“So there exists a mysterious force in this world, one that specifically selects those who are unwilling to accept their fate and refuse to give up, and makes deals with them.”

“People with late-stage lung cancer and full-time housewives both fall into this category. One wants to live, to break through the limits of medicine; the other wants to have a child, to make up for past mistakes.”

“The content of the deal is unknown—nothing can be found about it. During the process, the person disappears for a period of time, and the result of the deal is just as you’ve seen—”

Ethan Clark said calmly, “The losers take their final bow in death, while the winners get what they wish for.”

Henry Foster was shaken to his core. What Ethan Clark said completely overturned his worldview. It took him a long time to find his voice again: “S-so the way you said you could separate yourself from Logan Clark…”

The answer was obvious, but Henry Foster couldn’t bring himself to say it.

Ethan Clark looked at him deeply, then smiled and spoke the answer in his heart: “‘It’ will definitely come for me.”

Henry Foster was instantly dumbfounded.

Of course, Ethan Clark also had wishes he couldn’t fulfill, things he was unwilling to let go of.

Otherwise, why investigate these things at all?

Ethan Clark took a glasses cloth from his shirt pocket, removed his glasses and wiped them, then smiled helplessly and sighed, “I really have been waiting for a long time.”

Henry Foster thought to himself, what a madman. The things others avoid at all costs, Ethan Clark actually longs for day and night.

Ethan Clark said, “After saying all this, if one day I suddenly disappear, I’d like to ask you to help me take care of some trivial matters.”

Henry Foster agreed with mixed feelings. It took him quite a while to process what Ethan Clark had said.

Looking at the calm and unruffled Ethan Clark, he suddenly had a strong premonition that Ethan Clark would disappear soon.

Well, he’s getting what he wants.

Thinking this, Henry Foster actually felt a bit relieved, and finally asked a question he’d wanted to ask for the past two years but never had the nerve: “Um, what exactly is the relationship between you and Logan Clark…?”

He always felt there was something fishy between the two. Every time he saw Logan Clark, this feeling only grew stronger.

Logan Clark was clearly cool and aloof, but whenever the topic turned to Ethan Clark, he… seemed like a different person, exuding a vibe that Henry Foster, as an older person, couldn’t quite place.

Ethan Clark paused, as if searching for the right words. After a long moment, he looked up and smiled a little oddly: “…Roommates.”

Henry Foster was stunned for a second, then burst out laughing: “You’re right, it is a ‘roommate relationship.’”

Living in the same body—what else could that be but a special kind of roommate relationship?

……

That night, before going to bed, as usual, Ethan Clark was checking his phone messages when he noticed a new app downloading in the background.

The app was called “Horror Movie Actor.”

Junk app?

Ethan Clark frowned, tapped pause and tried to delete it, but nothing happened.

By then, the app had finished installing and was auto-launching. The next second, the phone screen turned blood red, and a line of black text pulsed in the center, like a devil’s temptation.

[Ethan Clark, do you have any wishes you want to fulfill? Please select one or more below.]

Ethan Clark’s hand trembled violently when he saw the words “wish.”

Could it be… “It”?

Several options popped up on the screen, the first being—

[Let Logan Clark obtain a body]

Ethan Clark’s pupils contracted slightly.

For certain reasons, Ethan Clark had never exposed Logan Clark’s existence to the public, yet this app not only knew about Logan Clark, but also knew his wish.

So, it really had come for him?

Ethan Clark curled his lips slightly.

He immediately looked down.

Option two—

[As Pet1.0, kill the owner who bought you]

Ethan Clark stared at the second option for a long time, as if it had dredged up some unpleasant memories. His expression gradually turned cold.

Pet1.0, what a distant name. How long had it been since anyone called him that?

Even such distant and dark desires could be dug up—this app seemed truly omnipotent.

Another line of black text appeared—

[Your desires are very pure, so there are only these two options.]

Ethan Clark didn’t hesitate much and checked the first option.

[Evaluating wish value, please wait.]

[Wish “Let Logan Clark obtain a body” is priced at 10,000 points. Confirm?]

Ethan Clark had no concept of what 10,000 points meant and simply tapped [Confirm].

[Actor Ethan Clark’s wish has been submitted. Registration successful. Please wait while our Death Designer creates your death scenario in case of a failed transaction.]

Death Designer?

So all those “accidental deaths” in the real world before—were they his designs?

Ethan Clark raised his eyebrows with interest.

While waiting, he lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall, smoking idly.

A few minutes later, a picture appeared on Ethan Clark’s phone screen.

At the bottom of the picture, Ethan Clark lay in a pool of blood, blood constantly oozing from the back of his head.

At the top, a truck was roaring past—presumably the one that caused the accident. Its dark green body was splattered with blood, the red and green a jarring contrast, extremely oppressive.

The picture was in perspective. On the truck driver’s back crouched a shadowy figure, which, judging by the image’s intent, was probably a ghost.

If you looked closely, you could see an empty wine bottle lying on the passenger seat.