Chapter 303
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"Death Curse (Grade E Hidden Mission): You will die at a certain time in a prearranged manner!
"Mission Requirement: Change your fate and survive.
"Due to the large level difference, new mission hint: Room 4444."
The mission information in his mind was short. Compared to Grade F Missions, Grade E Missions were short but Han Fei did not dare underestimate them.
Level F Quests corresponded to levels 10 to 20, Level E Quests corresponded to levels 20 to 30, and Han Fei was currently only level 12.
If not for the fact that he was forced into a corner, who would willingly challenge such a dangerous scenario?
After entering the black fog, the song did not let go of Han Fei. However, the distance between them was slowly growing. The black fog was like a maze. Everyone who entered it would end up in different places.
As Han Fei ventured deeper, he was surprised to notice the blood stains on the security guard's uniform were fading. His memory and consciousness started to blur.
In his memory, the black fog did not cover a large area but Han Fei felt like he had been walking for a long time.
There was no way out, no light, no one. The longer he stayed here, the more his memory would fade. The black fog appeared to be able to change and consume his memory.
'Where is the Ziggurat?'
Han Fei could not tell the direction but occasionally, he could see the four buildings that reached into the clouds.
They were connected by many tunnels. They were tightly intertwined with each other and radiated a heavy sense of death.
The black fog thickened until all the blood stains on the security guard's uniform disappeared. The sense of death in the black fog suddenly boiled like sharp spears trying to stab into his body!
But at the same time, blood red words appeared on Han Fei's skin. The story left behind by Jin Sheng was triggered. The words merged with the sense of death in the Ziggurat and crawled into Han Fei's mind.
His skull felt like it was about to split open. A voice in his mind was guiding him towards the future in the ghost story.
Han Fei moved his feet. He had no idea how long he had been walking in the black fog when he finally found a dark door. He reached out to push it open. A cold light fell on his face.
"Bang!"
His body slumped to the ground. The pain in his mind slowly subsided. Han Fei forced his eyes open.
His neck, arms, and cheeks, which were not covered by the security uniform, were all covered in wounds. Black blood that emitted the aura of death kept dripping from them.
The Animal Mask could not stop the black fog from seeping in, Han Fei's appearance was almost unrecognizable.
When he moved a little, he felt pain from all over his body. Without the protection of Jin Sheng's story, Han Fei would have been killed before he entered the Ziggurat.
Han Fei subconsciously looked at his right hand. Big Sin was gone but there was a blood red tattoo left on his arm. The tattoo was similar to the tattoo on Big Sin's body.
"I can't stay here for too long."
Dragging his bleeding body, Han Fei turned back to look. Behind him was the steel door, he was on the first floor of the Ziggurat!
'If everything in the Ziggurat corresponds to the cryptic world's Ziggurat, then the bride should be staying in Room 3 on the 1st floor.' Han Fei placed his hand on the wall and was about to move forward when he heard hurried footsteps coming from the corridor.
"There are two people … no, there are three people walking in this direction!"
Han Fei had no idea what was coming. He was covered in wounds. Even walking was difficult for him, he could not fight at all.
Staring at the 3rd room, Han Fei tore open his wounds. He gritted his teeth and picked up his pace.
When he arrived at the third room on the first floor, the footsteps also came out of the corridor.
"Is anyone there?" Han Fei tried to push the door but it refused to budge. There was no response even when he knocked.
"Who's there! Don't move! "
The flashlight shone on Han Fei. He shielded his eyes with his hands as he leaned weakly against the side of the 3rd door.
The footsteps got closer and closer. Han Fei peeked through the gaps between his fingers. Two people in security uniforms were walking toward him nervously, sticking close to each other.
'Security? The security at the Ziggurat? ' Han Fei's mind raced. In just a few seconds, Han Fei adjusted his condition. He was even weaker than before.
"I'm warning you, don't move! Where did you come from? Why are you wearing our neighbourhood's security uniform? " The two security guards stopped about 2 metres away from Han Fei. Their voices were loud but obviously weak.
Han Fei appeared to have lost the energy to speak. When he opened his lips, blood slid down his lips.
"Brother Hua, he looks like he's dying." The younger security guard was worried. He was about to move forward when he was pulled back by the middle-aged security guard.
"Don't go over there! The neighbourhood is not safe. There have been a lot of disappearances recently, we cannot get too close to these suspicious people. "
"Are we really going to ignore him?"
"Have you forgotten about the things that happened on the 1st floor? Do you still remember what your master told you before he disappeared? Do not go down the stairs after midnight! " The middle-aged security tugged on the younger security guard's shirt. Holding the flashlight, he stared at Han Fei. "We're the only two security guards left at Apartment 1. Before the new guard arrives, we'd better be careful."
Han Fei heard the two security guards. The dying Han Fei reached out his finger with difficulty. Using the black blood that dripped from his wound, he wrote something on the ground.
"He seems to be writing something?" The young security took another step forward. He saw the crooked words on the ground. "Don't go out? There's … "
Han Fei seemed to have lost all his energy. He collapsed into the pool of blood. Tears pooled at the corner of his eyes. His cracked lips struggled to say something.
Seeing how pitiful Han Fei was, Brother Hua started to waver. He glanced at the watch on his wrist. After a few minutes, he finally came to a decision. "Bring him upstairs first!"
The young security guard carried Han Fei on his back. Brother Hua stared at Han Fei's face. His heart was filled with confusion. "Why are you here at Apartment 1? And why are you wearing the security uniform? "
"I … am the new guard." Han Fei's breath was barely audible. "There are ghosts outside the building, I can't see clearly. Whenever the singing starts, someone will die …"
"Ghosts? Is this building really haunted? The disappearance of the other security guards is a ghost's doing? "The young security guard was shocked and afraid.
Hearing that, Han Fei was confused as well. The security guards at the Ziggurat appeared to have their memories altered. They seemed to have forgotten many things and then they would be given new memories.
Tampering with memories? Wasn't that what the previous building manager often did?
When Han Fei entered the black fog, his own memory started to blur. Thankfully, Jin Sheng's story protected him or else he would have ended up like these security guards. He would have been injected with new memories and turned into a living puppet inside the Ziggurat.
"Do not talk about these things after dark!" Brother Hua warned sternly. He glared at the young security guard before turning to Han Fei, "What's your name?"
"My name is Bai Shinian. Due to my cowardice, I managed to stay far away from the ghost." Han Fei had almost perfectly replicated everything about Bai Shinian, from her personality, tone of speech to some of her little habits, it could be said to be exactly the same.
"By the way, there's something else I need to tell you." Han Fei looked at the empty stairwell and his heart raced anxiously. "I heard 3 footsteps in the corridor but only the 2 of you ran out of the stairwell. In other words, something followed you down the stairs and it should still be inside the stairwell."
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