The rolling fireball gradually slowed. Zhou Su exhaled long, steady.He quietly watched the ghost-head collapse in the flames, until it finally crumbled into ash and scattered.“Finally… it’s dead.”He dropped to the ground, breathing hard.It had only been a few minutes, yet it felt like an entire century.His whole body throbbed with soreness—this was the backlash of pushing himself beyond physical limits.The crimson book surfaced on its own. Zhou Su looked at the new entry forming on the page, unable to suppress ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) the smile spreading across his face.【God’s Theft activated. You have successfully stolen “Blood of the Bewitching Ghost (White-Rare).”】【Blood of the Bewitching Ghost: Blood saturated with a strong curse. Fusion will cause uncontrollable physical mutation, high probability of negative outcome. Common alchemy material.】【Recycle Price: 50 Dusk Crystals】“So it’s called Bewitching Ghost…” Zhou Su finally knew the name of the floating head.He was surprised. He had stolen from it twice—once by God’s Theft, once by Theft of Fate.Normally, God’s Theft produced low-value loot.But this blood alone sold for 50 Dusk Crystals.Whereas the Charred Skin from the earlier charred corpse had sold for 2.“So God’s Theft can occasionally pull something valuable.”He grew even more eager to see what Theft of Fate had obtained.【Theft of Fate activated. You have obtained “Bewitching Ghost Eye (Blue-Rare).”】His eyes lit up instantly.The materials stolen by the crimson book were categorized by six quality tiers:White → Blue → Green → Red → Purple → GoldEach tier had Common / Rare / Legendary / Mythic sub-levels.Until now, everything he had obtained was white-tier.But now—Blue-tier, and Rare at that.【Bewitching Ghost Eye: From the Bewitching Ghost lineage among malevolent spirits; their pupils possess extraordinary power.】【Choose: Fuse / Recycle】【Fusion Effects: Gain “Presence Suppression,” “Darkvision,” “Low-Tier Malevolent Spirit Perception,” “Low-Tier Illusion Insight.”】【Fusion Defects: Severe reduction in eyesight; possible permanent blindness. Fusion process risks mental corruption. Failure of resistance check may result in insanity.】【Recycle Price: 580 Dusk Crystals】“This cannot be sold.”Zhou Su decided instantly.The System’s recycle prices are robbery—if it offers 580, the real value is far higher.If he could fuse successfully, he would gain four abilities, all extremely practical.“Assuming I can counter the drawbacks…”His thoughts moved—he summoned the crimson book and flipped to the Mystery Shop page.His gaze locked onto Spirit-Mountain Willow-Leaf Water.And his eyes brightened.【Description: Rainwater collected on the Immortal Willow of Duling Mountain. Clears vision, purifies the mind, dispels mental contamination.】It was perfect for countering the fusion’s risks.The price was 120 Dusk Crystals.He decisively sold Right Hand of the Charred Corpse (80) and Blood of the Bewitching Ghost (50).Total: 130.He bought the Willow-Leaf Water and still had 10 left.“Should I fuse now?”He scanned the room—and discarded the thought.This place was not safe.Blood Moon still hung. Malevolent spirits roamed.No one knew what the fusion process felt like.If he became unable to sense danger even for a moment—Death would come instantly.He picked up the torches.Now holding two, his sense of safety surged.Tiger Brother’s torch still had 42 minutes left.His own remained at 1 hour 35 minutes.Two torches at once was wasteful—but once lit, they could not be extinguished.He placed one torch in the center of the room and kept the other in hand.He then pulled the bald man with gold chain from the Abyssal Maw.The man had no breath. His skull was sunken, like a deflated ball.Zhou Su suspected that when the Bewitching Ghost retracted its umbilical cords, it also drained the brain matter.The hunched skinny man was found dead in the bathroom—same cause.As for Tiger Brother, his death was far uglier.His abdomen had been cut open, intestines dragged loose across the floor.He had been dragged several meters before dying painfully.Zhou Su felt nauseated for a moment—but the feeling faded quickly.His heart became still.There was only one thought left.“Drinking buddies should die together neatly. Fair is fair.”He dragged the corpses out into the corridor and dropped them casually.There was no need to worry about investigation.In this world now, the police were no safer than civilians.He barricaded the broken door with heavy furniture.Until the Blood Moon Rule ended, he would not take one step outside.And without Stove-King Oil, hunting spirits was no longer worth the risk.Time passed.The torches burned down one by one.He did not ignite the final one.If his deductions were correct—no more malevolent spirits would come.This Blood Moon Rule appeared to be one person = one assigned spirit.He had already killed two:the charred corpse and the Bewitching Ghost.The system should consider him beyond cleared.Night deepened.Outside, the world fell silent—only scattered firelight flickered.But Zhou Su knew—the quiet was only temporary.When the last two hours came, the city would scream again.And indeed—As the final torch-life across the city neared exhaustion—the screaming returned, endless.Survival logic was one thing.Having the courage to face malevolent spirits directly was another.Some people clung to the fantasy that maybe nothing would happen when the fire went out.But Zhou Su knew—such hope was the first step to the grave.A sudden voice rang out in the hallway.The grandmother upstairs.“Ghosts! Someone help me!”“Good people get blessings! Save your elder!”Zhou Su sat in the darkness, silent.He had learned his lesson:even watching too closely could draw a spirit’s hostility.He would not respond.He would not look.He would not move.The knocking turned to moral coercion.“Zhou Su! Open the door! I’m Granny Chen from upstairs! As a young man, how can you watch others die?!”He almost laughed.Even now—guilt-tripping?But then his face changed.Not because he softened.But because he realized—How did she know he was inside?A strange scent seeped through the cracks.His resolve hardened.The grandmother received no answer—and snapped.“Don’t know how to respect your elders? You filthy thing—go die! Die!!!”Her voice twisted into a beast’s roar.The chopping began—but this time, it was the door instead of minced pork.Paint and wood splinters scattered.But Zhou Su had no fear.Even when the door broke open, the grandmother froze—because behind it was a wall of piled furniture, solid as a fortress.Even the bald man with the axe couldn’t have forced through that barrier.The grandmother went mad, screaming and hacking.“Something is wrong with her,” Zhou Su thought.This was no ordinary madness.The spirit she encountered must have bewitched the heart and incited slaughter.He thought of her grandson—and cold horror crept up his spine.Time passed.The chopping stopped.Then—a crack of bones twisting,and the clatter of a knife and something heavy hitting the floor.Silence returned.Zhou Su relaxed, just slightly.“If you like chopping meat so much, keep working hard underground.”He offered his sincere farewell.Time flowed on.Nothing else happened.Until at last—The cold, mechanical voice returned:【Blood Moon Rule “Bonfire in the Dark” has ended. Proceeding with final settlement…】

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