In the spacious living room,
there was complete silence.
In everyone present, their eyes were fixed solely on the figure burning with flames.
The flames churned soundlessly!
Devoid of heat, yet causing the air around to twist as if scorched by high temperatures.
"Crack…"
"Crack crack—"
Tiny shards of broken tiles, as if weightless, rotated, ascended, and fell around that figure, then rotated and rose again.
"You all…"
With his pupil-less eyes, the fat neighbor's body trembled slightly with immense fury, "must die."
"What the hell? These special effects?!"
Supposedly "doomed" Chen Yu suddenly looked up, his face in shock, "Did you pay for upgrades?"
"… Eh?" The fat neighbor, poised for action, stiffened momentarily, instinctively turned back, and looked at Chen Yu, "You didn't die?"
"It's you who are dead." With a nimble flip, leaping from his chair, Chen Yu stretched out a finger and cautiously poked the flames on his neighbor's body.
He wasn't burned.
