When Xie He turned around, there was nothing behind him. The windows were completely sealed shut, and there was no wind.
It was as if the touch just now was an illusion.
However, Xie He could clearly feel the ghostly aura in the room intensify, the entire room becoming eerily gloomy, and the light dimming.
Bang bang bang!!
The candles in the cabinet were violently banging on the cabinet door, as if something ferocious was about to burst forth.
Following the usual approach:
Take away the offering candles, wait for the evil ghost to kill the mistress, and then return to use the candles to suppress the evil ghost.
But this step was too dangerous. What if the evil ghost was powerful enough that the players couldn't activate the offering to suppress it before it killed them?
Xie He was only going to test the waters.
Judging from the suddenly rampant ghostly aura in the room, he understood that the evil ghost's power was not to be underestimated.
Soon, he had another idea.
He placed the candles back in their original positions, and the room fell silent instantly; even the commotion in the cupboard ceased abruptly!
Xie He, holding the meal card, spoke casually, as if he were merely ordering food at a restaurant: "Little meal card, conjure up some apples, pears, and pastries. The same as those on the table."
As soon as he finished speaking, the meal card produced food as promised.
Xie He stuffed the food on the table into his pocket, then replaced the offerings on the table with the food conjured from the meal card.
The comments section was filled with confusion:
[?????????]
[Why didn't he take the candles? Why did he replace them with these? Is he trying to fool the mistress?]
[Hahaha, who knows? I'm confused too, I feel like he's courting death every day.]
[This guy doesn't play by the rules, he always keeps me in suspense, I'm used to it, looking forward to seeing him do something new, hehe.]
As the sound of a window opening came from outside, Xie He had already reconstructed the scene, pushed open the door to the mistress's room, and slipped out.
When he returned to the dormitory, the room was quiet.
Yu You was already exhausted and asleep, but Xia Gu was still awake.
Seeing Xie He return, Xia Gu quickly looked away.
Xie He glanced at Xia Gu warily. When the clue doll emitted ghostly energy that morning, many people were injured by it; even Zhang Che had several scratches on his arm.
But Xia Gu was perfectly dressed and unharmed.
Xie He keenly noticed that Xia Gu had secretly glanced into his pocket earlier; there was a doll inside…
But the doll was hidden very well… Why was Xia Gu looking at it?
Could Xia Gu be an experienced player?
Xie He casually asked a few questions, probing him, "Xia Gu. Were you a student in your original world?"
Xia Gu: "Ah..."
He paused, then said, "Original world? No, no, I never went to school, nor went to an amusement park, never..."
Xia Gu looked rather delicate and liked to keep his head down, appearing quite introverted, and spoke softly.
His timid and evasive demeanor didn't seem like that of a seasoned player.
Xie He had a suspicion in mind, and smiled insincerely, "Hmm, go to sleep."
***
On the other side. Inside the massive game lobby, rousing music resounded, the drumbeats pounding directly into the audience's ears and hearts!
A long corridor of live-streaming videos circled the lobby. These videos would continuously play the latest game footage 24/7, and the display boards would constantly show the latest progress updates and player death lists.
Hundreds, even thousands, of spectators sat in the hall, beneath a golden dome, savoring expensive red wine while intently watching the numerous game streams on the screens.
The card-drawing game world was a completely new and independent world.
Besides the viewers in the hall, thousands of residents lived here. They were accustomed to life here, except for the nobles who lived in the game hall. Even ordinary residents, whether at home, during breaks at work, or while using the toilet, would skillfully open the game stream channels to watch this thrilling game of life and death!
They were used to death and only honored the strong!
The Glory-level players would be the strongest players in their eyes, and a 10-meter-tall crystal statue would be erected in the magnificent game hall in honor of the player with the highest score!
During the live stream, someone in the game lobby suddenly pointed at a large screen, raising their voice in surprise: "Wait? That blind box game's dungeon, isn't it supposed to be a one-star level? Why is the death rate so high in the previous records???"
"Oh, haven't you seen that game? It's really weird."
Someone next to him, pouring red wine, said casually, "The early clues are easy to solve. But there's a lot of misleading information. If you're not careful, you'll get trapped, and almost no one can get out. Just wait and see."
"Have you guys heard? In that dungeon, a guy got an R card, a meal card, hahaha!"
"Wow! Really?! After all these years, has someone finally been so unlucky as to get an R card? I'm going to see how he uses the meal card to turn himself into food and offer it to the evil ghost, hahaha!"
"Wait! I'm going too!"
The sky gradually darkened.
In the live stream video of "The Evil Ghost and His Blind Box Dolls," the comments were piling up:
[Finally, it's nighttime, the evil ghost is going to draw blind boxes, yay!]
[I don't want to watch anything mundane, I just want to see them face danger, it's so exciting! /rubbing hands excitedly.jpg]
[Is today the day to pick the one who loots the corpse?]
[Bingo, I've been staking out here for ages!]
In the live stream video frame—
The players were still terrified by Zhang Che's disappearance. As midnight approached, sweat beaded on their foreheads, and their muscles tensed!
Dong! Dong! Dong!!...
The clock struck midnight precisely, the sudden sound startling everyone.
But they suddenly felt a powerful suction!
Help, help—
Before they could react, it was as if their souls were instantly ripped away, a wave of dizziness washing over them. When they opened their eyes again, the world was plunged into a deathly, despairing darkness.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock." The clock in the blind box room rang coldly.
The players trembled, suppressing the urge to scream, and reached out to touch their surroundings. Narrow and cramped, it was the familiar square corner of a blind box. They were being pulled back inside!
The ghost was about to start…opening blind boxes again!
The players trembled uncontrollably, their palms sweaty, their faces pale as they huddled in the corner of the blind box.
Xie He was also back inside the blind box.
But he was relaxed, calmly touching his pocket. The doll that looked like a little boy was still in his pocket, seemingly asleep, completely still.
???
He had initially thought that this doll, resembling a little boy, would be connected to the evil boy.
It seems it can't transform into the ghost that opens blind boxes.
Could something have gone wrong?
The mistress offered a pair of children's silver bracelets.
So, the ghost is a little boy…
There shouldn't be any mistake.
But, could the cunning mistress have deliberately misled them?
Xie He was pondering this.
The door to the room creaked open, strangely.
A breathless silence fell.
Outside the blind box, a sharp voice rang out, a sinister laugh piercing the silence: "I want the blind box I marked!"
As soon as the words left his lips, Xie He's blind box lit up on its own.
The comments section exploded with excitement:
[Hahahaha, you can't conjure up 50 pounds of food this time, can you, little brother? You dare to provoke the ghost, you dare to erase the mark!]
[Exciting! My favorite moment has finally arrived!]
[Looks like the old players are more reliable now. Trying to pull off something fancy with just a meal card? Just go die already!]
Amidst the expectant comments, the ghost's claws brutally tore open Xie He's blind box packaging.
Upon opening the box, the ghost froze: "..."
[??????]
The boy's lap held a pile of offering fruits. He sat lazily inside the box, his long, straight legs casually stretched out, his head slightly tilted back against the inner wall, his pure black pupils gazing at the demon.
He was completely relaxed and at ease, the silver studs in his ear cartilage gleaming beautifully.
"Hi." Xie He smiled at the ghost, a cloud of black mist, wiggled his fingers, and took a crisp bite of the fresh apple in his palm.
The ghost glanced at him and silently closed the box.
Author's Note:
Evil Ghost: Sorry to bother you qaq
Xie He (laughs): It's alright
Remember the offering fruits Xie He transformed away (pay attention!)? I think everyone can guess the reason; the next chapter will explain why the evil ghost didn't dare touch Xie He.
—
A very fruitful day, happy [spinning]
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