Rows of ice crystal characters emerged on the Book of the Dead:
"Notice:"
"You have gained the recognition and appreciation of the undead."
"Current recognition level: four stars (multi-person limit)."
"This book has resonated with the undead, and they unanimously agreed to pass on that most precious thing to you."
"You have gained 1 point of Merit."
"Additionally, their leader will soon communicate with you personally."
The next second, a faint female voice whispered in Wu Xiaode's ear:
"In the village, the house made of red bricks, behind the painting hanging in the living room, there is a small box hidden. Do not tell anyone, and only open it when you are out of options."
"This is our way of saying thanks."
"Remember: if you open it ahead of time, it will no longer work, and it might even be dangerous."
"The last thing to say is—"
"Thank you very much for helping us achieve our revenge."
"We have no regrets now."
Wu Xiaode nodded then shook his head.