It's late at night.

"Boss! Help!"

The idiot still wouldn't give up, and cried out for help in a heart-wrenching manner.

Seeing this, everyone fled in panic, and no one paid any attention to him.

At this moment, fear and despair finally appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but it was too late.

The old man gripped his neck tightly, his withered, white hands tightening their grip.

The idiot could only utter broken "hoarse" sounds from his throat, like a broken bellows, and all his repentance could only be swallowed down.

His eyes bulged out, tears of blood streaming down them, and finally, with a "click," he breathed his last.

Those who tried to escape were caught very quickly.

The first one to be caught was naturally the man in charge.

"Sir, please let me go! It wasn't me, it was the bosses who made me do it. There's a reason for this, go find them!"

At this point, he finally realized his fear and knelt down to beg for mercy.

But the old man remained silent, and suddenly a huge rock appeared in his hand.

The boulder crashed down, and with a muffled thud, the man's head was ripped open.

Some people even tumbled off the cliff in their panic, just as they wished others would.

Some people tried to resist, but no weapon could be used against the old man.

The old man is dead; he feels no pain, is unaffected, and will only repay what was done to him tenfold.

The heavy rain continued to fall, the pattering sound masking the piercing, desperate screams as fresh corpses lay scattered across the overgrown wasteland.

That rainy night, the old man lost his life under duress.

On the same rainy night, debts owed need to be repaid.

By this time, Xia Yao had already gotten up from the muddy, filthy ground.

The wound in his calf, pierced by a bullet, was bleeding profusely, the blood mixing with the rainwater and seeping into the soil.

He wanted to treat the wound to prevent his leg from becoming useless, but the current circumstances made it impossible.

"What do we do now?"

Xia Yao took a deep breath and looked at her teammate whose injuries were slightly less severe.

Should they run now? He didn't think they could outrun a ghost in their current state.

"Looking for something!"

Lu Qifa had already gotten up, spat into the rain, and everyone looked back in disappointment.

Turning around, the original pavilion was gone, but a grave had appeared behind it.

The grave was a simple mound of yellow clay, with only a section in front of it paved with cement and the rest overgrown with weeds.

The searchlight shone on the stone tablet, revealing a pair of characters: This is the grave of Lin Shoushan's wife!

"So that's how it is."

Chen Qi had stopped playing the innocent and naive girl; her eyes now revealed shrewdness.

"The scenic area was built, and the graves were all leveled, so of course we can't find any evidence. But if we go back to before the construction started in Yaoshan, the things were still there."

They never expected it to be based on this principle. Entering the time before the scenic area was built would inevitably require the help of ghosts, so they naturally didn't think of this.

Despite their injuries, they arrived at the grave.

First, I bowed to express my respect and the reason why I had to disturb you, before I started searching.

"The soil here is very fresh."

Xia Yao discovered that a ten-centimeter-wide strip of mud had been specially left in front of the grave for inserting candles and incense.

The grass in the mud pit was significantly less than that on the grave mound, and the soil clearly showed signs of being turned over.

Xia Yao directly dug at the soil with her bare hands. The first thing she saw was ants, insects, and earthworms crawling around in the mud.

He kept digging and finally unearthed a tightly sealed plastic package.

The plastic looked like cheap, rough, and low-quality tarpaulins used to protect chicken coops in rural areas.

Under the spotlight, Xia Yao carefully tore open the layers of plastic film, finally revealing a rolled-up transparent sealed bag.

Inside the sealed bag were several SD cards.

"It's a memory card."

Xia Yao quickly understood what Zhang Zhi was looking for after braving the rain to go up the mountain.

In the illusion, he saw a surveillance camera outside Lin Shoushan's house, hidden by trees and not very conspicuous.

The old surveillance cameras weren't connected to the internet; they used these memory cards.

This may very well contain the truth behind the old man's accident.

The other memory cards are likely evidence collected by Zhang Zhi regarding the developer's illegal activities, crimes, and threats of violence.

Back then, there weren't such convenient means of online communication.

He was targeted by bad guys while holding evidence. In order to avoid the evidence being destroyed during his escape, he could only hide it in this grave, thinking that he would come back to retrieve it when he was safe in the future.

But he never got to see that day again.

To confirm that the memory card was not damaged, Xia Yao inserted it into the camera she was holding.

Soon, they saw a blurry video.

A group of men with ill intentions, fully armed, arrived outside Lin Shoushan's house.

They kept knocking on the windows and doors to get his attention.

As the old man left his house, the boulder he had raised fell and struck him on the head.

The old man was too old to withstand it and soon passed away.

The old man's body was dragged away by the bad guys.

The truth is obvious: after killing the old man with rocks, they moved his body to the mountains to create the illusion of a rockfall accident.

Then, under the cover of rain, all evidence was erased.

Lin Shoushan, who guarded the mountain his whole life, died in the mountain in the end.

The other memory cards also contained videos of the developer harassing farmers and making violent threats, forming a very complete chain of evidence.

"The old man and the reporter are both determined to expose the unscrupulous developer and bring the truth to light. As long as we bring this down the mountain, hand it over to the police, and post it online, the game should be over."

The rain gradually subsided, and the vanished stone steps and pavilion reappeared, but the old man and the lonely grave were nowhere to be seen.

Along with those who disappeared, so did the vicious thugs.

When they arrived at the police station, supporting each other, they had already heard that all the senior executives of Jinsheng Group had met with accidents.

The thugs who were hunting them down couldn't find them at all. Their sudden disappearance was simply assumed to be due to them running away after committing a crime. No one would think that they might have died in another world.

After the evidence was submitted and uploaded online via computer, a dazzling white light shone through the door of the lounge.

The white light looked very holy and warm, making people want to go there.

Their wounds had already been treated with simple bandaging, but they still needed to go to the hospital for further examination later.

"It's time to go."

Lu Qifa seemed to have recovered from his backache and leg pain, and headed straight for the door that was lit up.

Chen Qi didn't say anything and went inside as well.

Their bodies merged into the white light and disappeared.

"Feed? What's going on?" Xia Yao was still a little confused.

However, Zhou Ze'an was a good person. He helped Xia Yao, who had a limp, and walked towards the white light.

"This is the exit when the game ends. Don't ask questions, you'll get used to it."

And so, Zhou Ze'an led him into the white light.

The moment my body was bathed in white light, an indescribable comfort spread throughout my body, and even the pain in my pierced leg disappeared.

A wave of drowsiness washed over her, and Xia Yao comfortably closed her eyes, losing consciousness.