A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

A bizarre world, Changshi.

The atmosphere in the city has undergone a dramatic change.

Those ghostly infants that once roamed the streets and alleys like a surging tide have now vanished without a trace.

Instead.

It is a deeper, more oppressive stillness.

It was as if all the malice and terror had converged on a single point.

City center.

On the rooftop of the tallest skyscraper, a figure stood quietly.

It is no longer the infant form that needs limbs and crawls on the ground.

It has "grown up".

Its body had grown to the size of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth.

He was nearly 1.8 meters tall and had a slender figure, yet he exuded a strange stiffness that seemed out of place.

Its skin.

It had a lifeless bluish-black color, like a floating corpse that had been submerged in water for many years, exuding a strong aura of death.

The moonlight shone on it.

It not only lacked any luster, but seemed to have been completely swallowed up by the skin.

It was not wearing any clothes.

There were no distinguishing features on its body, and it was as smooth as a cold doll.

What's most terrifying about it is its eyes.

Those were a pair of pure black eyes without pupils, like two bottomless black holes.

There was no trace of emotional fluctuation, only numbness and a deep-seated ferocity.

When it turns its head.

Occasionally, a faint red light would flash in those eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps burning deep in hell.

The ghost infant has completely transformed into a mature form—the ghost youth!

It stood there quietly.

His whole body exuded a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul.

The entire city.

The temperature seemed to drop sharply because of its presence.

Its capabilities have also undergone a qualitative change.

It no longer relies solely on crying to influence its target, but has developed a more terrifying pattern of killing.

hear!

Anything that it "hears" makes a sound will become its target.

In this desolate city.

The slightest sound could bring death.

now.

The ghostly youth was tilting his head slightly, his pure black eyes seemingly "listening" to the sounds of the entire city.

It is waiting.

Waiting for the last "dessert".

It can complete its final transformation by consuming just one more player in this instance.

Break free from all constraints.

Become that legendary, terrifying being worthy of being rated S-class—the Hungry Ghost!

……

Inside an abandoned supermarket on the outskirts of Changshi City.

Qin Taotao huddled in the shadow of the shelf, covering her mouth with all her might, and even breathing as softly as possible.

Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

Every beat.

It was like the beating of drums; she was terrified that the sound would carry and attract that terrifying monster.

Just now.

She witnessed firsthand a wandering, mutilated, and malevolent ghost.

It made a loud "clang" sound simply because it knocked over an aluminum can while moving.

next second.

The dark blue figure appeared behind the vengeful ghost without warning.

A hand easily pierced through the ghost's body.

He forcibly dug out its core supernatural element and then expressionlessly stuffed it into his mouth.

the whole process.

Extremely fast, extremely quiet.

There was no struggle.

There was no roaring.

There was only deathly silence.

Qin Taotao knew.

This final hunt was many times more difficult.

That monster has become too powerful.

"There's only one left."

Yang Jian's cold voice echoed in Qin Taotao's mind.

Yes.

There is only one player left.

A player from Gaul who had been hiding in this city like a rat for a long time.

This person is exceptionally cunning and also exceptionally cautious.

In the previous hunt.

He avoided the traps several times, like a slippery eel.

But now.

He became the final piece of the puzzle for this ghostly youth to complete his transformation.

He must die.

Qin Taotao took a deep breath, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She pulled something out of her pocket—an old music box.

This is a supernatural item she found on a player's corpse. Its function is simple: when you turn it on, it will continuously play a soothing lullaby.

Previously.

This thing is completely useless and may even attract ghost babies.

But now.

It may be the only key to completing the mission.

Qin Taotao no longer hesitated.

She quietly slipped out through the back door of the supermarket.

Relying on his memory of the city's terrain, he made his way towards the city library, the last place where the White Wind Kingdom player might be hiding.

The library was deathly silent.

White Wind Kingdom player.

Jean Pierre was hiding in a storage room deep in the basement.

He blocked the door with heavy bookshelves and clutter, leaving only a narrow gap to observe the outside world.

His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was on edge.

He heard it.

He heard about the changes in the city.

The ever-present cries of the baby disappeared, replaced by a silence that terrified him even more.

he knows.

That most terrifying monster has evolved.

"Don't make a sound... Absolutely no sound..."

He repeatedly reminded himself of this.

He believed.

He would win if he could stay hidden here like a rock until the instance timer ended.

Just then.

A melodious yet eerie melody drifted in from outside the library without warning.

Ding... Dong... Ding... Dong...

It was the melody of a lullaby, sounding both strikingly different and remarkably clear in the deathly silent city.

Jean Pierre's pupils suddenly contracted.

"A trap! This is that Kyushu woman's trap!"

He realized it instantly.

He bit his lip hard, trying not to make a sound.

he knows.

The other party wanted to lure the monster over with sound, and then take care of him, the last survivor, as well.

"I won't fall for it... absolutely not!"

The music came from afar and grew closer.

It appears to be moving around the library.

Jean-Pierre's heart leaped into his throat as he peered intently through the crack in the door.

He saw it.

Qin Taotao appeared at the entrance of the library.

She placed the music box on the steps, then turned and ran, quickly disappearing into the shadows around the street corner.

The music box continued to play lullabies tirelessly.

One minute……

Five minutes...

Ten minutes...

Nothing happened.

The terrifying ghost youth did not appear.