The moment the Fire Thief finished announcing the rules, the once-clear sky plunged into pitch-black darkness.
Devoid of stars and moon, it was as if an impenetrable curtain had been drawn across the entire world.
At the same time, strange, shrill cries erupted from all corners of the globe.
The sound was like a whistle—sharp and piercing, it tore through the night sky, echoing across the land.
And with this sound, certain entities began to stir.
In a temporary morgue in Yunhua City, several staff members had gathered under the lights of the break room, discussing the newly announced rules.
"What the hell are Living Dead? Zombies?"
"Who knows... Let's just wait for the officials to release a guide."
"You get an extra Sublimation Coin for every Living Dead you kill when they tally the score! If you take out a hundred or so, won't you make a small fortune when this rule ends?"
