Chapter 18: Nourishing the Blade with Blood, Manipulating Hearts and Minds

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Long Yuan stared intently at him. Ji Yan swallowed the last bit of bread in his mouth and was about to speak when a voice came from behind: “After the door opens, follow me closely—no more than ten steps apart.”

“The fog outside is thick. If you get lost, don’t even think about making it back to the apartment.”

Behind them stood a strange figure wrapped entirely in bandages, only a pair of bloodshot eyes visible. Hanging on his chest was a work badge labeled “Apartment Administrator.”

The bandaged figure showed no kindness toward Ji Yan and the others; his words dripped with contempt and disdain for these outsiders living here.

“How big is that ‘rat’?” Long Yuan suddenly asked as he took off his headphones.

The bandaged administrator’s expression shifted as he faced Long Yuan: “Ah, Mr. Long, I didn’t notice you were here earlier.”

“Where have you been these past few days?” Long Yuan yawned.

“Sleeping,” came the indifferent reply.

“Mr. Long works tirelessly for the apartment day and night; he deserves a good rest,” the bandaged figure said with a forced politeness.

The other players exchanged glances—some silently cursed the dorm manager as a sycophant, while others admired Long Yuan.

After all, which player in this eerie world could command such fawning respect from the supernatural?

Long Yuan yawned again. “You still haven’t answered my question.”

The bandaged figure spoke: “That rat was discovered just yesterday. It’s not small and seems to have been parasitic for some time.”

“The landlord is most troubled by these creatures. A notice was posted today demanding a thorough cleanup within one day.”

“If Mr. Long joins in, clearing them out shouldn’t be difficult.”

Ji Yan listened thoughtfully. What exactly was this “rat” they spoke of?

The bandaged figure took out a key and unlocked the apartment door.

“Wooo—!!”

As the door swung open, a biting wind howled in like thousands of wailing spirits, sending chills down their spines.

Everyone shivered uncontrollably in the cold.

The bandaged figure led the way, coldly warning Ji Yan’s group, “Stay behind me. If anyone deserts the group, their punishment is having both feet chopped off and being thrown into the thick fog.”

“The creatures in the fog will eat anything.”

“They prefer to nibble slowly, and to keep their food fresh, they deliberately avoid vital areas while feeding, forcing you to watch helplessly as you’re devoured.”

His laughter was laced with mockery, clearly enjoying the pale, frightened expressions of the players.

The intimidation worked well; once outside, the players wanted nothing more than to cling to the bandaged figure.

From within the dense fog came eerie chewing sounds, as if countless eyes were watching them.

Two minutes later, the cleanup team quickly reached the rear building of Crimson Apartment.

Passing through an alley littered with shredded flesh and garbage, they came upon a filthy, foul-smelling drainage ditch.

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