A complete concept-level outfit, not even sparing the red-clad female ghost.

"Where is this...?"

Zhou Tian's head was throbbing as if it were about to split open, and there was a throbbing sensation at the back of his head.

Each pulse tugged at his temples, making Zhou Tian feel like gagging.

"hiss!"

Zhou Tian groaned, his eyelids feeling as heavy as lead, and it took a lot of effort to open them even a crack.

My vision was initially blurry, with only a yellowed, peeling ceiling in sight.

"Wasn't I getting a massage at a spa? I just added an extra hour for the masseuse, how did I end up here?"

Startled, Zhou Tian sat up abruptly.

Because the movement was too fast, Zhou Tian's vision went black again.

Zhou Tian, ​​panting heavily, looked around.

Zhou Tian is currently living in a simple rented room.

The windows were closed, and outside the dirty glass lay the deep darkness of night.

There was nothing of note to be seen except for a few dimly lit windows on the opposite building.

"Have I...time-traveled?"

As Zhou Tian thought about it, his heart began to pound wildly.

Zhou Tian hurriedly rolled out of bed.

He needs to figure out the situation first.

Zhou Tian rushed to the desk and frantically rummaged through it.

A few old books with faded covers, some scraps of paper, an empty cigarette box, and a cheap lighter.

No cell phone, no wallet.

There is nothing that can define my identity in this world.

Zhou Tian rushed to the window again, vigorously wiping the grime off the glass, and peered outside.

The night was dark and the streetlights were dim.

The streets were deserted and eerily silent.

The silhouettes of distant buildings lay silent in the darkness, like lurking beasts.

This world is too quiet.

Zhou Tian was at a loss when a sudden "thump thump thump" sound exploded in the dead silence.

Knock on the door!

Zhou Tian froze, instantly rooted to the spot.

At three in the morning, in the stillness of the night.

The sound was particularly piercing and clear, each one striking his heart.

"Who could be knocking? My friend from this world?"

Zhou Tian's throat went dry, and he subconsciously wanted to respond.

Or walk over and look through the peephole.

Just as his toes moved and his body leaned slightly forward.

Suddenly, a series of urgent broadcasts came from outside the window.

[Urgent Announcement! Urgent Announcement! Attention all residents of Jianghai City! Attention all residents of Jianghai City!]

[Confirmed Class A paranormal event: The "Red-Clad" phenomenon has fully invaded Jianghai City!]

[This vengeful ghost manifests as a woman, dressed in red, and is extremely dangerous, highly aggressive, and has an unknown pattern of killing! Numerous citizens have already been killed, and the paranormal activity is spreading extremely rapidly!]

[All survivors, please immediately seek shelter in an enclosed space! Lock doors and windows! Turn off all light sources! Remain absolutely quiet! Do not go outside!]

[To reiterate, please stay home and await official rescue! Please...survive...]

"Rank A... Red-Clad Female Ghost... Invasion... Survivor..."

Each word was like an icicle, piercing Zhou Tian's brain.

A vengeful ghost? A paranormal event?

Is this some kind of world overrun by monsters?!

Are you kidding me!

"Knock knock knock".

The knocking sounded again.

It was neither too fast nor too slow, and it was even clearer than before.

It possesses a chilling patience and a creepy sense of regularity.

Zhou Tian's heart suddenly tightened and almost stopped beating.

He stared intently at the door, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn it, I'm really having the worst luck ever! I just transmigrated and I've already encountered a ghost!"

Zhou Tian was speechless for a moment.

Almost at the same time as realizing this.

An indescribable chilling aura seeped in silently.

The temperature in the room is dropping rapidly.

Even though the doors and windows were tightly closed, it felt as if the door to an ice cellar had suddenly been opened.

It's cold! Bone-chillingly cold!

This is not the cold of the air, but a chill that directly affects the depths of the soul!

What is that outside the door?

"What should we do?"

run?

Where can this tiny room go?

Jump out the window? What floor is this?

Will I die instantly if I jump?

"Squeak!"

A chilling aura surged in like a floodgate bursting open.

A pale, bloodless hand rested on the door frame.

Her fingers were slender and long, but her nails were an ominous, almost blackish dark red.

then.

A woman walked in quietly.

She was wearing an old-fashioned long dress, red as if it were congealed blood.

Her skirt reached the ground as she moved silently.

It gently brushed across the cement floor without making a sound.

She was tall and slender, and her curves were graceful and alluring in the red dress.

Her long, ink-black hair cascaded over her shoulders.

Zhou Tian's gaze trembled as he looked upwards.

That was an...extremely beautiful face.

Her features were so exquisite that there was no fault with them; her eyebrows and eyes were like a painting, but her lips were so pale that they were almost grayish-white.

But this beauty now only evokes boundless fear.

Because her skin was so fair.

That's not the whiteness of a living person.

Instead, it was a deathly, lifeless, pale white.

It was like being covered with a thick layer of frost.

In the dim light, it gleamed with a porcelain-like, cold luster.

The most terrifying thing was her eyes.

Pitch black, hollow, with no whites in the eyes.

Only two unfathomable dark masses stared straight at them.

That gaze was unfocused, devoid of emotion.

But Zhou Tian felt as if his soul was about to be sucked in, frozen, and then crushed.

The female ghost in red.

The event was urgently broadcast on television; it was a Class A incident.

She stood at the doorway, no more than five or six meters away from Zhou Tian.

"We're doomed!"

Zhou Tian swallowed hard, his mind filled with nothing but the aroma of the food.

Having just transmigrated and not understanding anything, I'm about to become another soul under the control of this red-clad female ghost?

What the hell is this starting point?!

Despair surged in like a black tide, overwhelming us.

Zhou Tian closed his eyes, awaiting the cold touch, or perhaps even death.

However, the expected attack did not come.

Just as the female ghost's fingertips were about to touch his chest, which was heaving violently with fear.

【Ding! 】

[Meets the requirements for emergency activation....]

[Conceptual talent system, binding in progress... Binding successful!]

A mechanical, synthesized voice suddenly rang out in the deepest part of Zhou Tian's mind!

"A cheat code?"

Zhou Tian suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze revealing a mixture of shock and joy.

[Ding! Host detected to be in danger]

[Scanning for current threat units... Scan complete.]

Threat Level: A (Lethal to current host)

[Ding! Host, would you like to draw today's concept-level talent?]

"Extract!"

Zhou Tian had no time to think about the specific effects of the system.

But he was clear about one thing: now that he had the system, he wouldn't have to die.

[Ding! Congratulations on successfully drawing the talent: I'm really not Ning Caichen!]

[I'm really not Ning Caichen: You will be immune to all damage from female ghosts!]