An hour later, Fang Xiu lay on the bed with lifeless eyes, as if he had lost his soul, staring blankly at the ceiling.
He had died dozens of times, been driven mad by the bizarre, and broken down, but in the end he came back to life.
Madness and hatred pulled him back to his senses from the brink of hell.
From then on, revenge—revenge against his wife, revenge against all the strange creatures in the world, to make all the strange creatures in the world feel pain—this was the meaning of his life, just as his name suggests, until death do him part.
Now that the eeriness is gone, what will happen to his burning hatred? What is the meaning of his life?
And so, he stared at the ceiling all night long.
Zhao Hao called the next day.
"Brother Hugh! Look at the news!" His tone was very anxious.
But Fang Xiu did not react.
"Brother Xiu, the news reports that Bailiu Academy is on fire!"
Upon hearing the words "Bai Liu Academy," Fang Xiu's eyes regained a spark, and he began checking the news on his phone.
The first news item that caught his eye stunned him.
The sign read: "At 7:49 PM yesterday, a major fire broke out at the sales office of Bailiu Academy in the Lvteng City Development Zone, with a burned area of approximately 1,000 square meters. Firefighters responded immediately and the fire was extinguished at 10:00 PM."
According to statistics, the accident resulted in 11 deaths.
The list of the deceased is as follows...
Was there a fire at Bailiu Academy at 7:49 yesterday?
How is that possible?
Fang Xiu clearly remembers that at this time yesterday, he and his companions were fleeing through the Ghost Realm. He remembered it very clearly because he had to take out his phone frequently to check the time.
Furthermore, when I left Bailiu Academy yesterday, around 9:00 AM, I did not see any fire.
He quickly looked at the list of the dead and was shocked to find his own name on it.
I even saw a string of familiar names.
Zhao Hao, Wang Ziteng, Wu Dahai...
Zhao Hao's anxious and terrified voice came through the phone.
"Hugh, did you see it? Our names are on that death list. Does that mean... we're all dead?"
Fang Xiu didn't speak, but the light in his eyes was visibly returning.
"Hugh, Hugh, are you listening?"
"Heh... Hahaha..."
Fang Xiu suddenly burst into a burst of suppressed, excited laughter.
"Hahahaha... That's brilliant, absolutely brilliant! I knew they hadn't disappeared; they were just playing hide-and-seek with me."
"Hugh? What are you talking about? Don't scare me!"
Thump!
Fang Xiu hung up the phone and saw the news of his own death, which excited him greatly. This meant that the strange events were not over and the strangeness had not disappeared. What could be happier than this?
Just then, ding!
A WeChat notification sound plays.
It's the sales office's work group.
Manager Wu Dahai posted on @Fangxiu.
"Fang Xiu, why aren't you at work yet?"
Why aren't you at work yet?
Why aren't you at work yet?
A barrage of messages came crashing down.
Seeing this bizarre scene, Fang Xiu laughed.
The deceased Wu Dahai is telling me to go to work?
Hahaha... Interesting, this is really interesting.
People are dead and they're still being asked to go to work?
It seems that Wu Dahai has become a capitalist swindler after his death.
This was the first time in Fang Xiu's life that he was so eager to go to work, but he didn't reply in the group chat because he wanted to see what other exciting things Wu Dahai could bring him.
As Fang Xiu remained silent for an extended period, the ringing of his phone notifications became increasingly frequent.
In the end, a line of blood-red text appeared.
"You think I won't know where you are just because you don't speak?"
Blood-red characters filled the screen, eerie and bloody.
Then, the blood-red words began to slowly change, eventually converging together, as if a pool of blood had appeared out of thin air on the phone screen, a deep red stain.
Glug glug...
The blood began to boil, like boiling water, and gradually an eyeball rose from the blood, along with countless blood vessels, growing out of the phone screen.
That eerie eye stared straight at Fang Xiu.
"Fang Xiu, I see you!"
Wu Dahai's sinister voice actually came from his eyeballs.
The scene was so bizarre that it could drive a normal person crazy.
Fang Xiu was an exception. After thinking for a moment, he calmly asked, "When will I receive my commission?"
Fang Xiu seemed to be stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Fang Xiu to react this way.
"I'll send it as long as you come to work," Eyeball replied.
"good."
After saying that, Fang Xiu suddenly reached out and grabbed the bloodshot eyeball, pulling it off the phone screen as if it were a weed.
"Excuse me, this is my only phone, please don't use it."
The eyeball let out a painful howl, and then vanished into thin air like a bubble.
Fang Xiu spread his hands, but they were empty; there were no eyeballs or bloodstains.
"A hallucination?"
"Things are getting more and more interesting, let's go to work."
So Fang Xiu set off again and went to Bailiu Academy.
When he arrived at Bailiu Academy, he was surprised to find that the entire sales office of Bailiu Academy was charred black, clearly indicating that it had experienced an extremely serious fire, and a cordon had been set up around it.
He walked straight across the cordon and into the sales office. The moment he entered, the scene changed dramatically.
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