Although the apartment building isn't particularly tall, only about eight floors, it's not as high as those with dozens of floors. But she happens to live on the eighth floor, and without an elevator, she'd be exhausted after work every day, having to climb so many flights of stairs...

Annoyed, she poked into the owner's chat group of the community while climbing the stairs, furiously typing on her phone, expressing her doubts and demands.

The reason she rented in this neighborhood was because the rent was relatively cheap. Although it's the eighth floor, it has an elevator, so it's not much of a flaw... After all, as a woman fighting alone in a big city, saving wherever possible is understandable.

But now, even the elevator is gone. She's been climbing stairs for two days and is utterly exhausted. Naturally, she is even more annoyed by the property management's delaying tactics, with the problem still unresolved.

Typing on her phone while climbing the stairs, deleting and revising her message, she didn't realize how many floors she'd climbed. Maybe three or four? The woman stopped to catch her breath, pinching her brow, hesitating whether to send the message.

At this moment, she turned her head to look out the nearby window, as if something flickered by. But upon closer inspection, all she could see was the gray sky.

——Bang.

Immediately after, perhaps a second, or even less than a second, she couldn't be certain, just in that moment of focusing her attention, she heard a heavy thud from below.

Slightly startled, her first thought was "things falling from high buildings" or "littering", which made her a bit angry. She cautiously approached the stairway window, carefully peeking upwards but saw no one disrespectful. Turning her head, she looked downward instead.

"...!!"

In an instant, her pupils contracted sharply.

She finally realized what that thing had been — someone had jumped off the building to commit suicide! It had even passed right by her window, falling straight down!

In a daze, the woman backed away several steps, distancing herself from the window, standing in place shaking uncontrollably, taking deep breaths for several minutes, until she barely managed to calm herself. She turned her head, aimlessly pacing in the hallway for a while, before remembering what she should do.

She turned and ran downstairs, intending to call for help.

Her mind blank, hands and feet icy cold, encountering such an incident so early in the morning truly was terrifying enough...

...

...

Originally wanting to show off coolly but failing miserably and falling from the building, just how should one alleviate such embarrassment?

Although no one saw, Gu Mo still felt extremely embarrassed. So after getting up, seeing the quiet surroundings, he nonchalantly dusted his hands and turned to walk towards the community gate, planning to grab breakfast... Moving so naturally, as if he had intended all along to get downstairs swiftly.

Brushing nonexistent dust off his clothes, he sighed deeply; seemingly no one had witnessed that, and there weren't any cameras around here, which was why he had planned to fly out from here.

Unfortunately, he couldn't manage to look cool...

The skills could function normally, but he lacked a flying sword... The skill details didn't mention this. He had almost instinctively prepared to take off, only to realize he missed a crucial component, resulting in a failed attempt.

"A blunder, a blunder... forgot about this detail."

Gu Mo, somewhat annoyed, found no related details in the Skill Badge, and his understanding wasn't very clear either. Or perhaps, the information he had mastered, whether from games or TV dramas, seemed to gloss over this aspect without much emphasis.

So he instinctively thought it was similar to many cultivation settings he had encountered, but the outcome was very classic in the style of traditional xianxia, requiring one to have their own "flying sword" first.

He wasn't sure if the Profound Iron Heavy Sword could be used, but its weight was too heavy, and it didn't look light, elegant, and ethereal, so Gu Mo wasn't too keen on using it.

The style he wanted was that of a graceful, white-clothed traveler among the clouds, not a muscular giant descending from the skies.

Musing away, he wandered outside for a bit, ate something to fill his stomach, then headed back into the community. By then, the sun was starting to show, and the sleeping city was coming back to life in the morning, seemingly waking up.

With a long-missed bottle of happy-go-lucky cola drink in hand, Gu Mo leisurely strolled back, hearing a clamor just as he arrived at the community gate.

Slightly curious, he looked in the direction of the noise, seeing several people in pajamas and jackets, not like they were out for morning exercise but gathered in a circle in the area behind the apartment building, loudly discussing, making the scene bustling and noisy.

A bit guilty, Gu Mo hesitated; after all, he had fallen there just now... After a slight pause, he slowly approached, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Impossible... impossible... I-I clearly saw it..."

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