0. 05.

That's 1 hour and 12 minutes.

If this superpower wasn't fake, then she would probably...

Die around eight o'clock tonight.

Impossible.

It wasn't possible for his neighbor to die.

Rather, this ability could absolutely not be fake. A'tai's sudden death and the still-moving lobster all demonstrated that fate was absolutely reliable.

His neighbor was indeed destined to end her life in a little over an hour, her oil lamp extinguished.

*Ka*, the girl quickly turned her head as the lock opened, opened the door, and entered the room.

Before Chen Yuan could do anything to remedy the situation.

Frowning, he wondered what kind of situation would lead to his neighbor's death in a little over an hour.

Two possibilities.

First, she dies at home.

Second, she will go out later and die outside.

There were countless ways to die outside, so he would ignore that for now.

If she died at home, then there were only a few possibilities – death by electric shock, death by explosion, death by fire, sudden death from a heart attack.

"...No."

Chen Yuan shook his head, denying his overly arbitrary assumption.

Death at home could also be strange and varied.

For example, suicide.

*Ka*, Chen Yuan opened the door, casually dropped the lobster he was holding, and sat on the bed, his expression a little serious.

He had said before that he would put aside his helpfulness and respect others' fates.

But that was based on the situation not being an accidental death and not being by his side.

If a girl died across the hall from him, he wouldn't dare go out at night anymore, to say the least.

Just imagine the scene of encountering that pale ghost in the hallway, waving and greeting him.

"Hello, Mr. Mo who lives across the hall."

"But my surname isn't Mo."

"Oh right, your surname is Lengmo."

"What 'cold and detached'... please, let me go!"

Chen Yuan shuddered at the thought of this scene.

He should tell her to pay attention to water and electricity safety, to always carry heart medication with her, and to ventilate the room regularly... No, am I her mom, saying these things?

If she didn't die, he would indeed be protecting her in an invisible way, but when they met again later, she would definitely think he was a weirdo with ulterior motives, because his behavior didn't seem kind at all, but like harassment.

But so what?

This old man is a member of the Communist Youth League.

Although he might be misunderstood and not get any thanks, Chen Yuan chose the answer he thought was right between ignoring and helping.

Do good deeds, and don't worry about the future.

After hesitating for more than ten minutes, Chen Yuan figured it out, stood up, opened the door, walked to 501 across the hall, and gently knocked on the door.

There was no response.

He knocked a few more times, but still no one answered.

"Excuse me. There's a package at the door, the delivery guy seems to have put it in the wrong place, is it yours?" Chen Yuan really did have an unopened package at home. If the other party asked suspiciously, he could also use it as an excuse to knock on the door, so he wouldn't look like a pervert.

However, still no one responded.

Could it be that as a girl living alone, she was afraid and didn't dare to open the door?

But there was a peephole on the door, so she wouldn't not even take a look, right?

Chen Yuan didn't even hear footsteps.

And five more minutes passed.

Something's not right, it's too quiet.

Quiet as if no one was inside.

"Are you okay, neighbor? I'm coming in, if you don't respond, I'm going to push the door open!"

After saying this final ultimatum, Chen Yuan directly rammed his body against the wooden door.

A loud bang was heard, and there was no way there wouldn't be any reaction inside to such a noise.

And this further confirmed his guess.

Clenching his teeth, closing his eyes, and enduring the slight pain he might feel, Chen Yuan charged forward like a barbarian king.

*Bang ka*, the sound of the door lock breaking.

Then, he kicked the door open.

A stuffy heatwave, mixed with the pungent smell of burning charcoal, hit him in the face, and Chen Yuan felt dizzy as he covered his mouth and nose.

"It really is suicide!"

Seeing the long-haired girl lying on the bed, her forehead covered in beads of sweat, Chen Yuan didn't think much, rushed in, and opened all the windows in the room, and turned on the fan to level three wind, shaking his head, trying to dissipate the air as much as possible.

Then, he discovered the source of the poisoning.

A metal basin with burning charcoal.

Seeing this, he quickly went to pick it up, but the scorching heat of the iron basin's edge made his hand retract.

Forget it, just move it out.

Shaking his hand, he directly carried the petite girl in his arms and rushed out the door. He originally planned to put her back in his room, but to avoid suspicion and because the ventilation in the hallway was better, he put her on the ground.

The girl was wearing loose shorts and jeans, and her black hair was draped down, her outfit looking casual, seemingly without any intention of dressing up for death.

But she probably didn't have any fancy clothes.

He had seen her a few times in the hallway and met her on the road when he was going home. Like him, she was a high school student in her second year and always wore the Fourth High School uniform, even on weekends.

This was the first time he had seen her casual clothes.

Speaking of which, hasn't she been to school for a few days?

"Wake up, wake up!"

Xia Xinyu vaguely heard someone calling her, and there was a coolness on her cheeks.

She drowsily opened her eyes and saw a familiar school uniform...

It was the school uniform of the high school student across the hall, Eleventh High School.

Straining, she raised her eyes and recognized that it was the high school student across the hall. He was holding an ice pack to her face, and when he saw that she was awake, he withdrew his hand and held the ice pack in his right palm.

"Are you okay? Should I take you to the hospital?" Chen Yuan asked worriedly.

"No."

"Then how about going downstairs for some fresh air? After carbon monoxide poisoning, it's best to breathe more fresh air."

"No need, thank you."

Xia Xinyu still refused in a low voice, but this time with polite courtesy.

Although the girl was still a little dazed, with small beads of sweat on her forehead, she still insisted on slowly getting up, like a swaying scarecrow, staggering towards the room.

After waking her up, Chen Yuan briefly saw her lifespan return to normal, but he was too flustered at the time and didn't have time to convert it, so he didn't know the exact number of years.

And now, after becoming slightly more conscious, the red number above her head turned back to 0.05.

Suicide is so painful, does she really have to die today?

Without experiencing the suffering of others, Chen Yuan had no reason to tell her to think positively and be generous.

But you motherfucker... don't die in front of me!

How innocent am I? I finally had the chance to happily eat lobster, enjoy the air conditioning, drink beer, and watch the latest episode of Cang Yuan Tu. How could such a wonderful plan be disrupted and my mood ruined by a guy like you who is determined to die?

"Your room might still be a little toxic, why don't you stay in my room for a while?" Chen Yuan was making a last-ditch effort to save her.

If the other party really walked into that door, he would really be powerless.

"No need, I'll rest in my own room."

She still staggered towards the room, her steps resolute.

"My dinner is ready, how about having a meal?"

The girl just shook her head, no longer interested in even opening her mouth to respond this time.

"There's lobster."

"..."

At the moment she stepped into the room, the girl stopped, and although she hadn't turned around yet, Chen Yuan didn't know why, but he could see the struggle in her back.

"This won't do... this is too impolite..."

That's what she was saying in a pretentious manner, but the number above her head suddenly jumped to [1].

What a mystical lobster, it can even add HP?