As the cold wind blows, the flashlight on my phone dims. I shiver and my hair stands on end.

To be honest, after becoming an Assassin, even if there isn’t any light, I can still see the surroundings clearly without worrying about what’s on the ground.

But there’s no conflict between me being able to see in the darkness and my need for a flashlight.

Who isn’t afraid of the dark?

At that moment, my heart beats faster, pounding like a drum.

Almost at the same time, I sense someone watching me. The cold wind is the breath of a monster lurking deep in the darkness.

Recalling what happened on the bus previously, I pretended not to notice anything amiss and look down at my phone.

It’s broken again?

I had previously encountered the sudden experience of my phone’s flashlight dimming, but I was using a crappy phone. At this moment, the “experienced” me habitually blamed it on the phone.

After “checking” the phone and making the lights turn on again, I continue forward without anything happening.

The eerie wind is still lingering in the corridor. The light flickers in brightness, digging up the fear hidden at the bottom of my heart.

As I walk, I seriously consider what powers an Assassin has against ghosts.

The answer is:

Nothing.

Since I have nothing, I don’t look forward to slaying evil or dealing with the possible existence of a ghost as if dealing with gangsters.

One step, two steps, three steps. I calmly walk up the flight of stairs and arrive at the top floor.

The lights in the building are working fine as they shine down with their yellow light.

Everything returns to normal.

that, the cold gust of wind stops. The light stops flickering. I successfully return to the sixth floor and stop at the entrance of

present here! I have to move out as soon as possible! This

shame. This is an instinctual response that anyone

happening here. They’ll continue living here. Who knows whether the devil might pester them… Also, there are twelve units in this building. It’s impossible for me to inform every household, right? Also, how do I say it? Ghosts?

are supernatural powers in this world. It was all fantasy… Yes, the Tarot Club’s The Star knows that the mysterious cult provides all kinds of superpowers, which means he has a certain level of understanding in such matters… Will he know a few masters who are good at busting ghosts? Phew, I’ll give

the outcome, I don’t have any demands. After all, I don’t have any experience in this

my room. I think for a while before logging on to QQ and entering a private

definitely be able to find my IP address and lock onto my identity… Just as I’m about to type the message, I remember the warning from two

a proxy and use my alt, The World, to say to The

you there? I have something to ask

emoji. It scares me.” Star

“Why?” I ask.

The Star says:

This emoji has become popular

died in different places. The only survivor was a girl who went

emoji will be targeted by an unknown existence. They will automatically put on a monocle

me ?.” I reply, unsure if

different eye from the tragedy. Furthermore, there are thousands of people using this emoji. Which unknown existence

I directly say:

is haunted. Do you

that.” The

wouldn’t I be exposed? I quickly

won’t trouble you for the time being.

anyone else that you could introduce

can guarantee that it’s effective. There’s another foreigner, a priest. He’s also good at setting up exorcism rituals.” The

You don’t have Daoist priests or monks to introduce?”

The Star replies:

only know foreign

who’s cheaper, but considering how someone cheap might not do the job, I don’t

The Star immediately says:

“Ma’am Da.”

you her QQ number. Add

“XXXXXXXXXXXXX.”

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