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 light stops flickering. I successfully return to

have to move out as soon as possible!

shame. This is an instinctual

not know what’s 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,

ghost? But I don’t know any. Before today, I didn’t even know that there 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

I don’t have any experience in this area. Besides, I should

door, I enter the room and return to my room. I think for a while before logging on to QQ

The Hanged Man and The Hermit suspect that he’s a member of cyber police. If I were to directly look for him, he will definitely be able to find my IP address and lock

for a while, I use a proxy and use my alt, The

I have something

It scares

“Why?” I ask.

The Star says:

emoji has become

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 mad

this emoji will be targeted by an unknown existence.

scare me ?.” I reply, unsure if

thousands of people using

I directly say:

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

at that.”

exposed?

the time being. You

else that you could

a lady, a medium. She’s skilled in techniques from overseas, but I can guarantee that it’s effective. There’s another foreigner, a priest. He’s also

have Daoist priests or monks to introduce?”

The Star replies:

only know

someone cheap might not do the job, I don’t dare to skimp on

The Star immediately says:

“Ma’am Da.”

give you her QQ number.

“XXXXXXXXXXXXX.”

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