"RATTLE... RATTLE..."
"Baba..."
While the ghost and Miss Zombie were having a friendly chat, Wei'en glanced out the window.
On the streetlamp by the window, the candlelight flickered unsteadily. Bathed in the halo of the red moon, it seemed exceptionally faint, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.
He looked at the wall clock, his brow furrowed slightly. 'Is it two o'clock already?'
According to the special rules of this world, the corrupting properties of the red moon intensify after midnight, continuing until three in the morning before gradually receding.
During this period, even with the protective devices of Dawn, one had to be constantly vigilant not to be exposed to the red moon.
Wei'en walked over and drew the curtains.
He had already come into contact with the Spring of Dawn Faith. As for this red moon... it was best to endure it for now.
