She had often looked down on Black people, frequently criticizing them behind their backs and openly belittling them, believing them to be nothing more than a group of slaves capable only of doing backbreaking labor all night! Unexpectedly, one day, one of the Black men overheard these sarcastic remarks…

"Pah, so vengeful! I don't know how you even got into our Chinese team in the first place!" Chu Wenwen, walking at the front of the group, muttered. "If you hadn't shown up, I wouldn't even remember what you looked like. How come you remember so clearly..."

What bad luck! That black guy must have deliberately put her at the front! Her skin isn't fair at all!

"Of course the perpetrator won't remember~" The short, plump aunt who witnessed the whole thing couldn't help but gloat behind Chu Wenwen's back.

Although it was night, the sky was like a huge white silk ribbon, heavily shrouding the cross-sea bridge.

Unexpectedly, this cross-sea bridge had no streetlights, as if it were designed specifically for the "midnight sun." Chu Wenwen struggled to find her way forward.

The sound of waves surged beneath the bridge, one after another, crashing against the piers with overwhelming force. The howling wind, like sharp knives, stung our cheeks and made everyone's clothes flutter wildly.

Everyone wrapped themselves tightly in their clothes. Chu Wenwen's steps were a little unsteady; today's extraordinary experience had left her exhausted.

Suddenly, she felt something soft under her feet and almost fell. She instinctively looked down, but saw nothing.

Just as she was about to continue walking, she inadvertently glanced at a corner by the bridge.

Chu Wenwen's heart tightened suddenly. She saw a huge, dark blue thing that blended seamlessly with the color of the sea.

The thing resembled an eye, staring intently at her, radiating an eerie and terrifying light.

"Monster...!"