Beating Instances through Words Left by the Dead

No matter the country, once a gang becomes powerful, they seek legitimacy.

Including a certain drug lord bold enough to seize the Supreme Court, with forty thousand private soldiers, who after his rise aimed to run for president.

As White Old K rose, naturally he wanted to head in this direction too.

To legitimize, the first step is to show societal responsibility by transitioning from black to business, then from business to politics.

Transitioning from black to business is easy, that is to spend money, at least overtly.

Charitable work is undoubtedly the quickest and easiest way to demonstrate social responsibility, and if done properly, it not only doesn’t burn money but can earn quite a bit.

Apart from doing charity, Miles had another suggestion for Wu Chang: wait.

Sigef City never lacks unexpected events; if a natural disaster occurs and White Old K contributes greatly, it would be worth ten charity galas.

Wu Chang felt tempted after hearing this; natural disasters, how could one start looking for them?

Evening, Garden Street, No. 26.

After a few days of getting used to it, Wu Chang and the others genuinely seemed like a family.

After dinner, Erin was tutoring Amber, while Wu Chang sat nearby flipping through the newspaper to see what other players were up to.

It was nine at night, time for good kids to go to sleep.

They watched Amber return to the attic, locking the door, Wu Chang’s breath became somewhat hurried.

Climb the mountain!

Tonight, his little puppet in the right hand must climb the mountain!

This time he wised up, securing the bedroom door; no matter what happens, his actions cannot be obstructed.

But just as he lay down, a faintly discernible gaze shot into the room from outside the window.

Wu Chang furrowed his brow slightly, got up, and drew the curtains.

Lying back down, he could feel the gaze penetrating the curtains, continuing to fall on him and Erin.

No matter how careless he was, interacting with Erin under someone’s gaze would never happen, he wasn’t an exhibitionist.

He took a deep breath and sat up again.

No matter what thing was outside casting its gaze, tonight, it had chosen the path to ruin.

When he left the house with malice, the elusive gaze disappeared, and when he returned, the feeling of being watched reappeared.

The gaze seemed to be playing hide and seek with him, or like the game Red Light, Green Light.

Wu Chang heated up.

Never had he been filled with such hatred for the suppression of his inspiration and intuition by being cursed.

To the lurking peeper, don’t let me catch you, or you’ll know what a black hand means.

He simply didn’t return inside, sitting directly in the rocking chair by the door, keeping his eyes on the outside.

With him there, the gaze in the dark withdrew, no longer looking inside the house.

Alright then, at least Erin and Amber could have a good night’s sleep.

Tonight was another peaceful night, except for Wu Chang.

The next day, the family of three headed to school together.

It was Friday, and after today, it meant the students would welcome a weekend where they wouldn’t need to wake up early; it also meant there would be brief assessment tests in each subject this morning.

Nokes Primary School may be public, but the families of most students are middle-class and social elites; for joyful education, turn left and walk two thousand meters, it’s full of joy at the school of the impoverished district.

No matter which country, unless there’s a family business to inherit, if you don’t want to become the lowest laborer, you have to compete.

Federation is no exception.

Today’s campus time was particularly calm, with no strange monster disturbances; Wu Chang was not marked by misfortune either.

After the tests, Amber steadily attended classes in the classroom, and after class, wandered around the campus with Grace.

Everything was stable and progressing well, as if this level’s name wasn’t Cursed, but Federation Middle-Class Family Simulator.

If there’s nothing unexpected, then something unexpected is about to happen.

After school, back home, Wu Chang made dinner, and when he went to the attic to call Amber for dinner, Amber did not come down after a while, but immediately called Wu Chang’s name and then walked out from the attic.

”Sean.”

Wu Chang stopped his movements and looked at Amber, who seemed somewhat shy.

”What is it?”

Amber took out her report card from behind her back, whispered, ”The test results are out.”

Wu Chang hesitated for a moment, wiped the water off his hands on his pink apron, and took the report card.

All the subjects were marked as B, representing good; although there was no A, compared to previous D’s and F’s, it was a significant improvement.

Wu Chang rubbed Amber’s head, ”You’ve been working hard. I’ll show Erin your report card; she’ll definitely be happy for you.”

Amber’s face turned slightly red, lowering her head; she enjoyed Wu Chang’s approval, yet was trying hard to restrain herself.

”There’s one more thing...”

Wu Chang stopped again, waiting to hear what Amber wanted to say next.

Amber nervously twisted her fingers, said, ”Sean, you can see some things differently, things only I can see, right?”

Wu Chang nodded and said, ”Even if I can’t see them, I’ll try my best to.”

Amber said, ”All along, I’ve always felt I’m not normal; I can’t distinguish between reality and illusion and keep messing everything up.”

”It’s not that I don’t want you and Erin to come inside, I’m just afraid you’ll think I’m a monster.”

Wu Chang chuckled lightly, ”You don’t need to worry; I’ll never think anyone is a monster.”

This isn’t limited to Cursed; everyone says Abyssal Game is dangerous, full of monsters in its levels, but he’s been to so many nearly-uncontrollable levels, how come he’s never seen a monster?

Amber clutched her chest as if making a difficult decision, Wu Chang stood in place, quietly waiting.