The out-of-place words made Lu Chenzhou feel much calmer inside. The atmosphere here was so well-crafted, it was easy to forget this was just a test sometimes.
"Wuuu... creak creak..."
The wooden door and another strange sound mixed together, and a chill swept up from behind. Lu Chenzhou knew that Void Thing had appeared again, lying in wait for an opportunity.
He calmly put on his gloves.
"Just the right size."
All of a sudden, a cold, sticky hand pressed down on Lu Chenzhou's shoulder. Using the reflection on his wristband's display, he saw that blurry-faced white shadow.
This was the most common and weakest Void Thing: a White Drifter. [Drifter]—this level also got its name from this type. The exam prep knowledge flashed through his mind.
Lu Chenzhou's body shivered uncontrollably, that frigid chill like it was trying to numb his limbs, making him want to move but unable to—as if pinned down by a ghost.
