"So, is this the truth?"
Crack—
At this moment, there was a huge crack on the Nightmare-infused, altered LCD TV.
Accompanied by more cracks appearing, the supernatural object let out mournful wails as the ten-minute limit had already passed. The game controller turned to dust in Wu Liang's mumbling and scattered with the wind.
Consciousness then returned to his original body, slowly opening his eyes in the ghost taxi.
Wu Liang felt a bit dazed.
He subconsciously touched his cheek, only to realize that at some point, his face had become covered in tears.
"Limbless Ghost... Giant Ghost... People who know about the Ghost Compendium become Fierce Ghosts after they die?"
Only now did Wu Liang truly understand why the Ghost Compendium couldn't be revealed to others—
People eventually die.
