Chapter 248 Better Than Nothing

LightS's response represented the sentiment of the majority of the team members. Although no one

had ever seen a malevolent spirit, they'd all grown up hearing stories about them, leading to a

mindset of 'better safe than sorry.' And indeed, smearing some ash on their faces wouldn’t really

hurt anything.

With most of the team members choosing to believe Daniel, those who were initially undecided also

accepted Daniel’s offer for help. Eventually, only Shitstrong remained consistent with his original

attitude, being the sole person who didn't accept Daniel's assistance.

"Shitstrong, are you sure you don’t want this?" Daniel offered one last reminder.

"No!" Shitstrong’s reply remained decisive.

"Since Shitstrong doesn’t believe my words, there’s nothing more I can say. My advice is, to avoid

getting scared to the point of wetting yourself later on when we enter this building, you might want to

prepare a diaper or something like that."

Daniel's comment infuriated Shitstrong to the point of stomping his foot. "Scum, are you insulting

me?"

“Let’s go! Let’s find Mia inside the building. She won’t run away because she is ready; she wants to

kill us all and use our bodies to nourish malevolent spirits."

With a wave of his hand, Daniel led the group into the building.

Creak...

Daniel pushed open the half-hanging, paint-peeled, and extremely worn wooden door, stepping

inside first. The others followed, but as they did, a strange gust of wind caused the barely hanging

door to sway back and forth.

Creak... creak...

The sound seemed like whispers from malevolent spirits. Oddly enough, there were no windows in

the room, nor was there any wind outside. Yet, there was wind inside the building.

All the team members were spooked. Ava, looking frightened, asked Daniel, "Where's the wind

coming from?"

"Because of the spirits running around inside! The energy from their incorporeal forms brings the

wind."

"And the door? It’s been creaking back and forth; surely it’s not the spirits shaking it, is it?" Ava

asked.

She was a clever girl. The wind in the room was blowing in one direction, so if it were truly the wind

causing the door to sway, the door should only tilt in one direction. However, as it was creaking back

and forth, something else must be shaking it.

"You do have smarts, Sarge. You guessed right," Daniel complimented her.

"Heh." Shitstrong scoffed, trying to explain away the phenomenon. "What malevolent spirits? It's just

the wind. Maybe this room is architecturally unique, causing the airflow to seem chaotic. If the wind

is blowing back and forth, it would make the door sway in that creaking manner."

To prove his point and dispel any notion of malevolent spirits, Shitstrong put on a brave face and

declared, "Scum, didn’t you say spirits are shaking this door? I'll go check it out now; I want to see if

it's really a spirit rocking the door."

With that, Shitstrong walked towards the door.

"Shitstrong, you've got nothing on your face! I mean, you have no protection on you at all. If you go

over there and a spirit attaches to you, you’ll regret it. Although the spirit shaking the door isn’t

particularly powerful and can’t kill you, a spirit is a spirit, and if it can’t kill you, it will still likely give

you a rough time."