On the streets, in many places, surveillance equipment was installed atop the streetlights—troublesome to deal with. Even some of the alleyways had cameras.
We wandered the streets, aimless. Though we could float using ghost energy, we couldn’t pass through walls. Everything here radiated Yin energy, making it impossible to draw too much attention. Our top priority now was to get some money.
"How about robbing a bank?"
Ray Lin chuckled and muttered. I saw the Emperor Bank across from us, a bit surprised. Robbing a bank wouldn’t be difficult, but if we caused a commotion and those people Xu Fu warned about caught wind of our movements, things would get very complicated.
Many things we’d relied on before were useless in this world. I hadn’t even seen any towering trees or treehouses. This world was simply too vast. Word was, no one had ever traversed it all—hence the name Endless City. The territories of the three rulers were interconnected, divided only by streets of three different colors, marking the boundaries of their domains.
We entered a district full of standalone houses, but were quickly questioned by what seemed to be security guards. The homes here were modern, each with its own yard and swimming pool.
"Let’s wait until nightfall. It’s already past six."
Ray Lin said, and we began wandering around the neighborhood, feeling a bit conflicted inside.
Eventually, as darkness fell, we zeroed in on a household that looked wealthy. The interior decorations were lavish, and several expensive-looking cars were parked in the yard.
"Who’s going in?"
Deathcurse pressed both hands to the ground, planning to sabotage the local wiring and kill the surveillance. But deciding who’d go in for the heist was still up in the air.
"I’ll go."
Kane said, and I followed. Deathcurse kept his hands pressed to the ground. By now, night had fully fallen—it was past nine.
"Heh, this place is weird—really weird. As ghosts, we can use our powers. This whole world is built from Yin energy, almost like the Underworld, except everything has a physical form. That’s the only difference."
Deathcurse had barely finished when, in an instant, all the lights around us went out. The houses lost power. Kane and I slipped easily into the yard. I cloaked my face completely with Deathbane Aura. As soon as Kane entered, he popped open the yard gate. Inside, a flashlight beam flickered.
We’d picked this house because there was only one person inside—a man in his forties.
"Who are you?"
"Robbery."
The man before us looked frail, staring at us in terror. But almost immediately, he reached for a gun and pointed it at us.
"You’re looking to die."
Just as the man was about to pull the trigger, I darted forward, grabbed his wrist, and clamped a hand over his mouth. With a clatter, the gun dropped to the floor.
"Don’t make a sound. We won’t hurt you. We just need some money."
We had subdued the man. He led us to a bedroom on the second floor. In the darkness, even without any light, we could see perfectly.
"Take this. You can sell it for over a million."
I stared in surprise—a jade dragon carving, vivid green and striking. I took it, then glanced around. Kane rummaged through the man’s nightstand and found a thick stack of cash. After knocking the man out, we left immediately.
"Oh, ten thousand—nice. That’ll last us a while."
Ghost Painting Book Immortal held up the stack of cash. The cost of living here wasn’t high. Our last meal at that restaurant had only cost a bit over a hundred.
"It’s beautiful, this jade carving."
Isabelle Frost said, turning the dragon-shaped jade over in her hands. The dragon was lifelike, even the clouds swirling around its body were vivid. It really could fetch a good price.
"Let’s move. We’ll deal with the goods tomorrow. Where there’s light, there’s shadow. Since there’s a complete social system here, there must be criminals looking for intel. We’ll start with these guys."
Deathcurse spoke, and we left the villa district, heading back to a bustling street at night. When we found a hotel and tried to check in, we hit a snag—we needed IDs, but didn’t have any.
Most of the streets here looked the same. We couldn’t make sense of where anything was, and the street names were so complicated we didn’t bother remembering them.
Spotting a lively seafood restaurant, we went inside, found a place to sit, and when the server came over, we started asking questions.
"By the way, we’re from out of town. Is there… you know…"
Victor Duan asked with a lewd grin. The server immediately burst out laughing.
"If you’re looking for fun, head seven or eight blocks that way. That area’s perfect. Do whatever you want—no cops will bother you."
After a quick meal, we headed north. Many streets were pitch dark, but luckily there were taxis. We caught one, and the driver warned us to be careful—the area was chaotic and the security was bad.
Sure enough, when we reached the northern district, we saw blocks of neon-lit bars and clubs. Women lined the streets, and as soon as we arrived, some heavily made-up women came over to chat.
Deathcurse threw an arm around one of them. I swallowed hard and handed two of the women a hundred bucks. Delighted, they led us to a decent four-story inn. No ID required.
We booked six rooms and only paid 120.