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"Oh."

Tuberculosis Rabbit nodded, somewhat hesitantly accepting the prop and stuffing it into his chest. He knew the prop Yi was referring to.

A man's tank top.

It could protect a player from damage based on their fashion scoring.

The higher the player's fashion scoring, the more damage they could withstand.

It was a limited-edition prop, which was snatched up during the June 1st Children's Day limited-time sale event. He had one as well.

He actually wanted to say that he also had this prop.

But after some thought, he decided not to say anything because he knew Yi didn't like this kind of push-and-pull. He simply accepted the prop into his possession.

Although he thought he didn't really need the prop since he was almost always running behind Yi.

If he ever reached a crisis where he needed to use this prop, Yi would probably be in trouble too. If Yi couldn't escape, there would be no point in him doing so.

Then he suddenly thought of something, looked up into the sky, and said with a grin, "Almost forgot about you, Gao Yiming. Where are you? Make some noise, let's see."

"Let me feel it?"

"If not, perhaps you can haunt my dreams tonight and give me a scare?"

The "+6 enhancement special effect" of the "Extreme Escape" prop was kind of nonsensical. It allowed a player's ghost to hover over their body for 30 minutes after death so they could reflect on their life and take another look at the world that raised them.
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A special effect that offered no help in combat.

Even an effect that couldn't be used while alive.

But whether to mention it or not, for many people, perhaps this effect was acceptable. After all, having 30 minutes after death to summarize one's life was a nice thing.

However, Tuberculosis Rabbit couldn't accept this special effect at all and secretly made up his mind to throw away this prop before he died.

He had an obsession.

It was to smoke a cigarette before dying. He absolutely couldn't end up like those characters in movies who shake as they lift a cigarette to their lips before dying, never getting a chance to light it. That would be way too annoying.

This prop was the nemesis of his obsession.

Could he even light a cigarette as a ghost?

Definitely not!

Tuberculosis Rabbit secretly resolved to practice hard when he got back, hoping to improve the series of actions from lighting to smoking a cigarette from 0.7 seconds to 0.6 seconds.

But then he looked around somewhat unenthusiastically, saying with a click of his tongue, "No reaction, huh? Can't interact? So the ghost doesn't have any ability to affect reality, right?"

"That's really dull."

"Was hoping to hear you spout a few harsh words at us. I mean, you couldn't be idle. You had to send a woman to assassinate Yi, as if you were looking for trouble."

"Sending her was fine, but we were pondering how to find you, and then you showed up in front of the floor-to-ceiling window as if you were afraid we wouldn't see you."

"Really, it's as if we would be doing you a disservice by not killing you."

"Pfft!"

Above Gao Yiming's body, a spectral figure glared down at Tuberculosis Rabbit with a ferocious face, roaring loudly, "Damn it, damn it!!"

However, Tuberculosis Rabbit showed no reaction, evidently not hearing the man's words.

The so-called separation of the worlds of the living and the dead might just be this.

He never expected that the woman he sent out would dare to assassinate Chen Yi. He had clearly ordered her to seduce Chen Yi. He didn't dare to assassinate Chen Yi himself. How could that woman have the gall?

That damn woman, ruining his plans!!!

What he hated most was why he had to be in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Had he not been there, it would have been much harder for Chen Yi to find him, and that time would have been enough for him to hear about it and prepare.

But then he still watched Tuberculosis Rabbit with eyes full of hatred and resentment, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a cold smile.

And he looked at a prop panel in front of him.

'Prop Name': Vengeful Spirit+1.

'Prop Level': C grade.

'Prop Effect': When you die, you don't die immediately. Instead, you can become a demon and enter any player's dreams, but you cannot cause any real harm to the player. Once the player wakes up, you will die completely.

'Enhancement Direction': Number of players (At +3, you can enter the dreams of two players as a demon after death).

'Prop Restriction': Only activates after the player's death.

'Prop Description': "Some people are dead yet still alive, others are alive yet have long since been dead."

This prop was one he got from the limited 520 Valentine's Day promotion, an 88 Points gift pack!

A pretty useless prop!

It could only be used after death; totally useless while alive!

He thought he would never have to use this prop in his lifetime, but now, unexpectedly, he had found a use for it. Before Chen Yi and others arrived, he had even tried to enhance it.

Originally, he hoped that the enhancement direction would allow the prop to be used while alive.

Under the influence of the rules in May, this prop, capable of intruding into a player's dreams and creating nightmares, could be said to be invincible.

Unfortunately, the enhancement direction was the number of players.

Not what he had in mind.

He only enhanced it once and left it at that, but now... this prop really came in handy.

The spectral image of Gao Yiming, filled with resentment, glared at Chen Yi one last time and then, with regret, locked his target onto Tuberculosis Rabbit. He activated the prop and his body dissipated into a wisp of blue smoke.

Leaving behind only an arrogant and refreshing laughter!

He had no qualms with Chen Yi; he knew that Chen Yi was fearless, and this prop couldn't affect Chen Yi.

But Tuberculosis Rabbit was different.

According to his investigation, Tuberculosis Rabbit was just a bit thick-skinned and bold, not entirely fearless.

As long as he infiltrated the Tuberculosis Rabbit's dreams and created terror, the Tuberculosis Rabbit would surely die. Under the May rules, if a person thought of something bizarre in their sleep for more than 3 seconds, they would explode on the spot.

Although he couldn't kill Chen Yi, he could let Chen Yi experience the agony of a brother's death.

...

After yelling for a while with no response, Tuberculosis Rabbit yawned out of boredom: "No reaction, huh? Is this prop really effective? Will Gao Yiming truly turn into a phantom circling above in reality?"

"Not a peep."

"I personally think there should be some interaction, like, even though he's dead and turned into a phantom, he should still be able to interact with people."

"Otherwise, although I know he's watching us, not being able to see the expression on his face really is quite dull."

"I'd really like to see him panicked yet only able to stomp his feet right now."

After checking the few remaining props that had dropped, and finding none that were particularly useful, Chen Yi casually tossed them into Tuberculosis Rabbit's arms before saying carelessly, "Maybe the guy will come scare you in your dream tonight."

"That's actually an issue."

Tuberculosis Rabbit stroked his chin solemnly and said seriously, "I might be thick-skinned, but I might really get scared if I see those things in my dreams."

"..."

Chen Yi rolled his eyes at Tuberculosis Rabbit without any good humor: "Maybe others will, but you definitely won't. Every night, your dreams are a mess of things. It'd be best if he haunted your dreams first and then mine, so you can tell me what you dream about every night."

"As if there's that much to talk about."

"Let's go downstairs and take care of some fish that slipped through the net."

Perhaps they had made a bit too much noise.

By now, rapid footsteps were echoing from downstairs, evidently ready to check if their boss, Gao Yiming, had run into trouble.

After the end times arrived, ordinary staff had long fled. Those still following Gao Yiming through the apocalypse were truly loyal to the core.

These people still needed to be dealt with sooner rather than later.

To prevent problems in the future, they needed to cut the weeds and dig out the roots.

Especially an old man, it was this very man who had called him initially; the old man must be Gao Yiming's confidante. Others might be let go, but this old man had to die.

They effortlessly descended to the top floor office on a sled.

As soon as they steadied themselves.

An old man with an anxious expression burst in with a few burly men armed with weapons.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Upon seeing the shattered floor-to-ceiling window and the two figures standing inside, Chen Yi and his companion, the old man only stood there, slightly dumbfounded for a moment. Then, without any hesitation, he pushed the burly men in front of him and bellowed.

"Kill them!"

Right after, he turned and ran away at great speed.

"Bang."

Chen Yi couldn't be bothered with idle talk and simply tapped the ground lightly with the palm of his hand.

The Snow Eagle Sniper Rifle's +6 Special Effects activated, several bullets burrowed into the ground and vanished, followed by the sight of several bullets with a black, shimmering tail flame burrowing straight up from beneath the feet of the burly men and the old man!

The burly men who had just charged forward with raised swords, hadn't made it far when they suddenly stiffened, their eyes dull and blood spilling from their mouths, they collapsed heavily in place!

And the old man, after only running a few steps, also fell down.

Just then, a piercing alarm filled the entire office.

More footsteps surged from outside the door.

Chen Yi didn't mind, just kept walking with one hand on his cane towards the office hallway, facing the hired muscle who surfaced out of nowhere with long knives, rushing at him.

He went straight to meet them.

With one hand in his pocket, leaning on his cane, his facial expression remained calm and unperturbed, without any movement from his body.

Yet with every step he took forward, a batch of men in front of him fell dead.

With each step, another batch perished.

Gradually, no one dared to approach, and the last burly man wielding a long knife looked around, saw that he was the only one left standing. Fueled by fear and with a roar, he smashed through the nearby glass and plunged straight down from the building!

In extreme fear, this burly man chose to end himself rather than face the demon before him.

However, the next second—

"Bang."

A bullet shot out from the side of the high-rise, hitting the man who was still falling, ending his life in mid-air.

When Chen Yi reached the end of the corridor, no one was standing anymore; the blood pooling on the floor had made it difficult to find a place to step, and the piles of bodies lay everywhere, presenting a ghastly sight.

"Gao Yiming is impressive, too."

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth and hands in his pockets, Tuberculosis Rabbit followed behind Yi, and couldn't help but express his admiration after scanning the surroundings: "Gao Yiming really had talent. Being able to gather so many people to work for him after the apocalypse wasn't an easy feat."

He had seen many things in Gao Yiming's office.

For instance, there was a large flat map on the wall.

It was the Sands of Time Map.

Below it were detailed texts outlining how to utilize mechanisms to farm Points and so forth.

Meanwhile, Chen Yi was standing at the door of a room at the end of the hallway, squinting, and feeling somewhat odd inside without saying a word.

Clearly written on the room's nameplate were a few blue characters.

"Prop Storage Room!"

"By the way, why did you use the phrase 'I personally think' earlier?"

Staring at the nameplate, Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, cautious, and slowly took a few steps back while asking nonchalantly.