After resting for a night in the wooden house, Su Ming'an opened his eyes.
Xiber was still asleep on the bed when he pushed open the door and bathed in the brilliant morning sunlight.
Suddenly, he heard a rustling noise.
"...Good morning." A familiar voice came from nearby.
He turned his head and saw a dark-haired girl looking at him with a smile.
"Long time no see," she said. "I didn't expect to see you on the sixth day."
Su Ming'an noticed that the girl's figure was slightly suspended and somewhat transparent, not like a normal human being.
"What identity do you have this time?" he asked.
"Something like... a ghost," the girl replied. "Right now, only you can see and hear me."
"An identity like that..." Su Ming'an mused. "I thought you weren't in this world, considering this is a world of peak competitions... Right, your identity isn't human this time?"
"Being a ghost is better than being human, at least I don't suffer from the torment of curses," Yuanyuan said.