Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 161: Bizarre Death

Zhao Zhenzhen, adhering to her routine of the past five OtherWorld days, approached the slums when it got dark. The dense cluster of low-lying shacks was characteristically silent and dark, devoid of any signs of life after nightfall.

Yet, as she neared the vicinity, Zhao felt an inexplicable sense of unease. Though her eyes couldn't detect any movement, her instincts whispered of numerous hidden presences lurking in the shadows, their aggressive intent toward her palpable and unsettling.

"…?"

Such a peculiar sensation caused her some perplexity.

A staunch materalist, Zhao Zhenzhen didn't usually trust in intuitions or sixth senses. She believed such instincts were the result of accumulated experience rather than inexplicable premonitions. However, her expertise lay in political work and disciplinary enforcement, not combat. She lacked the experience to interpret this foreboding feeling correctly.

Despite being perplexed, Zhao Zhenzhen didn't halt her approach. She was, after all, on a mission that she knew might lead to her demise. After three (Earth) days in this dangerous place, it was time for her alter ego "Von Alphonse" to make a final bow.

As she bravely faced the prospect of death, Zhao Zhenzhen was unexpectedly halted by a call.

Three gaunt young men, dressed in tattered clothes, peeked out stealthily from a dilapidated hay barn. They waved frantically at her, uttering incoherent noises, seemingly urging her to come over.

Had it been a player in this scenario, such an encounter might be greeted with excitement as a potential hidden quest, but that definitely wouldn't be so for Zhao Zhenzhen.

She could tell at a glance that these young men were denizens of the impoverished slum, probably trying to warn her of an ambush.

Indifferent to the threat of an ambush, Zhao Zhenzhen simply made a shushing gesture at the trio and continued forward.

The three young men in the barn, now frantic, gestured more desperately but could only watch helplessly as the burly cloaked man strode toward danger…

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