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.

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

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

is an instinctual response

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? Who would believe me? I hold my key, momentarily held in a difficult

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 it a try. If there’s nothing I can do, I’ll make an anonymous call to inform the police. I’ll post a flyer that mentions how this place is haunted at every household’s door, No, not flyer, a bulletin… I quickly

the outcome, I don’t have any demands. After all, I don’t have any experience in this area. Besides, I should prioritize protecting

room and return to my room. I think for a while before logging on to

police. If I were to directly look for him, he will definitely be able to find

a proxy and use my alt, The World,

there? I have something to ask

emoji. It

“Why?” I ask.

The Star says:

become

happened to a family last week. Everyone in that family wore a monocle and died in different places. The only survivor was a girl who went

this emoji will be targeted by an unknown existence. They will automatically put on a monocle and commit suicide

me ?.” I reply, unsure

the tragedy. Furthermore, there are thousands of people using this emoji.

I directly say:

is haunted. Do you know anyone who’s good at

at that.” The Star

exposed? I quickly send

trouble you for the time being. You seem

else that you

techniques from overseas, but I can guarantee that it’s

foreigners? You don’t have Daoist priests or monks to

The Star replies:

only know foreign

wanted to ask who’s cheaper, but considering how someone cheap might not

The Star immediately says:

“Ma’am Da.”

give you her QQ number. Add her

“XXXXXXXXXXXXX.”

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