The host of the memorial service was the oldest prison guard in Oasis City, who had witnessed the city's changes.

Although the old prison guard tried to use a teasing eulogy to keep the atmosphere of the memorial service from being too heavy, the jokes about his poor card skills only made them miss him more.

"I shouldn't have stopped him from playing cards."

Sariman's wife, sitting in the front row, was in tears. She was a woman with a sun-kissed complexion, healthy and strong.

His friends also regretted deeply.

"We shouldn't have won so much money from him."

"And called him a big fat sheep behind his back."

"If only we could have one more game of bridge with him... this time, we would definitely let him win!"

...

He couldn't get in, simply couldn't get in!

Hiding in the hallway of the Security Office, Sariman was sweating profusely.

It was his first time attending his own memorial service, unsure how to act naturally.

Yesterday, during the last "sacrifice," he thought he was surely dead, his consciousness indeed went blank for a long time. But when he woke up again, he found himself in front of a Lower City hotel, where he even saw the remains of the previous monster.

Inside the room was a woman with seven eyes, a girl with twin ponytails, and a plump big bird.

According to them, this monster appeared out of nowhere and tried to attack them, and they were simply in self-defense.

The identities of these three were absolutely extraordinary.

Sariman knew he should return to the Upper City prison immediately to inform Lady Mary of his discovery. However, as he was about to turn and leave, the girl with the twin ponytails made a devil's invitation to him.

An irresistible, tempting lure.

"So boring, we're missing the fourth for bridge, do you play?"

Sariman had to stress, it was his body that disobeyed his will and responded on its own.

"Ha! No one in this city dares to say they play bridge better than I do!"

He had intended to refuse, but clearly, his mouth betrayed him too. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Even worse, when Sariman came to his senses, it was daylight outside the hotel, and the reason for leaving the card game was simple — he lost all his chips again. Luckily, it was just a game, not involving real possessions, and the two people and one bird in the room seemed more bored than lacking money.

And as Sariman dragged his exhausted body back to the Security Office, the scene before him was what he saw now.

He couldn't let this memorial service continue, so he braced himself and pushed open the door.

The first to notice him was the old prison guard, who was reciting a deeply moving eulogy:

"I met Sariman over ten years ago, at the time he was a young man full of zeal, just transferred here to work. He...he came back from the dead!"

Sariman's entrance shocked the old man greatly, causing him to fall straight onto the ground.

Calm down, Sariman, calm down!

Sariman told himself that perhaps a joke at this point might alleviate everyone's embarrassment.

He looked at his wife — the person he loved most in this world.

She was also looking at him, incredulously.

Sariman put on what he believed to be a witty and humorous smile and joked, "Honey, you must keep your promise, and don't stop me from playing cards in the future..."

"Playing cards, always playing cards! That's all you *** know how to do!"

However, his wife's response surprised Sariman. Her strong body leaped up from the front row, and with tears in her eyes, she rushed over, fists swinging. "Did you run off to play cards!"

...

Hero Sariman was chased out of the Security Office by his wife, leaving people looking at each other in dismay.

This was an ending that no one had anticipated.

The air of awkwardness continued to spread.

Until Mary, at Ethan's subtle signal, stepped onto the stage.

"Since everyone is gathered here today, please lend me your ear."

She straightened her expression, "Surely everyone knows about the incident in the prison last night. To prevent the same tragedy from happening again, I have decided to form a temporary task force to combat these individuals — the Anomalous Scene Control Action Group!"