“Boss,” Big Zhuang immediately stopped panicking after realizing that he was hugging a big thigh, “You just warned me not to look back, but I did. That damn ghost imitated Red’s voice, tricked me. A cunning ghost like this must be subdued, right?! So, when do you plan to make a move?”
Bai Lixin looked at Big Zhuang meaningfully, and casually tossed out a few words, “Can’t win.”
It’s possible they really couldn’t win.
Starting from the fourth floor, he noticed the hemp rope following them.
At first, it kept a moderate distance, but as they advanced, the rope closed in.
To be precise, it got closer to Big Zhuang.
The rope’s target was Big Zhuang.
Just when he turned around earlier, he found the rope pressed against Big Zhuang’s back, even descending from the high ceiling, just a few millimeters away from the back of Big Zhuang’s head.
It was as if it had loosened the loop, waiting for Big Zhuang to dive in.
As long as Big Zhuang turned his head, the noose would instantly tighten around his neck.
When Big Zhuang was lured and deceived by the “Red’s” voice, he took out the scythe to rescue him. However, despite several attempts, the scythe couldn’t cut the rope. It took all his strength to finally split the rope in two.
The rope wasn’t the real culprit; it was the mastermind behind it.
It wasn’t that the mastermind was too powerful, but his current strength was restricted.
This sandwiched world was not good.
S419M’s voice echoed in his mind: [Lord Host, your current strength is only one-thousandth of what it is in the horror game. I’ve been analyzing the data in this space since we entered and have preliminary results.]
Bai Lixin: [Tell me.]
S419M: [If my calculations are correct, this space is a distorted space generated when the horror game continuously connects to the horror copies.]
[The horror game lobby forcefully connects many planes around it, causing information diffusion and spatial fluctuations in the surrounding connecting signals.]
[This space appeared under these circumstances.]
[It’s like a miniature horror game. If the horror game is a towering tree, this is an inconspicuous blade of grass beside it.]
[The blade of grass isn’t as tall or robust as the tree. It’s because of its insignificance that it hasn’t been noticed by the horror game and survived. If forces from the outside are too powerful, it could cause the collapse of this world, which maybe the reason for your sudden loss of power. When you were pulled from the game lobby, this world somehow employed certain rules, compressing your power to ensure it didn’t threaten the stability of this world.]
[Of course, there may be another reason. That is to facilitate controlling this game, as too much power could derail it.]
Bai Lixin silently surveyed the surroundings, [No wonder I’ve felt off since coming to this world.]
S419M: [I just locked onto Zhou Guang and Li Cangshan; you three have been scattered and now face the challenges of the game.]
[There’s also one more thing.]
Bai Lixin: [What is it?]
S419M: [I still don’t know what this little black furry monster wants to do.]
Bai Lixin: [I understand, thank you. Keep an eye on Zhou Guang and Li Cangshan for me.]
S419M: [Yes, Lord Host.]
Bai Lixin looked up at the ceiling.
Although the scythe didn’t completely destroy the “rope,” it likely deterred it for a short time. It retreated into the darkness and hadn’t reappeared.
Bai Lixin looked at Big Zhuang, “Can you still move?”
In Big Zhuang’s eyes, Bai Lixin seemed to be coated in gold. As soon as Bai Lixin opened his mouth, he immediately replied respectfully: “I can move!”
Bai Lixin put away the scythe, “Let’s continue.”
Big Zhuang: “Okay.”
~
The eighth floor, rooftop.
The moment they reached the eighth floor, a chill swept into their sleeves and clothes.
The eighth floor wasn’t completely enclosed.
Due to the continuous haunting and deaths in this building, even if the developers wanted to cap it, the construction team responsible refused. After all, money can be earned again, but life is precious.
After the workers went on strike, the building remained in this half-finished state, a bizarre mix of sealed and exposed.
Red bricks protruded from cement gaps, and steel bars crisscrossed, forming a hollow metal grid.
Bai Lixin looked into the distance against the wind, and finally got a rough view of the city in the dark night.
Pale moonlight hung overhead, and drifting clouds floated in the sky, partially obscuring the crescent moon behind white clouds.
Below was a dormant city. It didn’t have many tall buildings, resembling architectural styles from the 1920s.
The pace of this city didn’t seem particularly fast. It was now past three in the morning. Aside from neon lights flickering on some buildings, there weren’t many people on the streets.
After retracting his gaze from the scenery below, Bai Lixin focused on the building on this floor.
The flashlight shone in the corner, and he vaguely saw a conspicuous figure.
It seemed to be a pair of shoes and a pair of pants, they looked somewhat familiar. If he remembered correctly, they should belong Mr. Mouse.
When he noticed the figure, Big Zhuang also saw it.
“Mouse, it’s Mouse!” he shouted anxiously, but didn’t dare to move toward that direction, only looking at Bai Lixin with pleading eyes.
He was afraid, Bai Lixin knew.
Without saying much, Bai Lixin walked toward the figure.
Big Zhuang cautiously followed behind Bai Lixin, his eyes filled with a mix of complexity, panic, and fear.
As they advanced, the full appearance of that figure quickly revealed itself.
It was Mr. Mouse and Red Hair.
They were thrown in a corner, with Red Hair closer to the inner side and Mr. Mouse on the outer side.
Both were lying on the ground with closed eyes, their state uncertain.
Big Zhuang bravely approached, reaching his hand to their noses for a test. After confirming they were still alive, he let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.
The little monster that had been observing Bai Lixin’s game progress spoke unhappily, “Congratulations, lucky player. You’ve successfully found your missing companions on the eighth floor.”
“Hehehe, the first game has come to an end. The barrier opens, and players can now leave the building normally. As for the next game, I’ll appear at the beginning of the next game~”
The furry monster’s body began to slowly disappear and became transparent. “Well then, goodbye, lucky one.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The phrase “lucky one” sounded somewhat harsh.
At the same time the furry monster disappeared, Red Hair and Mr. Mouse, who had been unconscious, also woke up.
They slowly opened their eyes, looking around in confusion.
Then, as if realizing something at the same time, both of them let out a miserable scream, “Ahhh!!! Ghosts!!! There are ghosts!!!”
Big Zhuang felt very guilty. If it weren’t for him trying to show off, they wouldn’t have encountered these things today.
Seeing his friends frightened like this, he quickly comforted them while silently making a resolve in his heart. After the lesson from this incident, he will never engage in such reckless supernatural adventure activities after eating his fill.
The lingering feeling of suffocation from his neck being bound still remained in his body. It was already difficult for them to recover their lives today. He couldn’t afford to be so reckless again.
This place was so eerie that after Mr. Mouse and Red Hair calmed down, they didn’t dare to linger for long. They quickly fled from this terrifying abandoned building.
When they walked out of the building, Bai Lixin stopped and turned to look at the structure once more.
It wasn’t until Big Zhuang started the car and called for him that Bai Lixin withdrew his gaze and entered the vehicle.
Once in the car, Big Zhuang immediately checked his phone. The live broadcast had returned to normal. The livestream hadn’t been interrupted, but the viewer count had changed from “-500” to “689.”
Questions floated in the barrage.
[What’s going on? It was just a black screen.]
[Exactly, wasn’t the host still plathe game just now? How come they’re suddenly in the car?]
[Didn’t the ghost take Mr. Mouse away? Why is Mr. Mouse back? Oh, there must be a script. They all come out after work hours.]
[What a waste of time. I thought we were really going to witness the birth of ghosts. Doesn’t this reveal the truth?]
[What are you thinking? There were no ghosts to begin with. How could there be ghosts in this world?]
If it were in the past, Big Zhuang would have started arguing after seeing these doubters in the barrage.
But today, he found it strangely comforting. After experiencing the barrage from ghosts, he felt happy seeing human comments even if they were scolding him!
‘Wuuuuu, dear heavens, I finally left this haunted place.
I really envy you whose eyes haven’t seen ghosts yet.
If one day you really see them, you won’t be making these comments here.
What a group of fortunate viewers.’
Big Zhuang quickly ended the live broadcast, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
‘This haunted place, goodbye! I won’t come back again!’
S419M: [Lord Host, what were you looking back at?]
When the car started, Bai Lixin looked through the window at the gradually disappearing unfinished building and said slowly, [I feel like things haven’t ended yet. I might come back to this place.]
S419M: […]
‘No, please! I’m scared!’
“Boss,” Big Zhuang immediately stopped panicking after realizing that he was hugging a big thigh, “You just warned me not to look back, but I did. That damn ghost imitated Red’s voice, tricked me. A cunning ghost like this must be subdued, right?! So, when do you plan to make a move?”
Bai Lixin looked at Big Zhuang meaningfully, and casually tossed out a few words, “Can’t win.”
It’s possible they really couldn’t win.
Starting from the fourth floor, he noticed the hemp rope following them.
At first, it kept a moderate distance, but as they advanced, the rope closed in.
To be precise, it got closer to Big Zhuang.
The rope’s target was Big Zhuang.
Just when he turned around earlier, he found the rope pressed against Big Zhuang’s back, even descending from the high ceiling, just a few millimeters away from the back of Big Zhuang’s head.
It was as if it had loosened the loop, waiting for Big Zhuang to dive in.
As long as Big Zhuang turned his head, the noose would instantly tighten around his neck.
When Big Zhuang was lured and deceived by the “Red’s” voice, he took out the scythe to rescue him. However, despite several attempts, the scythe couldn’t cut the rope. It took all his strength to finally split the rope in two.
The rope wasn’t the real culprit; it was the mastermind behind it.
It wasn’t that the mastermind was too powerful, but his current strength was restricted.
This sandwiched world was not good.
S419M’s voice echoed in his mind: [Lord Host, your current strength is only one-thousandth of what it is in the horror game. I’ve been analyzing the data in this space since we entered and have preliminary results.]
Bai Lixin: [Tell me.]
S419M: [If my calculations are correct, this space is a distorted space generated when the horror game continuously connects to the horror copies.]
[The horror game lobby forcefully connects many planes around it, causing information diffusion and spatial fluctuations in the surrounding connecting signals.]
[This space appeared under these circumstances.]
[It’s like a miniature horror game. If the horror game is a towering tree, this is an inconspicuous blade of grass beside it.]
[The blade of grass isn’t as tall or robust as the tree. It’s because of its insignificance that it hasn’t been noticed by the horror game and survived. If forces from the outside are too powerful, it could cause the collapse of this world, which maybe the reason for your sudden loss of power. When you were pulled from the game lobby, this world somehow employed certain rules, compressing your power to ensure it didn’t threaten the stability of this world.]
[Of course, there may be another reason. That is to facilitate controlling this game, as too much power could derail it.]
Bai Lixin silently surveyed the surroundings, [No wonder I’ve felt off since coming to this world.]
S419M: [I just locked onto Zhou Guang and Li Cangshan; you three have been scattered and now face the challenges of the game.]
[There’s also one more thing.]
Bai Lixin: [What is it?]
S419M: [I still don’t know what this little black furry monster wants to do.]
Bai Lixin: [I understand, thank you. Keep an eye on Zhou Guang and Li Cangshan for me.]
S419M: [Yes, Lord Host.]
Bai Lixin looked up at the ceiling.
Although the scythe didn’t completely destroy the “rope,” it likely deterred it for a short time. It retreated into the darkness and hadn’t reappeared.
Bai Lixin looked at Big Zhuang, “Can you still move?”
In Big Zhuang’s eyes, Bai Lixin seemed to be coated in gold. As soon as Bai Lixin opened his mouth, he immediately replied respectfully: “I can move!”
Bai Lixin put away the scythe, “Let’s continue.”
Big Zhuang: “Okay.”
~
The eighth floor, rooftop.
The moment they reached the eighth floor, a chill swept into their sleeves and clothes.
The eighth floor wasn’t completely enclosed.
Due to the continuous haunting and deaths in this building, even if the developers wanted to cap it, the construction team responsible refused. After all, money can be earned again, but life is precious.
After the workers went on strike, the building remained in this half-finished state, a bizarre mix of sealed and exposed.
Red bricks protruded from cement gaps, and steel bars crisscrossed, forming a hollow metal grid.
Bai Lixin looked into the distance against the wind, and finally got a rough view of the city in the dark night.
Pale moonlight hung overhead, and drifting clouds floated in the sky, partially obscuring the crescent moon behind white clouds.
Below was a dormant city. It didn’t have many tall buildings, resembling architectural styles from the 1920s.
The pace of this city didn’t seem particularly fast. It was now past three in the morning. Aside from neon lights flickering on some buildings, there weren’t many people on the streets.
After retracting his gaze from the scenery below, Bai Lixin focused on the building on this floor.
The flashlight shone in the corner, and he vaguely saw a conspicuous figure.
It seemed to be a pair of shoes and a pair of pants, they looked somewhat familiar. If he remembered correctly, they should belong Mr. Mouse.
When he noticed the figure, Big Zhuang also saw it.
“Mouse, it’s Mouse!” he shouted anxiously, but didn’t dare to move toward that direction, only looking at Bai Lixin with pleading eyes.
He was afraid, Bai Lixin knew.
Without saying much, Bai Lixin walked toward the figure.
Big Zhuang cautiously followed behind Bai Lixin, his eyes filled with a mix of complexity, panic, and fear.
As they advanced, the full appearance of that figure quickly revealed itself.
It was Mr. Mouse and Red Hair.
They were thrown in a corner, with Red Hair closer to the inner side and Mr. Mouse on the outer side.
Both were lying on the ground with closed eyes, their state uncertain.
Big Zhuang bravely approached, reaching his hand to their noses for a test. After confirming they were still alive, he let out a long sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.
The little monster that had been observing Bai Lixin’s game progress spoke unhappily, “Congratulations, lucky player. You’ve successfully found your missing companions on the eighth floor.”
“Hehehe, the first game has come to an end. The barrier opens, and players can now leave the building normally. As for the next game, I’ll appear at the beginning of the next game~”
The furry monster’s body began to slowly disappear and became transparent. “Well then, goodbye, lucky one.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The phrase “lucky one” sounded somewhat harsh.
At the same time the furry monster disappeared, Red Hair and Mr. Mouse, who had been unconscious, also woke up.
They slowly opened their eyes, looking around in confusion.
Then, as if realizing something at the same time, both of them let out a miserable scream, “Ahhh!!! Ghosts!!! There are ghosts!!!”
Big Zhuang felt very guilty. If it weren’t for him trying to show off, they wouldn’t have encountered these things today.
Seeing his friends frightened like this, he quickly comforted them while silently making a resolve in his heart. After the lesson from this incident, he will never engage in such reckless supernatural adventure activities after eating his fill.
The lingering feeling of suffocation from his neck being bound still remained in his body. It was already difficult for them to recover their lives today. He couldn’t afford to be so reckless again.
This place was so eerie that after Mr. Mouse and Red Hair calmed down, they didn’t dare to linger for long. They quickly fled from this terrifying abandoned building.
When they walked out of the building, Bai Lixin stopped and turned to look at the structure once more.
It wasn’t until Big Zhuang started the car and called for him that Bai Lixin withdrew his gaze and entered the vehicle.
Once in the car, Big Zhuang immediately checked his phone. The live broadcast had returned to normal. The livestream hadn’t been interrupted, but the viewer count had changed from “-500” to “689.”
Questions floated in the barrage.
[What’s going on? It was just a black screen.]
[Exactly, wasn’t the host still plathe game just now? How come they’re suddenly in the car?]
[Didn’t the ghost take Mr. Mouse away? Why is Mr. Mouse back? Oh, there must be a script. They all come out after work hours.]
[What a waste of time. I thought we were really going to witness the birth of ghosts. Doesn’t this reveal the truth?]
[What are you thinking? There were no ghosts to begin with. How could there be ghosts in this world?]
If it were in the past, Big Zhuang would have started arguing after seeing these doubters in the barrage.
But today, he found it strangely comforting. After experiencing the barrage from ghosts, he felt happy seeing human comments even if they were scolding him!
‘Wuuuuu, dear heavens, I finally left this haunted place.
I really envy you whose eyes haven’t seen ghosts yet.
If one day you really see them, you won’t be making these comments here.
What a group of fortunate viewers.’
Big Zhuang quickly ended the live broadcast, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away.
‘This haunted place, goodbye! I won’t come back again!’
S419M: [Lord Host, what were you looking back at?]
When the car started, Bai Lixin looked through the window at the gradually disappearing unfinished building and said slowly, [I feel like things haven’t ended yet. I might come back to this place.]
S419M: […]
‘No, please! I’m scared!’
