My Iyashikei Game Chapter 400: Ancestral Hall Street

Butterfly’s dresser was a very unique cursed object, it was one with the Butterfly. It carved all of Butterfly’s nightmares in itself and inherited Butterfly’s pain. It was Butterfly’s only home and its prison. Because of that, Dresser 4444 obtained the power to connect nightmares and the cryptic world after Butterfly fell into the cryptic world.

But now that Butterfly had perished and its dresser collapsed, the main channel had been ruined. The other dressers started to transform, no one could tell what changes they would bring. Han Fei and the other tenants at Ziggurat already predicted that someone might enter the cryptic world through the dresser but none of them expected the ‘lucky’ winner would arrive so soon.

“This works too, we’ll make use of this opportunity to study him, to see what is so special about him, in preparation for the future.” Han Fei and Butterfly were two different people. If Butterfly discovered someone accidentally entered its dresser, it would determine the guest’s quality and slowly torment them with nightmares before consuming them; Han Fei was different, he wanted to find the law within this appearance and then helped the person.

The air in Room 4044 froze. Anyone would be shaking in their pants being targeted by so many ghosts. To ease the tension, Han Fei decided to send the Ziggurat tenants out first. He didn’t know the lucky winner, there was no reason for him to scare the person to death at first meeting. There was a procedure to everything, at least Han Fei needed to get to know the person first before deciding to kill or not.

Han Fei sent a message in the chat group, requesting the ghosts to make some noise outside the house. When the dirge rang out, Han Fei signaled for the other tenants to leave.

The tenants who were staring at the dresser suddenly turned around and walked out from the room as if attracted by something. Han Fei mixed among them and walked out too. “After I find out what’s really going on with that person, we’ll depart for Ancestral Hall Street.”

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