In the entire post-apocalyptic world, it seems there are only two types of relationships—intruders and guardians.
Wen Xishu did not peek at the screen, because the "read" receipt was glaringly obvious.
Xun Hui, on the other hand, was resting peacefully.
The warmth of the campfire brought a sense of tranquility to the supermarket, a tranquility that did not belong to the apocalypse.
"Do you think there are still humans in the Slaughter Tower World?" Yue Yun asked.
"It’s unlikely there are any humans left in this place, right?" Nissen took over the conversation.
Xiaojin thought for a moment:
"My grandfather said there are still some, just very few. He said there’s still a human gathering point in this world called Ark."
Wen Xishu got interested; he opened his eyes, wanting to ask about this topic.
But suddenly, Xun Hui also opened his eyes. Unlike Wen Xishu, Xun Hui’s eyes were full of vigilance.
"Don’t speak... a wanderer is coming. Their evolution level is high, at least elite grade."
Everyone fell silent.
Wen Xishu looked at Xun Hui, who was staring at the campfire.
The campfire floated, still warm, still emitting a faint golden glow, illuminating a corner of the otherwise pitch-black place.
Xun Hui had more experience than the others. If the campfire went out, it meant the wanderer had locked onto a target. On the contrary, if the campfire remained burning, the wanderer might just pass by.
Everyone held their breath, making no sound.
Xun Hui heard the sound of a suona coming from a distance. He frowned; the sound reminded him of the Ghost Bride Albert had mentioned.
That monster almost cost the old madman Albert his final dignity.
Soon, even Wen Xishu and the others heard the suona sound.
The sound, seemingly nine-parts desolate and one-part joyous, mixed together to create an eerie and unsettling feeling. Nissen feared this the most, some elements from Longxia made him revere and fear more than admire.
In no time, Wen Xishu and the others smelled the scent of burning paper money.
The distinctive smell from a funeral almost confirmed Xun Hui’s suspicion.
A cold white domain slowly entered the supermarket. If the supermarket wasn’t so dark, they would have seen the shelves in Sector A gradually being shrouded in a cold white light.
But the campfire did not go out.
The sound of the suona drew nearer, yet the campfire remained burning. After a while, the suona sound gradually faded, and the smell of burning paper money started to dissipate as well.
The chilling breath from a distance slowly disappeared, and the cold white domain ultimately never touched the campfire.
Only after a while did Xun Hui exhale in relief.
As he sighed, everyone else realized that they could still breathe.
Nissen felt his back was drenched in sweat; Xiaojin and Yue Yun were no better off.
Wen Xishu whispered:
"Are we safe now?"
Xun Hui nodded lightly:
"Perhaps. I didn’t expect to encounter the Ghost Bride’s procession here."
Although the suona sound was fading, it was still faintly audible. Everyone was still on edge, but Wen Xishu became curious:
"Senior Xun, can you tell us about it? What’s the deal with the Ghost Bride?"
Xun Hui did not hide anything:
"Didn’t you ask about the Red House before? The Ghost Bride is like the roaming Red House. In the Deceit Tower, she might be a woman from a certain city bearing great resentment."
"If you get the chance, you can dismantle her from the Deceit Tower."
Wen Xishu caught a key point:
"Are you saying that even you can’t kill her in a place like this?"
Xun Hui didn’t deny it:
"I’m not confident. Actually, the Ghost Bride has not yet reached the true Red House level, but compared to other creatures in the Slaughter Tower, she has sixteen elite servants carrying her coffin."
"Each of those sixteen servants is the best among the elite types. She hasn’t reached the master level, but she is definitely stronger than an ordinary leader level."
Wen Xishu kind of understood:
"So, to defeat her, it means having to defeat a dozen elites and a leader-level... Her challenge is having many underlings?"
Xun Hui replied:
"Yes, those elite types are actually part of her resentment. She has a lot of underlings, far more than just the sixteen. She can summon a small town filled with vengeful spirits, a town she once slaughtered. It might have hundreds of elite types in it?"
"And these elite types can’t be killed."
"That’s the most terrifying part. The reason they can’t be killed is because of her coffin... According to the old man, the coffin is a gateway to her spirit world. As long as she hides in the coffin, she is invincible."
"If provoked, she will summon vengeful spirits from the small town to attack us. To defeat her, we must enter the coffin, into her spirit world, to find her true form."
"Principal Albert has done this, but he couldn’t find her. Moreover, he strongly advises against those with low ability entering, or they will be devoured."
Yue Yun completely understood; he immediately felt the Ghost Bride was an unsolvable problem.
This bride hides in the coffin, and it is impossible for ordinary people to find her true form in the coffin, which is a world full of resentment.
So far, only the old principal could forcefully confront the Ghost Bride in her spirit world with his abnormal strength. But since the Ghost Bride hid, the old principal couldn’t find her.
So the old principal didn’t kill her. She couldn’t do anything to the old principal, and the old principal didn’t have time to whittle her down. Since even the old principal was like that, others shouldn’t even think about it.