Time passed.
The people at the cemetery gradually dispersed.
Yet, Virtual Chen Yu still floated in place, unwaveringly observing the strange occurrences around the coffin.
Only when the barely perceptible "black light" slowly dissipated with the crowd did he float into the coffin to inspect the director's corpse.
"..."
'What is this.'
In his state of nothingness, he possessed a vision beyond optical sight and instantly noticed the billiard-ball-sized sphere in the corpse's embrace.
Entirely black.
It was somewhat similar to a "soul bead."
Yet it lacked the lifelike vortex inside the soul bead.
It appeared to be...
"A Master Ball?"
Chen Yu's face was filled with question marks.
"Squeak—"
At that moment, a bright light suddenly shone above him.
He looked up to see two men in white lab coats vigorously prying open the coffin lid.
"Clang!"
The lid hit the ground.
