As he jumped up, Old Eggplant seemed to catch a black shadow slipping into the wardrobe, and the noises from under the bed abruptly ceased.
His muscles ached all over, as though he had just swum dozens of laps in a pool, and he could lie down and fall asleep the moment he relaxed.
In the dim room, however, Old Eggplant felt a sense of serene tranquility.
Because a line of text appeared in his field of vision.
[Task Failed].
Old Eggplant knew that the appearance of this line of text meant not only that he had failed the mission this time but also that he would be temporarily free from threats.
After all, theoretically, he had already faced game over; he was already dead, and dead people aren't attacked.
With this thought, Old Eggplant instantly relaxed.
He lay there for a while, waiting until his body had rested enough and was no longer tense before he jumped out of bed.
"How do I start over, can I only exit and re-enter?"