Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, supported Fatty, and stepped into the door.

The light and shadows shifted before them, revealing a spacious room. The walls were lined with layers of corpses, identifiable by their clothes as the missing witches.

Strangely, after so long, the bodies showed no signs of decay.

Jiang Cheng looked at the corpses and felt a strange sensation, as if they could open their eyes and come back to life at any moment.

Time seemed to have stopped in this room.

Ha'ersen dragged Huai Yi's body to the corner of the wall, then walked with stiff steps to a chair and sat down.

The entire movement seemed like a pre-programmed sequence. Ha'ersen didn't even glance at Jiang Cheng.

Beneath the chair was a large eye painted on the floor, surrounded by various strange objects, including bones and dead crows like the ones Jiang Cheng and Fatty had seen before.

It seemed that Ha'ersen had arranged this place as a kind of altar.

"Now it's okay." A line of words appeared on the ground, attracting Jiang Cheng's attention.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw Wu looking at him. "Now he is no longer a threat to you, so… you can do whatever you want." Another line of words appeared.

The long-suppressed anger finally had a way to vent. Fatty grabbed a wooden stick as thick as a wrist, while Jiang Cheng took the knife Wu handed him. The two dragged Ha'ersen off the chair and to a place where they could move freely.

At this moment, Ha'ersen allowed Jiang Cheng and Fatty to beat him without a word, maintaining that eerie smile, his eyes staring straight at the ceiling like a human doll.

This appearance infuriated Fatty. He and Jiang Cheng wielded their weapons, eventually beating Ha'ersen into a pile of minced meat.

Wu was right. Ha'ersen, once inside this room, had no aggressiveness and his physical strength was equivalent to that of an ordinary person.

In Ha'ersen's ruined corpse, they found a ring.

The ring was much larger than a normal ring, with a cold luster flowing across its surface. Upon closer inspection, they could see a crow pattern engraved on it, and it was unstained by blood.

Jiang Cheng had no interest in this item. Its only purpose was as food for Wu.

Swallowing this ring was equivalent to swallowing this door.

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng pulled back the bloodthirsty Fatty, taking the wooden stick from his hand. "That's enough. Stop hitting him, he's already dead."

Jiang Cheng had already seen a door appearing at the other end of the room. If nothing unexpected happened, picking up the ring and opening that door would allow them to leave this place directly and return to their own world.

However, this time, they would no longer be three. Huai Yi was left in this world forever.

Fatty dropped the wooden stick in his hand. His blood-stained hands trembled uncontrollably. At this moment, he transformed back into his old self, as if the ferocious appearance he had just displayed was nothing more than a dream.

He walked to Huai Yi's body and looked at that familiar face. Jiang Cheng reached out and slowly closed his eyes for him, while Fatty trembled and touched Huai Yi's face, his voice choked with emotion.

Wu's attention was not on this. He turned to the chair and the eye pattern painted beneath it.

After saying a final farewell to Huai Yi, Jiang Cheng planned to leave with Fatty. Someone had fallen, but they had to continue. Only by completely destroying this bus could they avenge Huai Yi.

"Wait!" The ground suddenly cracked open, revealing two words right in front of Jiang Cheng's feet.

Jiang Cheng turned around and realized that Wu hadn't moved, but was crouching in front of the chair, as if examining the eye pattern on the ground. The ring was also in Wu's hand. "What's wrong?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

After a few seconds, Wu looked at him, paused, and then a line of words quickly appeared: "Perhaps there is a way to bring him back to life."

"What did you say?" Fatty immediately perked up, broke free from Jiang Cheng's grip, rushed to Wu's face, and asked eagerly, "What did you say? You have a way to bring Huai Yi back to life, is it true?"

Wu took half a step back, seeming not to like being so close to people. After a pause, another line of words appeared: "Not the kind of life you imagine. He can't return to your world, but he can retain his consciousness and exist in this world."

Seeing the words on the ground, Jiang Cheng suddenly seemed to realize something and looked up abruptly. "You mean the Dacrosa Manor. He can inherit this manor from Ha'ersen and become the new owner here?"

Wu nodded.

Hearing that Huai Yi had a chance at life, Fatty didn't care about anything else. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, okay, as long as he's alive, that's better than anything else. Thank you, we… what should we do, what can I do?"

Fatty turned around excitedly, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Jiang Cheng was much calmer than Fatty. He had only been overwhelmed by Huai Yi's death and had actually forgotten that the letter left by the mayor contained some of the methods to inherit the manor.

And living people cannot inherit it.

"Move him over and put him on this chair."

Following Wu's guidance, Jiang Cheng and Fatty carefully placed Huai Yi's body on the chair. Huai Yi's neck was broken, twisted in a strange way. Fatty looked very worried.

"Step back."

As Wu placed the ring on Huai Yi's hand, a bizarre scene appeared. The eye pattern on the ground actually lit up. Then, a flapping sound came from the pupil of the eye.

As the sound grew closer, under the watchful eyes of Jiang Cheng and Fatty, a crow flapped its wings and flew out of the pupil.

This was just the beginning. More and more crows appeared, screaming and circling above their heads, forming a black vortex. The height of this room was astonishing, as if there was no ceiling at all.

Huai Yi's body suddenly twitched, then raised his neck, his mouth opening at an unbelievable angle.

Countless crows seemed to be summoned, swooping down at an extremely fast speed. Fatty's eyes widened. He only saw a black wave rush into Huai Yi's body.

A moment later, as all the strange phenomena disappeared, Huai Yi on the chair coughed violently, then slowly opened his eyes amidst everyone's ecstatic gaze.

"Huai Yi!!" Fatty rushed up and hugged him tightly. "You're finally awake!"

"How do you feel?" Jiang Cheng looked at Huai Yi's twisted neck and couldn't help but feel a strange sensation. After all, a normal person would have been dead a long time ago in that condition.

Moreover, he couldn't feel any warmth from Huai Yi. He now felt to him like Ha'ersen before.