Chapter 12

Chapter 12

At first, there were still people trying to maintain order.

The property manager sent a message to the group chat, claiming he would protect everyone.

But the very next day, a resident from upstairs posted a frantic voice message: “Everyone, whatever you do, don’t give the manager any of your information!”

“My husband told the manager his player details, and then he was ambushed…”

Before the voice message could even finish playing, it was retracted by the property manager.

A small line of text appeared on the screen:

“The resident has been removed from the group chat.”

Immediately after, the entire group was muted.

The property manager sent out a message: “Everyone, please do not panic. Please send me your player information, and I will do my best to protect you all. [Smiley Face]”

I closed my eyes and shoved the sofa against the door.

However, in the next second, a sudden knock echoed through the room.

From outside came the property manager’s coaxing voice: “Is that Ms. Chen?”

“I heard you achieved a very good ranking in the game. We need to collect your player information, including your spawn point and so on.”

“That way, we can form a team in the game, win the prize money, and survive together.”

I covered my mouth, trying my best not to make a sound.

But the property manager outside let out a chuckle. “Ms. Chen, please don’t pretend you aren’t home.”

“We checked the surveillance footage before coming up. You haven’t left the house since you brought your mother home yesterday.”

“Isn’t your mother sick?”

“Open the door. Our community has medical facilities; we can provide treatment for her.”

“You really must trust us.”

“The Weird is about to descend. We have to stand united!”

“…”

They started ramming the door.

With my back pressed against the wood, I looked at my unconscious mother in the bedroom and closed my eyes.

This living hell was even worse than a Horror Game.

When humans start killing each other, they are far more terrifying than any ghost or monster.