A piercing alarm shrieked inside Qin Zhizhi's mind, sharp and urgent like a death knell. Her face grew increasingly pale as she tightly gripped Yin Sichen's arm, her fingertips turning white. The System alarm sounded again, still offering no clear instructions, leaving only a continuously climbing danger level like a sword suspended above her head, ready to fall at any moment.
"What on earth is it? System, give me a clear explanation!" Qin Zhizhi cried out anxiously in her heart, only to receive the System's cold, mechanical prompt stating that the danger level had reached its maximum.
All around them, the bustling crowd went about their day, hawkers' cries and laughter weaving together to form a sharp contrast with the churning anxiety in Qin Zhizhi's heart. She forced herself to calm down and, following the System's prompts, carefully observed her surroundings in an attempt to pinpoint the source of the danger.
Chapter 143