You made all the streamers on the internet kneel before you when you were asked to make a game.

Lu Zhixing did not reply.

His gaze fell on his hand, which had become completely papery.

Her skin was as fragile as a piece of paper, easily broken at the slightest touch.

The bamboo frame below is clearly visible.

He must find the paper shop owner as soon as possible to end this situation.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to hold the judge's pen.

Just when the atmosphere inside the carriage reached its most oppressive point.

Hao Ren's announcement was timely delivered to all players in the Federation.

[Announcement Regarding the World Update of "Reincarnation"]

[Chapter 2 map – "Sea Mist Town" – pre-loading complete.]

[New Area Characteristics: Humidity, Traditional Opera, Retro Scenes from the Republican Era, Deep-Sea Fear]

[Friendly Reminder: Sea Mist Town is filled with moisture and has a very heavy yin energy. Players with weak yang energy are not advised to explore it alone. Otherwise, they are very likely to catch a cold.]

The announcement once again ignited the federal network.

"Sea Mist Town! The new map is here!"

"Old photos from the Republican era? Holy crap, I love this style! Cheongsams! Gramophones! Rickshaws!"

"Don't dream up there! You think this is a love story from the Republican era? I bet five cents, the rickshaw driver is headless, and the gramophone is playing a death knell!"

"'It is not recommended for players with weak Yang energy to explore'... I feel that this sentence is specifically targeting Brother Long."

"Brother Long: Just give me your ID number!"

The players were buzzing with discussion.

On the bus, Lu Zhixing's expression grew increasingly serious after seeing the announcement.

"Sea Fog Town..."

"drama……"

He was almost certain that the paper shop owner was there.

Moreover, that place is definitely a hundred times more dangerous than the Village of the Wrongfully Dead.

The car drove for about ten more minutes through the gray fog.

The fog ahead gradually thinned.

The faint sound of waves, along with a clearer, more poignant operatic melody, drifted from afar.

The view outside the car window gradually solidified from the vague Yin-Yang Road.

A wet, old street paved with bluestone slabs appeared before everyone's eyes.

"laugh--"

The bus came to a smooth stop in front of a quaint, old-fashioned building.

The car door opened.

A damp air, carrying a strong smell of the sea and mildew, instantly filled the entire carriage.

The plaque above the building bears six large characters written in a vigorous, flowing style.

【Haiwu Town Grand Theater】

"get off."

Lu Zhixing said something to the still-dazed driver, then got out of the car first.

The moment my feet touched the bluestone slabs, a chilling coldness crept up my trouser legs.

Less than a second after getting out of the car, Lu Zhixing's clothes became sticky and uncomfortable, clinging to his body.

Berserker Dragon and other players also got off the bus one after another.

Without exception, they were all made uncomfortable by the environment here.

White lanterns hung along both sides of the street.

There were no words on the lantern; it simply emitted a pale, eerie light in the damp air.

Most of the shops were closed, with only a few still open.

What they sell are mostly things like incense, candles, paper horses, and funeral clothes.

The whole town was eerily quiet.

Only the distant sound of waves and the faint strains of opera singing emanating from the theater reminded them that this was not a dead city.

"Damn it, this place is even more eerie than the Village of the Wrongfully Dead."

Brother Long rubbed his arms, feeling goosebumps rise on his skin.

Lu Zhixing's physical condition deteriorated rapidly the moment he stepped into Haiwu Town.

His paper-like hand, upon contact with the humid air, began to swell, soften, and even show signs of peeling off.

He felt like a paper doll soaked in water, about to fall apart at any moment.

"We must find the paper shop owner within half an hour."

Lu Zhixing said in the team channel, his tone carrying a hint of urgency.

As he spoke, he cautiously observed his surroundings.

There's something strange about the "people" in this town.

Occasionally, a few "townspeople" dressed in clothing from the Republican era would walk by on the street, their walking postures extremely strange.

They were all standing on tiptoe, their heels not touching the ground, as if they were floating on water.

Moreover, they all carried a strong sense of moisture and resentment.

They seemed to have no desire to attack, and just wandered around the streets numbly.

But Lu Zhixing dared not be careless in the slightest.

But the biggest crisis doesn't come from them, but from around the Berserk Dragon Brother.

"Hiss... hiss..."

The ghost bride, who had been quietly following Brother Long, suddenly became restless after entering Sea Fog Town.

She made a series of sounds like a snake flicking its tongue, and her body trembled slightly.

Her empty eye sockets were fixed on the end of the street, towards the sea shrouded in thick fog.

His eyes were filled with extreme disgust and...fear.

"Wife... what's wrong?"

Brother Long noticed her unusual behavior.

The ghost bride suddenly grabbed the hand sewn together with Brother Long's, while her other hand gripped Brother Long's arm tightly, trying to drag him back.

She wants to leave!

Immediately! Right now!

"Stop...stop fooling around!"

Brother Long was pulled so hard that he stumbled.

The ghost bride was much stronger than she had been on the bus.

She seemed to really, really hate the humidity in this place.

Just as Brother Long was struggling with his "wife".

The ghost bride's gaze suddenly locked onto a shop that was still open by the roadside.

That was a coffin shop.

Several brand-new coffins painted black were placed at the entrance.

The ghost bride's eyes instantly "lit up".

She seemed to think that the dry, sealed wooden box was the best place to escape the dampness.

The next second, she gave up on dragging Brother Long back.

Instead, he used all his strength to try and drag Brother Long into that coffin shop!

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Brother Long let out another scream of despair.

"I'm not dead yet! I don't live there!"

He strained desperately in the opposite direction, his feet almost sparking from the wet, slippery flagstones.

"Come quick, help!"

Brother Long shouted at Lu Zhixing and the other players.

Lu Zhixing looked helpless.

He really didn't want to get involved in the couple's "bedroom pleasures".

He can't even protect himself now.

The other players dared not make a move and could only watch helplessly as Brother Long was dragged little by little by his "deeply in love" ghost bride toward the coffin shop that smelled of wood and paint.

Judging from the way things are going, it seems like Brother Long is really going to "go to the bridal chamber" early tonight.

"Help...help me!"

The screams of the raging dragon echoed through the deathly silent street.

In the end, he couldn't resist his "wife's" insistence.

Under the unreasonable and immense strength of the ghost bride, he was dragged into the coffin shop like a kidnapped young bride.

The little water ghost girl silently followed them inside.

"Bang!"

The coffin shop owner closed the shop door expressionlessly.

Inside the door, even more agonizing screams from Brother Long were soon heard, along with a series of muffled thuds.

It appears that someone was forcibly pushed into a coffin.

Lu Zhixing and the remaining players looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Should we...go and rescue him?" one player asked in a low voice.

Lu Zhixing glanced at his paper hands, which were about to fall apart, and shook his head.

"He has professional advantages that protect him; he won't die."

"At most... it's just experiencing what it's like to be put into a coffin while still alive."

"We have more important things to do."