Xia Sanfu twisted open the door to the east bedroom, slowly moved to the window, and pulled open the curtains; the old yet opulent master bedroom almost blinded her eyes. Damn these rich people.
But immediately, the “person” on the bed shattered her composure.
Night Demons look like humans, but ultimately, they are not. They are shriveled, pale, and decaying!
Yet the thing on the bed… it was half-covered by a blanket, and aside from its slightly pale skin, it looked completely like a living human!
It even wore a clean shirt!
If only its fingernails weren't sharp and long and black, if only its chest wasn't rising and falling…
Xia Sanfu suddenly thought that Night Demons like to hide in dark places and fear fire, so there's a certain chance they also fear light.
If a human were hiding here, they would definitely pull open all the curtains.
In other words, who closed the curtains?
It was intelligence.
Night Demons might have intelligence; it knew to close the curtains!
This city is a demon's den where she cannot stay long!
A deeper layer of fear arose in Xia Sanfu, and three words swirled in her mind—hatred value.
She might really be hunted down after the novice protection period ends.
Damn it, she would take someone down with her even if she died.
Xia Sanfu looked left and right, deciding that the marble floor and the spacious, hundred-square-meter, cool-toned minimalist living room were perfect for a ritual.
She cleared out the living room, tore down the curtains, removed wooden items, opened the doors and windows, stacked all the Night Demons into a pile, especially dragging the one from the bed to the very front, poured enough fuel, and lit it.
After lighting it, Xia Sanfu retreated to the rooftop without looking back, blocking the stairwell opening.
She was truly hungry. On the rooftop, there were ripe, golden pumpkins, as large as washbasins. Regardless of whether they were poisonous, she started a fire, placed a piece of iron sheet over it, and decided to roast one first.
She cut the pumpkin into small pieces with a machete and spread them on the iron sheet so they would cook faster.
Twenty minutes later, they were mostly soft.
Xia Sanfu carefully tasted a bite and then put it down. She had to wait half an hour to make sure her body had no problems before eating more.
Meanwhile, the system prompts were about to end—
“Congratulations, player, for clearing one Level 0 Night Demon. Battle Points +10.”
“Congratulations, player, for clearing one Level 1 Night Demon. Battle Points +100. Dropped one common treasure chest.”
“Congratulations, player, for clearing one Level 2 Night Demon. Battle Points +200.”
…
“Congratulations, player, your Battle Points have reached 2000. You have advanced to Level 2 and received an advancement gift pack.”
“Friendly reminder: Night Demon Hatred Value +2510. You have achieved ‘Hate You in My Heart, Unable to Speak.’ As long as you appear within fifty meters of a Night Demon, it will discover and find you.”
…
Xia Sanfu waited another ten minutes, but the prompt sound never rang again.
Her eye twitched, and her breathing tightened. No!
37 Level 0 Night Demons, 4 Level 1 Night Demons, 1 Level 2 Night Demon—that’s only 42!
But it should be 43!
Xia Sanfu immediately thought of the one on the bed. She didn’t kill a real person, did she?
Impossible.
Xia Sanfu opened her game panel. This wave of stirring up the Night Demon’s nest had advanced her to Level 2.
She opened the advancement gift pack, and the prompts rang continuously.
“Congratulations, player, Free Attribute Points +1, Mysterious Lucky Bag +1, Skill Blind Box +1.”
Xia Sanfu added the Free Attribute Point to her Body Development Value.
ID: H008154088
Player Name: Xia Sanfu
Title: Demon Slayer Warrior
Body Development Value: 5/10 (Max-level Blue Star human physique. Congratulations, you have reached the peak of Level 0.7 civilized human physique~)
Is 5 points the peak of Blue Star human physique? This peak is too low!
When she first added attribute points, the effect wasn't very obvious, but it wasn't until she climbed to the 26th floor that she realized her stamina had improved significantly.
In the past, she would have been exhausted after climbing nine floors.
However, this improvement was mainly in endurance. This time, adding to 5 points, there was a clear increase in strength and explosiveness.
Instantly, the backpack and fuel tank on her back felt weightless. She swung a punch effortlessly, fast and powerful. With a push of her hands, she lifted the solid wood table next to her!
It weighed at least 500 jin!
Xia Sanfu’s heart settled slightly. She changed to a cloth to cover her mouth and nose, tightened her grip on the flamethrower, opened the door, and went downstairs. A wave of heat and an indescribable stench hit her, making her stumble. She went back to the rooftop, detoured to the two floors below to clear a few Night Demons, which took some time, and then returned to the presidential suite.
The ceiling of the living room was covered in smoke and fire marks. In the center of the living room was a large pile of charred corpses stuck together. The fire hadn’t completely died down, and there was still a faint glow.
Her legs couldn’t stop trembling. In front of the pile of charred corpses, a man knelt on one knee, with burning shreds of clothes hanging on his body. His skin was slightly charred.
Only slightly charred.
The fire seemed to have no effect on it!
Is its fire resistance that high?
How did this thing evolve?
It wouldn’t happen to have magical properties, would it?
Its fangs were bared, and its red, glazed eyes stared straight at Xia Sanfu!
Xia Sanfu instantly fell into the uncanny valley effect, the fear of humanoid creatures rushing to her brain.
“Heh, you can’t burn me to death.”
The hoarse voice dealt Xia Sanfu a direct blow.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it, it can talk!” Xia Sanfu broke down, pulling out the meter-long steel pipe wedged between her chest and backpack and smashing wildly.
“Ah ah ah ah, can you please stop talking? I’m scared!”
“I’m scared, do you understand?!”
“What kind of good monster talks?!”
“Ah ah ah ah ah ah!”
The monster opened its mouth, *smack*, its jaw was smashed off.
Dark red juice and debris splattered, splashing into the burning fire, onto the walls, onto the floor, and onto the ceiling.
“Congratulations, player, for clearing one Level 5 Night Demon. Battle Points +500. Dropped one bronze treasure chest.”
“Congratulations, player, your Battle Points have reached 3000. You have advanced to Level 3 and received an advancement gift pack.”
Xia Sanfu looked at the puddle of minced meat and suddenly entered a state of enlightenment.
So tired, her hand hurt so much. This guy’s bones were really hard.
She added the Free Attribute Point to her Body Development Value. A surge of energy seemed to well up in her body, and her limbs became more powerful. She shook the bent steel pipe, threw it aside, pulled out the machete obtained from the previous treasure chest, and approached the chest.
Click, the clasp opened, and the lid lifted. There was one item.
Bronze Grade Night Vision Goggles: When worn, allows unobstructed observation of conditions within 100 meters in dark environments. Can only be used three times, 1 hour each time.
Looking on the bright side, she gained three more hours of nighttime activity.
There were also five common treasure chests in the corpse pile. She hooked them out and opened them all.
Flashlight +1
Autumn long-sleeved and long-pants set +1
Gas mask +1
Flint +1
The items obtained from common treasure chests were ordinary, but for her current situation, they were extremely precious.
The last treasure chest yielded a useless gemstone ring.
Xia Sanfu held the green thumb ring in her hand, questioning life. Could it be that the items from these treasure chests were restored based on the Night Demon’s possessions or skills?
She muttered as she changed into the long-sleeved shirt and pants, put her helmet, knee pads, and fingerless gloves back on, wore the green thumb ring, and clipped the Night Vision Goggles with blood-red lenses to her collar.
This outfit was workwear style, notable for its many pockets. She put on the much-needed gas mask and placed the flashlight, flint, the sheathed machete, and the previously found kerosene lighter into her pockets.
Her cycling backpack contained a pump, goggles, rusty scissors, a boning knife, and four apples.
She was strong now and wasn’t afraid to carry another bag. She sorted through the presidential suite’s storage room, found some relatively well-preserved supplies, and moved usable clothes and blankets to the rooftop to air dry.
Most importantly, there were unopened tents and sleeping bags here!
Ignoring their musty smell, they were barely usable.
