One hundred ninety-one point seven buildings

A few minutes later, a breeze blew through the stifling shop.

"Only those two houses have issues; I can't sense anything from the others," Anna's voice echoed in their ears, heard by everyone else.

"So the other houses are safe?" Pryce deduced.

Lu Li didn't think so, "Not necessarily, this only means that only two 'man-eating houses' have developed a consciousness."

Like the cafe, for example.

Before the evil entity's consciousness formed, Anna couldn't detect anything strange there; it was only his own heightened sensitivity due to a low Sanity Value that allowed him to hear the sounds emitted by the house.

Pryce took the file from a team member and returned it to Lu Li, "We will cooperate with you, what should we do next?"

"Elm Street numbers 33, 63..."

Lu Li closed the wooden box, muttered to himself, and then looked up and said.

"Let's take a look at number 93."

...

Elm Street number 93.

This was already close to the end of the street.