"Similarly, as time passes, this influence on me will keep deepening, and if during this process, I feel fear... Then the influence will deepen further."
"I will be unable to sleep, extremely excited, craving work, and hallucinate when I close my eyes. I was wondering earlier, how could a bestselling author with a desire to create possibly die?"
"Now I understand... he died suddenly."
The fear in Wen Xishu's heart deepened.
He was ultimately not a monster completely devoid of negative emotions or the ability to perceive fear.
The more he interacted with this building, the more terrifying it became.
"Ah Miao's neighbor, joy was amplified... it seems like a good thing during this period."
"But if he also dies, it would be sorrow following extreme joy. This fate could very likely happen to Ah Miao as well."
"Then what about Wu Xiangjiao? He is in a better state than me. This guy is simple-minded, his brain isn't particularly sharp, so he doesn't feel that anything is wrong."
