Blood dripped from the tips of his hair onto the phone screen, and Jiang Chuan's thumb was still mechanically sliding the food delivery app. The heavy rain at one o'clock in the morning turned the neon sign into a blood-red spot. Wrapped in a rain-soaked yellow jacket, he crashed into the underground garage of the office building like a swaying leaf.
Boom!
Another thunder struck the top of his head, and a burning smell like barbecue suddenly came from the back of his neck. Jiang Chuan lowered his head and saw spiderweb-like lightning patterns blooming on his chest, and his phone exploded into pieces in his palm. The moment the severe pain struck, a scarlet countdown suddenly popped up in his field of vision - [Resurrection Countdown: 00:14:59].
