look at apartments. My new 2000W flashlight is perfect for visiting the evil housewives who died in the building at midnight."

The person on the phone was indeed the good brother he had teased all along. After a three-second silence, he replied, "Hey Xiang-ge! Look at a UFO! Oh no, my phone got stolen by aliens, bye-bye Xiang-ge! Congratulations on your fortune, see you next year!"

Then, this scoundrel hung up on his own brother's message, his attitude was extremely heartless.