Digging Out Eerie Eyeballs, Ways of Speaking

The girl was completely dumbfounded.

It was the first time she had seen such an unconventional Player. In the past, they either fell for the trick like idiots or immediately tore off all pretenses. Who acted like this?

She stood where she was, black veins crawling across her once-innocent face as her hair whipped wildly around her.

But she had no choice either. The Apartment's rules also restricted the 7th Floor. If the Player did not enter the room, the eerie could not bare its fangs.

Ji Yan, who had run to the corner of the corridor, suddenly stopped again.

Because another information panel had appeared before his eyes.

Nether Eerie: They enjoy peeling off human skin and wearing it themselves to alter their appearance and body, thereby deceiving more prey. They love digging out human bones and sucking the marrow, which makes their "disguises" even more refined.

Weakness: They fear objects of extreme yin.

Hidden Hint: Their eyeballs can be used to enhance the compatibility of many eerie items, and are also the favorite food of many eeries. Are you really going to pass up this benefit delivered right to your door?

This time, the hidden hint did not speak in riddles. It was simple and straightforward.

As for an object of extreme yin, he could figure out what that was with his ass.

Nothing could be more yin than the bottle of Blood Lyre in his hand. After all, it had been brewed from the blood beneath that female eerie...

Ji Yan, who had originally intended to leave, fell silent after seeing the hidden information, then turned around and walked back.

Fortune was found amid danger.

In a place like the Eerie World, opportunities would never fall into your lap if you did not fight for them!

The girl, who had been about to retreat into her room and wait for the next prey, saw Ji Yan return and was equally baffled.

"Sorry, I just went to find a weapon. I was afraid your dad might use violence on me too, so I brought a little hammer for self-defense."

Ji Yan wore an innocent smile as he held a seemingly ordinary Spike Hammer.

The girl paused.

For a moment, she could not tell whether Ji Yan was truly stupid or merely continuing to toy with her.

Ji Yan urged, "Hurry up and take me there! Wasn't your Mother about to be beaten to death?"

"Okay... Brother, don't run away this time! Stay close to me!"

The girl grabbed Ji Yan by the shoulder. Her tiny hand was incredibly strong, gripping him painfully as she dragged him toward Room 706.

Since he had willingly come back, she would not give him another chance to escape.

"As long as you step over the threshold, no one will be able to save you!!"

As the door drew closer and closer, the little girl's mouth kept stretching upward, turning crimson and horrifying.

Tap.

She stepped over the threshold.

Then came another footstep.

Ji Yan's foot crossed the threshold as well. In an instant, some mysterious force in the corridor was lifted!

The Apartment rules that protected Ji Yan as a Player had been removed. Once an outsider entered a resident's room, the rules would clash and cancel each other out.

That meant the Eerie Resident could deal with prey that had intruded into its territory without restraint!

Her petite body swelled and bulged. Her thin skin ruptured and tore apart, and amid splattering viscous gore, she was like a Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell. Her limbs grew grotesquely distorted as the Nether Eerie revealed its true form on the spot, already unable to wait to feast.

"Brother, forget about my parents for now. My stomach has an even worse problem, and only you can help me..."

As the Nether Eerie revealed its true form, she twisted her throat bones with a series of crackling sounds, turning her face toward her back as though she had already envisioned Ji Yan's terrified, broken expression.

However,

she did not see Ji Yan's face.

What she saw first was a bloody hammerhead smashing straight toward her!

"If you're hungry, have a little treasure to eat!"

Ji Yan struck first.

He directly interrupted her transformation!

With a wet crack, the Nether Eerie's jaw shattered, and bloody flesh sprayed from the corners of its mouth...

"Argh—!"

The Nether Eerie let out a strange shriek, her head completely dazed. Then came a terrifying burning sensation in her jaw.

"You little bastard, I'll suck every bone in your body completely dry!!"

Realizing she had been played again, the Nether Eerie flew into a rage and lost control. Her body expanded until she was as tall as Hachishakusama, while her limbs stretched grotesquely long like spider legs.

Before she could erupt, Ji Yan's second hammer had already come down.

Ji Yan felt that making threats was the most useless thing in the world. With the time wasted spouting nonsense, a fist could already have smashed into someone's face!

The second hammer landed on her head, producing a large amount of white smoke as an intense stench spread through the room.

The Nether Eerie screamed. Wherever the Blood Lyre had touched, her skin was corroded like it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

"What is this thing?!"

The Nether Eerie clutched her rotting face and let out a sharp cry of terror.

Ji Yan did not respond. He pressed his index and middle fingers together and precisely thrust them into her eye socket. With a pull of his arm, a string of viscous gore came out.

Holding the round eyeball, Ji Yan turned and left.

"Dead Rat, you think you can just leave after digging out my eye?!"

Having understood why Ji Yan had returned, the Nether Eerie covered her rotting face and tried to chase after him, her anger reaching its peak.

Ji Yan stepped one foot over the threshold, then looked back at the pursuing Nether Eerie and raised the entire bottle of Blood Lyre in his hand.

That soul-piercing smell made Ji Yan's head spin.

"You tricked me, I tricked you. Isn't that just how this world works?"

"An eagle tries to eat a chick, only to have one eye pecked out by the hen. It can only accept its bad luck. You're not dumber than an eagle, are you?"

"If you chase after me, I won't mind pouring this whole bottle of treasure over you. Taking one of your eyes is only collecting a little interest. You should even praise me for being generous!"

The Nether Eerie stopped in her tracks.

With one eye gone and half her face ruined, she stared fixedly at Ji Yan, not daring to come any closer.

Ji Yan's words were not particularly intimidating.

But the entire bottle of Blood Lyre in his hand was real!

She did not even know what that thing was, only that it dealt enormous damage to her.

The Nether Eerie could only watch helplessly as Ji Yan dug out one of her eyes and walked away...

Holding the sticky eyeball, Ji Yan discovered that it could still move, as though it were an independent lifeform.

Ji Yan did not use the eyeball for the time being and stored it in the Tool Bar. His primary objective now was still to head to Room 702.

Because the room numbers on the 7th Floor had been scrambled, Ji Yan spent some time finding it.

Just as he was about to knock, the door opened.

Ji Yan blinked and walked inside.

But when he saw the room's interior, his expression stiffened slightly.

The messy living room looked as though it had been abandoned for ages. That was not particularly surprising, but corpses hung one after another from the balcony. Their wrinkled, blackened bodies had shriveled up, corpse oil continuously dripping from their toes into basins below.

A black cat and a white cat crouched there, licking the corpse oil as though it were goat's milk.

Ji Yan looked at the two cats and inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.

They stared at Ji Yan too, their golden vertical pupils contracting.

"You carry his scent."

A voice suddenly sounded beside his ear without warning.

Ji Yan abruptly turned around and saw a purple-black, bloodshot head with a Chopper driven through its forehead.

His throat was suddenly seized.

The other man leaned closer and carefully sniffed Ji Yan, his gaze turning terrifying. "You're the child of that Dead Drunkard from Room 404!"

"Hehe, I don't know why you came to my room, but any child of that Dead Drunkard has to die!"

Ji Yan saw the Chopper in the man's forehead, froze for a moment, then spoke. "Wait..."

The other man gave Ji Yan no chance to explain. The moment he smelled the scent of his mortal enemy, his mind filled with killing intent.

A dull pain came from his chest. Looking down, Ji Yan saw that the other man's hand had actually pierced through his flesh and grabbed his heart.

"The hearts of that beast's bastards are all black!"

The instant the other man tore out his heart, Ji Yan pulled out his Spike Hammer and smashed it straight into the Chopper in the other man's forehead.

Clang!!

With a sharp metallic ring, the Owner of Room 702 released Ji Yan and screamed while clutching his head.

Thick gore flowed from the wound where the blade had pierced through.

Ji Yan covered his chest, the corners of his mouth pulling upward. Having someone squeeze his heart felt like a sudden heart attack. He had nearly thought he would not survive.

"I know about your grudge..."

"Die! That bastard's little brat deserves to die too!"

"I..."

"Die!!"

"Fine, then I'll change the way I speak."

Seeing from the other man's expression that he was not listening to a single word, Ji Yan chose to speak with the Spike Hammer, swinging it three times in a row at the Chopper in his head.

The terrifying pain made the Owner of Room 702 feel as though his head were about to explode.

Cracks spread across his head, and pain made his body tremble violently.

Soon, the ferocity in his eyes faded. Or rather, he could no longer even speak. It had to be said that the most effective way to reason with someone was still to just hit them. Using words was purely a waste of breath.

"Do you like this way of speaking?"

"If you don't, I'll keep going."

Ji Yan held the blood-dripping hammer, doing the most brutal thing while speaking in the gentlest tone...