To trust his teammate's ability or to trust his own judgment, given the time limit, Feng Bujue had to make the choice. This internal struggle was another form of pressure from the system other than fear. The result of Feng Bujue's choice aside, in this game between the players and the system, he had already lost. Now that he was distracted by something that he could not reach an accurate conclusion on, it would only bring danger to himself.
At that moment, the sound of a baby crying suddenly appeared and entered Feng Bujue's ears. He turned his head toward the sound, and before him was a dark corridor. The sound came from the corner at the end of the corridor.
He did not hurry over but lowered his head to look at his phone. The time was 40: 27. There were eighteen seconds left before he missed the call.
In the end, he pressed the speed dial button. Even though they had only been through one scenario together, he was willing to believe in Passing Rain's ability. Other than that, he believed that if he did not make this call, in the next fifteen minutes, the other party would be under the same psychological pressure as he was.
At that point, he understood that as long as he could do it, he had to make the call. No matter whether the two could communicate or not, if he made the call, at least it would prove that one of them was safe. Mathematically speaking, as long as he made the call, there was a fifty percent chance that neither of them would be chased by the ghosts, but if he did not make the call, there was a one hundred percent chance that one of them would be chased.
Du!
After one ring, Passing Rain picked up the phone. "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Hmm …" Feng Bujue was happy to hear her voice, but then he added, "Didn't you say … not to ask if the other party is okay?"
There was about two seconds of silence …
Then, a beeping sound came from the phone, and the call was cut off in the next second.
There was only one explanation for this situation … Passing Rain grumbled unhappily at Feng Bujue without any intention of insulting him, and then she hung up on her own accord.
Hearing the busy tone, Feng Bujue stood there dumbfounded. He raised the phone to his eyes woodenly. "Hey! What is this? Why did you smash my phone? It was you who said not to ask if the other party is okay! Now you're scolding me! Moreover, to be able to successfully scold him shows that you are in the right! " His eyes widened as he roared at the phone. However, the call had been disconnected, so Passing Rain couldn't hear him. He was just venting. "Idiot? Idiot? An idiot? It was nothing more than these few words! What have I done? You don't have to hang up after scolding me, do you? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have played! "
In front of him, the baby's cries grew louder and louder, constantly drilling into his ears, just like the song: "Wah wah wah, wah wah wah … The baby's cries are in my ears."
Feng Bujue closed the phone and held it in his left hand. He passed the flashlight to that hand as well. Then, he pulled out the kitchen knife from his backpack, held it in reverse with his right hand, and rushed forward.
After turning the corner of the corridor, he immediately saw a basket on the ground. It looked like a shoe-shaped bamboo basket used for picnics. There was a baby lying in the basket. The baby's body was wrapped in a white towel. Only its head was exposed. Its face didn't look abnormal. It looked like a newborn with its eyes closed and its facial features not yet fully developed.
Feng Bujue let out a long breath. He squatted down and looked at the baby. He said calmly, "What do you want? Say it. If you don't say it in thirty seconds, your head will be cut off. "
The baby was still crying, and it cried even harder. "Wah wah …" Its cries became extremely sharp, like the sound of nails scratching glass. It made people's hair stand on end.
"Cry!" Feng Bujue raised his voice. "Crying counts as time!"
His bandit style of questioning resulted in a very bad result. The baby slowly opened his eyes, and the eyes under his eyelids were like blood-red amber. His facial features were squeezed together, and he revealed a ferocious smile.
According to legend, when a newborn baby was born, its three souls and seven spirits had not yet been united. It had Yin Yang eyes. If such a baby died, its resentment would be extremely strong. It would be more ferocious than a normal Earthbound Spirit.
In front of Feng Bujue, the cradle that contained the baby turned into a human torso. The dead man's face was filled with horror. All of his limbs were gone. The organs in his chest and abdomen were pulled out and scattered on the ground. The baby was lying in the hollow torso of the dead man. It grinned at Feng Bujue.
"Bones as a cradle and skin as a bag, right?" Feng Bujue also smiled at the dead man. He wasn't afraid. In fact, he was a bit angry.
As he spoke, he saw something in the corner of his eyes. He looked up. The corridor was filled with similar dead bodies. All of them had their organs pulled out and their limbs were missing. It was a horrible death.
"You're the reincarnation of a hermit crab." Feng Bujue said. "Let me guess … Hmm … Your mother was a student here. She was toyed with by a teacher or a boy. After she was ten months pregnant, she came to the school to beg for their help, but she was still rejected mercilessly. In the end, she had no choice but to commit suicide in this corridor. Before she died, she dug you out with resentment?"
A novelist was indeed a novelist. Their ability to fill in the gaps and translate them into words was amazing.
After the ghost baby heard that, its laughter stopped. The next second, it turned into a heart-wrenching scream. The sound was so scary that it shattered all the windows on the side of the corridor. Feng Bujue's Life Points dropped.
It looked like he couldn't deal with this monster peacefully. Feng Bujue quickly raised the knife to stab at the ghost baby. However, before the knife could land, something grabbed his wrist. He turned around and saw an arm reach out from the wall to stop his attack. From the looks of it, the limbs of the dead bodies were still nearby …
Thankfully, the ghost baby's high-pitched scream had a limited duration. It stopped after seven or eight seconds, or else Feng Bujue's Life Points might have been drained dry. However, the situation was still not good. Many arms and legs reached out from the two walls of the corridor, and each of them was mobile …
Feng Bujue knew that delaying was not good for him, so he decisively turned around and used the kitchen knife to cut at the arm. Unfortunately, a human arm was not so easily chopped off, and the same applied to a dead body's arm.
The blade of the kitchen knife sank into the flesh of the ghost arm. A large amount of blood flowed out and flowed into the body, splashing on the ghost baby's body. The baby started to laugh again. The sound drilled into Chen Ge's ears, and it was heart-wrenching. If not for the game's limitation on pain, Feng Bujue would have fainted already.
Seeing that he was unable to escape, Feng Bujue quickly put down the phone and flashlight in his other hand. He took out Mario's wrench from his inventory and swung it down at the ghost baby's head. This time, he succeeded, and he was lucky enough to trigger the effect of Brain Concussion.
After the monster's body was affected by the skill, the moving limbs stopped moving. Feng Bujue used this opportunity to free his right hand. Using both hands, he pummeled the ghost baby inside the cradle of dead bodies. The scene was bloody, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was anti-human.
Soon, the limbs that reached out from the wall disappeared. It looked like the monster could no longer hold on. Chen Ge thought that this was a sign that the ghost baby was about to be destroyed, but to his surprise, a new phenomenon appeared.
Feng Bujue realized that the face of the dead body that contained the ghost baby started to blur. Slowly, the face started to take on his own face. It started to speak, and even its voice sounded like his. "So painful … Stop … Stop!" The dead body's voice turned from a moan to a roar. It tried its best to twist its back and struggle, trying to move its body.
Just as Feng Bujue hesitated, the ghost baby disappeared before his eyes. All that was left of the dead body was an empty stomach and some organs.
Feng Bujue knew that he had been tricked. The monster had used some kind of trick to buy him a chance to catch his breath and escape. He immediately put away the kitchen knife and picked up the flashlight on the ground. He stood up and used the circle of light to scan the corpses that had been hollowed out in the corridor. He wanted to find where the ghost baby had escaped to.
"Heeheehee …" Another burst of hair-raising laughter rang out. This time, the laughter didn't sound like it came from a baby at all. The most terrifying thing was that the place where the laughter came from … was very close to him.
Feng Bujue realized something. He lowered his head to look at his chest. The scene that entered his eyes was enough to make anyone's blood boil … The ghost baby that was covered in blood was curled up inside his stomach. One of its small hands was attached to one of his ribs. Bursts of evil laughter came from inside his body.
"You want to use this kind of illusion to make me commit suicide?" Feng Bujue said calmly. He ignored the scene and reached for his backpack. He knew that what he saw was just an illusion. His sense of touch was not affected. He could still touch his clothes and the backpack that he was carrying.
He took out the Eye of Hostility. As he put it on, he said, "I almost forgot about this thing." At that moment, he remembered another use for this equipment.
After Feng Bujue put on the equipment, with the help of the flashlight, he scanned every dead body and every corner of the corridor. As long as the ghost baby was still creating illusions, he would be exposed.
Sure enough, when his gaze landed on a corpse that seemed to have been hollowed out, the Eye of Hostility reacted. There was a monster here that was targeting the player.
Feng Bujue strode over and slashed down with the pincers without hesitation. This time, the heavily injured monster was at its wit's end.
"Main Quest progress updated.
"Explore Ye Jie High School. Eliminate seven supernatural phenomena. Current Progress: 37.
"Main Quest progress updated.
"Explore Ye Jie High School. Eliminate seven supernatural phenomena. Current Progress: 47."
Almost at the same time, two system announcements popped up. This meant that when Feng Bujue dealt with the ghost baby, Passing Rain had also completed the quest for the thirteenth step.
"Humph …" Feng Bujue scoffed and mocked himself. "Looks like I was worried for nothing."
…
Inside the main building, Passing Rain leaned against the wall of the corridor and sat on the ground.
Looking down the corridor beside her, there were innumerable dead bodies of ghosts. Blood flowed like a river on the ground. The heavy stench of blood and the stench of the monsters was enough to make people want to avoid them.
However, at that moment, she had no energy to move to another place.
The lantern and longsword were placed on the ground beside her. Her right hand held the phone, and her left hand was pressed against the wound on the right side of her waist. The wound had not stopped bleeding, and it continued to seep through the gaps between her fingers.
This floor was connected to the thirteenth step. Once one stepped into it, there was no escape, and there was nowhere to hide. The space was filled with a large number of monsters, and some of them could cause a person's Terror Points to skyrocket just by looking at them. Anyone who walked in would either be killed and become a part of those evil spirits, or be like Yu Yu, killing them all … …
Actually, during the last call, Passing Rain's condition was already very bad. When she told Feng Bujue, "I'm fine, don't worry." She was lying to him.
When it was close to 40: 00, Passing Rain was in the middle of a battle. Even though she was already injured, she still adjusted her breathing and answered the call immediately. She knew that even if she acted strangely, she would only become a burden to her teammates.
Now that Passing Rain had cleared all the monsters in this space, she needed to rest for a while. Her Life Points and Stamina Points still needed to be recovered, and the bleeding status could not be cured. Only by holding her wound in this state could she stop the loss of Life Points.
In this kind of situation, the system would not deem it as AFK-like because the player was forced to stop due to certain circumstances. In Normal difficulty, the system would not force a player who was on the brink of death to continue moving. As for Nightmare difficulty, that was a different story.
Passing Rain looked at the time on her phone. There were still ten minutes until the next call. She did not want to be chased by some kind of ghost in her current state, so she had to finish dialing the number before the next call.
After the previous call, Feng Bujue felt angry, and Passing Rain felt wronged. Objectively speaking, both of them were responsible for this, but the main responsibility … still fell on Feng Bujue's head. It was his fault for not knowing how to appreciate her kindness by replying with such an embarrassing sentence.
At any moment, no matter how much reason he had, it was best for a man not to correct a woman's inconsistency.
Drip, drip, drip …
Just as Passing Rain thought she could breathe, in the darkness, the sound of water dripping could be heard.
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