Chisel a Hole in the Wall, Born from Death

Room 102 is my home... I've forgotten a lot of things, but I always remember that there's something very important to me in Room 102..."

"Let me in... let me in!"

The Plague Eerie Huang Sheng let out a hoarse voice from his mouth, frantically gnawing at the wall of the Apartment Building, trying to burrow inside, but his massive body was stuck tight.

The voice was slurred, yet it carried a plea and unwillingness.

Ji Yan's expression turned contemplative.

It seemed the source of this resentment was indeed in Room 102.

To drive this eerie thing away, brute force definitely wouldn't work.

But what if he went along with it and let it find the source of its resentment?

Ji Yan thought this approach was feasible, at least better than forcing it.

He turned to look at the Players who looked like they were waiting to die in the mist: "Anyone want to help?"

"Help with what? Long Yuan couldn't even kill this eerie, let alone us."

"The moment it gets provoked, it speeds up destroying the corner. There's no way around it!"

Ji Yan shook his head: "Help it get into the apartment. It's stuck right now."

"We need to chisel open the hole for it!"

As soon as he said this, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Wait, we're here to clear out these rats.

And you want to help these things invade the apartment?

The Bandage Eerie, monitoring the whole scene, also stared at Ji Yan strangely.

"I know it's asking for trouble, but it's the only way to complete the mission."

Time was running out, and he could really use a helper.

But no one paid Ji Yan any mind; they all thought he was insane.

Seeing no one respond, Ji Yan shook his head, pulled out his Spike Hammer, and walked over, joining the Plague Eerie in chiseling at the apartment's corner.

The Mutant Rats around the Plague Eerie had been hostile to Ji Yan at first, but upon seeing his actions, they scattered as well.

Ding! Player has performed an erroneous game operation, damaging the Dungeon Map, incurring the displeasure of the Eerie Residents. A total of 12 have developed hostility toward you!

The warning panel popped up again.

Ji Yan ignored it.

They already had no goodwill toward him.

Hostility it is, then. He didn't care!

Ji Yan gripped the eerie weapon Spike Hammer and swung it forcefully, again and again.

Every chunk of the wall he chiseled off oozed blood.

This made Ji Yan's eyelids twitch; he thought the Apartment Building held no small secret.

Maybe these blood-oozing walls were tied to the main quest.

"He's really lost it. Does he think he's not dying fast enough?"

The Players behind him broke out in Cold Sweat one by one.

Even the Bandage Eerie couldn't stand it anymore and spoke to Ji Yan: "What are you doing? Playing with fire."

Ji Yan replied, "I have my own way of driving it out."

"As long as the mission time hasn't run out, I can do whatever I want. If I fail, I'll accept whatever punishment."

The Bandage Eerie didn't stop him, because Ji Yan was right.

But it still sneered: "Damaging the apartment, angering the Eerie Residents, harming the Landlord's interests."

"Once the mission time is up, I can't even imagine how terrifying your punishment will be."

"That's for later. Don't bother me while I'm working now."

Ji Yan shot back, leaving the Bandage Eerie fuming with anger as it let out a cold snort.

With a crash!

Another section of the wall collapsed. No dust rose; instead, sticky blood splattered wetly.

It broke through!

Ji Yan's eyes flickered.

No surprise, no fear—just tension.

The hole widened, and the Plague Eerie's massive body was no longer restricted, easily sinking into the apartment building as filthy water gushed across the first-floor hallway.

The stench spread to every resident's room on the first floor.

"It really got in..."

Ji Yan followed behind, and as soon as he crossed the wall, he could faintly hear a torrent of curses from countless Eerie Residents.

"Get out!!"

"Who the hell brought that filthy thing into the Apartment?"

"Disgusting, whose Brat is this? Not only did they break the Apartment wall, but they brought outside Rats inside!"

"It's the Brat of 404, that Dead Drunkard's kid—like father, like son!"

Ding! Player has assisted in evicting an intruder from the Apartment. 25 Eerie Residents now hold hostility toward you, with 7 of them reaching 75% malice. After the Dungeon ends, they will retaliate against you.

"The mess just keeps getting bigger!"

"Is there even any way to salvage this?"

Ji Yan listened to the greetings coming from every direction in the hallway and couldn't help but take a deep breath, breaking out in a cold sweat.

Sixth Floor.

The Landlord, puffing on his old pipe, knew what was happening on the First Floor but didn't stop it.

He muttered under his breath: "This kid... is he trying to be Born from Death? Quite the nerve."

The door to Room 102, First Floor opened.

Cheng Fang tossed out two dead Rats, his face full of disgust: "Did this Dungeon catch the Rat Plague today?"

He looked up and saw the hole broken through the wall in the hallway, and the Plague Eerie dragging its mountain of flesh across the floor, oozing filthy water.

He spat out a curse and was about to duck back into his room when he spotted a familiar face: "Aren't you that... Ji Yan?"

"What are you doing there, patching the wall or driving out the Rat Plague?"

Ji Yan glanced at Cheng Fang and shook his head. "Neither."

"I helped break the wall, and I helped let the Eerie in."

"..."

The Corner of Cheng Fang's mouth twitched. His first thought was: How could he have stirred up such a huge mess?

"Brother, if you don't want to survive this Dungeon, don't drag us First Floor Players down with you. I was about to slack off today, but thanks to those damn Rats, I almost worked myself to death!"

Ji Yan put away his Spike Hammer and wiped the filth off his face: "I did this precisely because I want to live."

"You're not gonna live a single bit, bro."

"Right now, every Resident on the First Floor wants to tear you apart. Even that Bewitching Eerie in my room has lost all her goodwill toward you."

"Those Rats got in and chewed up her 'treasure.' Now she's screaming that she wants to drain you dry!"

Ji Yan didn't care.

Cheng Fang was about to say more, but suddenly shut his mouth, turned around, and ran back into his room, locking the door.

A foul stench hit.

Ji Yan turned his head. The Plague Eerie's severely swollen, hideous face was right in front of him, staring at him. "Why did you help me?"

Ji Yan: "Happy to help. No reason needed."

The Plague Eerie didn't care about the flimsy excuse. It looked down both ends of the hallway. "I've lost all memory of this Apartment."

"Can you help me find the room I used to live in?"

"I know the Landlord will come down to drive me out soon. Once I do what I need to do, I'll leave on my own."

Just as I thought.

This method works!

Help the Grudge Eerie fulfill its wish—no need for violent eviction. It'll leave on its own, and the Rat Plague will naturally disperse too.

"I'll lead the way!" Ji Yan turned and guided the Plague Eerie forward.

As he rounded the corner, he saw a familiar figure—Long Yuan, who had just returned to the Apartment.

Their eyes met.

Long Yuan's expression froze.

"You... how are you in the Apartment?!"

Ji Yan didn't speak, but the Plague Eerie following behind him gave the answer.

Long Yuan immediately understood: "You actually brought that Eerie thing into the Apartment?!"

"You're really tired of living. Even the gods can't save you now!"

Ji Yan said coldly, "If the gods won't save me, I'll save myself."

"Move."