It was unclear if the resident had originally intended to attack, but when it saw Jin Xueli, it suddenly froze.
Its forehead, eyebrows, and eyes, visible above the curtain's sliding track, stared fixedly at Jin Xueli.
The lower half of its face grew longer and longer, like a ball of dough being slowly stretched out. Unable to bear the strain, the doughy flesh tore open with wisps and strings, revealing a long, narrow black hole.
A sentence emerged from within the black hole: "...What is that in your hand?"
Jin Xueli glanced at her secret weapon. She had paid a high price to have someone gather the materials, then had it custom-polished and forged. The fabrication alone had taken two months. She had just received the package after returning from the Nest, and this was the first time she was putting it to use.
'Who would have thought that something meant for dealing with residents would be needed in Blackmoor City?'
