Pan Fan's mind felt like mush, and his face stung with a burning pain.
When he opened his eyes, he was met with a dizzying kaleidoscope of colors, and his vision felt incredibly strange.
Fortunately, the Armored Man, an old veteran, was so conspicuous that Pan Fan's attention slowly began to return.
"Senior, is the survival mission over?" Pan Fan asked, dazed.
"I'm sorry, but no. You're still in the mansion." Qi Suian's voice reached Pan Fan's ears, jolting his Spirit back to reality.
"What a terrible nightmare." Pan Fan scrambled to his feet, his head splitting with pain.
"All I remember is the female ghost lunging at me, and then I lost control."
"The Doomsday Game warned me my contamination level was too high... What about the Divorce Letter? Do you have it, Senior?" The moment he woke, Pan Fan anxiously asked about the Divorce Letter.
In his mind, it was the key to breaking the deadlock; otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to affect the female ghost.
