As the light shone in, the eerie atmosphere in the community was swept away. The corpses hidden in different residents' homes disappeared, and the old men and women who looked less than alive returned to their previous "kind" demeanor. The bodies that had already been dragged out, which looked exactly like Zhu Xiaojin and a few others, also evaporated. Everything that had happened before felt like an illusion.
"Let go of me!" The female player who was caught wanted to move but dared not. Her hands and feet were already locked by props, and with the spatial teleportation device not working, there was no way to escape. Like a trapped beast, she could only let out some futile roars.
"This is your prop, it's quite interesting." Xu Huo removed a tiny stamp, smaller than a finger, hanging from her wrist. The stamp was engraved with the words "Best Director."
"Best Director?" Chuckling, he squatted in front of the female player, "Tell me, how is this prop used?"
