"Do not move, do not touch, do not look, do not even think. Slowly step back, don't breathe loudly, retreat at least ten feet away first."
Lingxu's voice seemed to come from inside the skull, like a noise from the depths, but upon closer listening, there was no sound at all. It felt like there were actually no sounds in the surroundings, just his own exhausted heart power creating auditory hallucinations, like a sudden thought of schizophrenia rising from the mind.
Yet, Chen Xuantian still followed the advice, not touching, not smelling, not seeing, not breathing, nor was he worried that this bastard was just bluffing, simply trying to suffocate him.
After all, it was originally Chen Xuantian himself who deliberately input non-material information into the public server to attract Lingxu's attention, seeking a method from the other party to deal with the non-material. Now that he had been summoned over, he naturally had to heed the advice.
