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The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"

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The Trial Mission required Chen Ge to enter the central hub of the underground morgue before midnight and survive until down. When he exited the corridor, it was about 11 pm, so there was still enough time to prepare.

"Tell me, what kind of monsters did you run into outside?" Chen Ge stood beside the tunnel to pay attention to things that were happening to it.

"There was a girl who held an apple and many dead bodies that came from who knows where—their bodies were sewn together, and the thread that held them together was all red in color."

"Red threads? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" This was the first time that Chen Ge had heard people using red threads to sew up the injuries on a dead body.

"The thread was definitely red in color, but it was thinner than the thread we use in daily life. Also, it can move on its own." Li Jiu's description reminded Chen Ge of the blood vessels used by the society.

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