The next afternoon.
A mobile phone was placed on the stone table. Bai Yanliang bowed his head, carefully stretching out his fingers to find the correct keys. The little black cat, wrapped up like a mummy, also lay on the stone table, tilting its head and curiously looking at the phone.
He had maintained this posture for nearly two hours.
He was currently working on writing down his findings from Sacrificial Blood Village and the final key to breaking the puzzle.
It was actually a simple task, but the difficulty lay in Bai Yanliang's typing speed, which was excruciatingly slow.
"Meow——"
The little black cat watched for a while and seemed to get bored, letting out a meow.
Bai Yanliang looked up at it; the little critter was obviously in better spirits.
"What is it? Hungry?"
He patted the little black cat's head and asked.
Just then, with a creak, a young man opened the door, yawning while holding a towel and toothbrush.
"Morning, Bai."
Gao Fei, still groggy, greeted him.
