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"Sanshui, I have an urgent matter at home today and need to take the day off. I would like to ask you to help look after the equipment in the cold storage."

Sanshui is Chen Miao's nickname. His uncle often called him that, so people at the funeral home called him that too.

"Originally, I didn't need to contact you, but a customer came into the cold storage today, and I was worried that the equipment might suddenly malfunction, which would cause trouble for the customer."

"You know, our freezers are nine years old. Even if we take good care of them, they'll still have some problems. We need someone to keep an eye on them so that there won't be any major issues."

"So you'll have to work hard all night, checking on me every two or three hours."

Hearing Brother Wang's voice on the phone, Chen Miao's gaze shifted to the book.

"Sanshui? Sanshui? Are you listening?"

Chen Miao snapped out of her daze and subconsciously replied, "Oh, okay."

"Alright, I'll leave tonight to you. If you encounter any problems you can't solve, remember to call me."

After saying that, the other end of the phone hung up.

Chen Miao frowned as he put down his phone.

With two years of experience working at a funeral home, Chen Miao had seen many dead people and developed a much stronger mentality than the average person.

Picking up the book again, Chen Miao flipped through the first chapter once more.

"coincide?"

The funeral home, Old Wang, leave request, phone call, etc. all match up. What a coincidence!

If it's not a coincidence, then what is it?
Suddenly, Chen Miao's heart, which had been trained to be exceptionally strong, began to beat even faster.

Is this yet another event that defies common sense?

Just like when my grandfather passed away from a fever.
Chen Miao put the book down and began to carefully examine the entire book.

Apart from the first chapter and the cover, there is no other text in this book.

He focused his attention on the first few paragraphs of the chapter.

The first two statements have already come true; only the last two statements remain to be verified.

If what this book says is true, does that mean he will die if he goes to the cold storage tonight?

Why would you die?
How to die?
After thinking for a moment, Chen Miao picked up his phone and called his uncle.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

Compared to the other people at the funeral home, Chen Miao was more concerned because he had experienced something similar.

The call is connected.

"Sanshui, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, I have something to do tonight. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to look after the cold storage that I promised Brother Wang."

"Go ahead and do what you need to do. I'll be at the facility tonight; I'll just go check on things."

The call was hung up.

Chen Miao's brows remained furrowed as he looked at the words "Uncle" in the call log on his phone.

He suddenly thought of a situation.

If the cold storage incident wasn't directed at him, does that mean his uncle would also be in danger if he went there?
What should I do?
What reason could be used to stop my uncle?
Given the recent situation at the funeral home, Uncle will definitely not allow the cold storage to malfunction, so even if Chen Miao doesn't go, Uncle will definitely go!

Call the police?

What should you say after calling the police?
He claimed to have foreseen that someone would die that night?

Just as Chen Miao was pondering, his gaze inadvertently drifted to the book.

Suddenly, Chen Miao's pupils trembled, and his hair stood on end!

changed!

The content of Chapter One has changed!
"Old Wang, the cold storage manager at the funeral home, called me and said he had something to do that night and asked me to cover his shift and check on the operation of the cold storage equipment when I had some free time."

"It's just a simple matter of checking on the equipment, but after I agreed to Lao Wang's request, I suddenly remembered that I had something to do that evening, so I asked the curator for leave."

"The next day, I learned that the curator had died." The contents of the book had changed!
Looking at the last line of text, Chen Miao's heart sank.

If all of this is true, then his guess is correct: the incident in the cold storage was not directed at any one person.

Whoever goes will die!
Chen Miao picked up the phone again.

"Uncle, I'm free tonight, so I'll go check the cold storage instead!"

"You didn't get stood up by some girl, did you, buddy?"

"No, I'm hanging up, Uncle!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Miao immediately looked at the book.

The text in the first chapter was erased by some force right under Chen Miao's nose, and then new content was written on it by an invisible pen.

It's the very first version where he died!

Even though he was somewhat prepared for the mystery surrounding the book, he still couldn't help but tremble when he saw this scene.

The fever that occurred when Grandpa passed away cannot be explained by science, but it also cannot prove that there was any extraordinary situation. Only Chen Miao wishfully believed that the fever was not simple.

Today, he finally made it clear.

There really are some unknown forces in this world!
After a while of wild thoughts, Chen Miao gradually calmed down and began to think about the current situation, after all, it concerned his life and death!

He refocused his attention on the words.

The reason he called his uncle earlier to say he would go and guard the cold storage was not because he wanted to die in his uncle's place.

He agreed, but whether or not he went was up to Chen Miao to decide!
However, what puzzled Chen Miao was why the contents of the book hadn't changed even though he had already decided not to go to the cold storage that night.
Chen Miao analyzed the logic behind this.

Two phone calls resulted in two changes to the contents of the book.

The reason for this is the presence of the variable of the uncle.

"So, there must be some kind of variable for the content of the book to change?"

To verify this guess, Chen Miao called his childhood friend and asked him to come to the funeral home that night to spend the night with him.

He made many promises, and his childhood friend agreed.

Throughout this process, Chen Miao's gaze remained fixed on the books.

Before the call was even over, the content of the first chapter had already changed.

"..."

"It's not a complicated thing to just go and check on the equipment, but after I agreed to Lao Wang's request, I suddenly felt a little lonely, so I asked a friend to come with me."

"In the early hours of the morning, I remembered Lao Wang's instructions, so I went to the cold storage with a friend and a flashlight. With my friend by my side, the gloom of the funeral home at night was much less."

"We went into the cold storage...we died."

"Say something, you bastard! Trying to renege on your debt, huh?"

Hearing his childhood friend's voice on the phone, Chen Miao replied, "You don't need to come tonight. I just remembered it's the end of the month, and I don't have any money to treat you!"

"Damn it! You bastard..."

After hanging up the phone and interrupting his childhood friend's spellcasting, Chen Miao's expression froze.

Because the content of the book hasn't changed!

"What went wrong?"

Suddenly, Chen Miao thought of something.

Perhaps the problem isn't with the book, but with the people involved!
He picked up his phone and called his childhood friend again.

After Chen Miao explained that he was just joking and wouldn't be staying at the funeral home that night, his childhood friend hung up the phone, cursing all the while.

At the same time, the content of the first chapter has also returned to its original state.

The only one who died was 'me'!
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(End of this chapter)