After completing the bizarre game, the world experienced a global resurgence of strange occurrences.

Hearing the increasingly choked voice beside him, Chen Zhuo felt a pang of emotion: "It hasn't reached the point of no return yet."

"So, young man, your hand can come back!" Zhuo Fan burst into laughter through his tears upon hearing this.

Chen Zhuo curled the corners of his lips: "Hand that half-eaten crayon to me."

"Here you go, bro." Zhuo Fan hurriedly stepped forward, and in his excitement, he almost shoved the half-chopped crayon into Chen Zhuo's mouth.

Chen Zhuo looked down at the half-eaten crayon, its eerie aura solidified as if it were a sharp spear hovering above it.

"I'll give you two choices: either help me draw my hands back, or die!"

As he uttered the last word, Zhuo Fan felt as if the crayon in his hand was constantly wrestling with him.

Before he finished speaking, the crayon was rolling in Zhuo Fan's hand like a pestle being crushed.

The meaning is already quite clear: it has chosen to help Chen Zhuo restore his arms.

"Let it go."

After Chen Zhuo spoke, Zhuo Fan took the crayons and went behind the door. He placed his hands on Chen Zhuo's blackened arms and then hesitantly released his fingers.

The crayon slowly rolled to the edge, and then, as if glued to the door, began to smear on Chen Zhuo's arms.

In the blink of an eye, the arms on the full-body portrait reappeared, and Chen Zhuo's missing arms also reappeared.

"It's all recovered, why isn't this guy stopping? Is he trying some kind of trick? I'll take it down right now!"

Seeing that Shen Wan had finished drawing Chen Zhuo's arms but had no intention of stopping, and was instead completing Chen Zhuo's portrait, she immediately prepared to intervene.

However, before she even reached the door, she learned of the crayon's intention.

The crayon hovered over Chen Zhuo's eyes, as if trying to complete them.

"This little thing is quite adept at currying favor. It wants to help the young man repair his eyes and curry favor with him so that he'll let it go." Zhuo Fan couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

Shen Wan felt it was novel, never expecting that one day she would see a strange creature trying to please humans.

Even if she told others about everything that happened today, they would only think she was daydreaming.

After hesitating for a moment, the crayon was about to write, but in the next instant it was flung away and burst into black flames!

"What happened? Why did this suddenly happen?"

Zhuo Fan, who was closest to Shen Wan, quickly stepped back, while Shen Wan's expression changed drastically.

"This flame contains an extremely strong, eerie aura!"

"With your strength, you can't recover the damage that guy caused."

Chen Zhuo bent down, picked up the crayon from the ground, and gently blew on it, extinguishing the black flame completely.

"The job's done, come with me."

Upon hearing this, the crayon stood up and wrote a few words on Chen Zhuo's hand.

[Unable to stay away from the door]

"The non-free type of strangeness seems to be restricted by the rules of the door, unable to go too far away from the door," Shen Wan explained from the side.

The skill in creating this mottled graffiti is quite good; it would be great if I could have made use of it. It seems a pity now.

Chen Zhuo returned to the bookshelf, picked up the sketchbook that had fallen earlier, placed it on the table next to him, and opened one of the pages.

"This is... a door!" Zhuo Fan rubbed his eyes. "This is too abstract. Does a drawn door even count?"

"How can it not count? Are you trying to talk to a ghost about reality?" Shen Wan couldn't help but complain, then walked to the picture book, took out a roll of tape, and said, "Leave the rest to me."

"This eerie energy seems to have a suppressive effect on other eerie energies!" The Mirror Ghost felt a sense of disgust the moment it saw the tape.

Shen Wan tore open the tape, her tone filled with pride.

"There was once a door opener whose ability was to suppress other strange things."

This man committed numerous evil deeds and was extremely wicked. The organization sent several door-pushing agents to arrest him, but he managed to escape using this ability.

However, the organization did not come away empty-handed. They obtained a strange sample from the body of the person who pushed open the door, which led them to the discovery of the sealing tape in my hand.

However, the sealing tape's effectiveness will fade over time, and it must be replaced periodically; otherwise, the strange occurrences will reappear.

"Miss Shen, you've mentioned the 'door-opener' several times. What exactly is this 'door-opener'?"

Zhuo Fan had always been curious, and now that the crisis was over, he could finally ask.

Shen Wan paused, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

Simply put, there is a door in a person's heart, and once that door is opened, it becomes a strange passage to reality.

The one who pushes open the door is someone who opens the door to the heart, thereby stealing strange abilities.

"That's awesome! Can you do it?"

Zhuo Fan was somewhat excited. If he became the one who pushed open the door, he wouldn't have to worry about anything strange.

Shen Wan shook her head and chuckled softly, then sighed.

"Do you think anyone can be a door opener? Even in Dachang City, if you include both official and civilian door openers, there are only about two people in the family."

Moreover, according to the captain, becoming a door opener is not a good thing at all; it is even more dangerous than ordinary high-risk professions.

As for more details, only those who become door openers will know. Coincidentally, my team leader is one of those door openers, and we got separated in the previous villa.

Knowing my captain's personality, once he learns of Chen Zhuo's talent, he might reveal some details, but I can't guarantee that.

After explaining everything, Shen Wan began preparing to seal the door.

Just then, the crayon in Chen Zhuo's palm gradually became restless, writing and drawing in his hand, roughly meaning that it did not want to be sealed.

"If you promise never to hurt anyone again, I can persuade Shen Wan not to seal your door, but can you promise that?"

Crayon fell silent when Chen Zhuo asked her questions.

It is a strange creature, and killing is its nature. The reason it is so obedient now is because of Chen Zhuo's suppression.

Once Chen Zhuo is no longer watching over it, it will go back to its old ways!

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo sneered: "It seems you can't guarantee it. But I can offer a third option, though I don't know if you dare to take it? Because I'm not sure about this myself."

After hesitating for a moment, the crayon finally wrote the word "yes".

"Alright!" Chen Zhuo stepped forward, stopping Shen Wan. "Miss Shen, may I borrow this door to test something?"

"test?"

If it were anyone else, Shen Wan would never have agreed, but this person is Chen Zhuo.

After witnessing his methods, Shen Wan felt that nothing he did was surprising.

She was also curious about what kind of experiment Chen Zhuo was going to do with the door.

After a moment's thought, Shen Wan gave up her seat.

Chen Zhuo stepped forward, placed the crayons on the table, and under Shen Wan's questioning gaze, raised the white bone cane and pressed it against the sketchbook with the door drawn on it.

"What is Chen Zhuo doing?" Shen Wan was really confused and asked Zhuo Fan beside her in a low voice.

Zhuo Fan chuckled, "Miss Shen, just you wait and see, you'll be in for a big surprise!"

During this time, while following Chen Zhuo, Zhuo Fan somehow developed a wicked hobby: watching others get slapped in the face by Xiao Ge!

It gave him a feeling similar to reading a wish-fulfillment novel.

"Making a mystery out of nothing."

Shen Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes, her curiosity growing. What exactly did Chen Zhuo want to do?