In the basement of the ancestral house inherited on a rainy night, a living wooden sculpture that can cry is locked.
Sleeping tentacles from an old attic painting are penetrating the canvas.
When the supernatural thugs collapsed the outer wall, Liu Zhe squeezed the bronze key left by his third uncle——
The keyhole turned, and it turned out that behind the door was not a warehouse, but a strange city shrouded in a blood moon.
The mask stall owner stuffed the grinning Nuo Mian into his arms: "Newcomer? Put it on! That shabby house has chosen you to be the current caretaker."
In Liu Zhe's broken field of vision, he saw that the ancient house had turned into a giant storage warehouse full of cracks. The wood carvings in the basement were scratching the door panels with their fingernails, and the paintings in the attic were leaking fishy yellow mucus.
"The first rule of the Administrator: All anomalies will eventually be contained!"
The moment the alien black shadow squirmed under the blood moon, Liu Zhe used his backhand to seal the hole he had just opened. The withered claws of the bandaged corpse cracked and broke at the crack of the door.
From then on, during the day he was a street writer, and at night he was sultry, traveling between the real world and the strange city:
▶ Nail the parasitic locust tree full of human mouths into the No. 3 Containment chamber
▶ Use the skin of the painted skin demon to exchange for space rivets from the shark merchant
▶ Rules for feeding a rampaging superpower by hanging him upside down in a solitary room
When scarlet cracks tore through the sky in the city center, the 10,000-ton giant "Brain of the Rotting Star" descended. Fireworks from the Superpower Administration exploded on the slime shield.
Liu Zhe jumped into the clouds by stepping on the space fragments, his fangs dripping with blood from the old rulers.
"Do you know why ancient houses need administrators?"
The roar of gears biting came from beneath Nuo's face:
"Because the door was closed for too long—"
"Someone has to give 'them' their final moments."
