One moment, Ji Yan had been praising Liu Nianqing for being decent; the next, he was ruthlessly thrown out of the Apartment.
"That woman's husband is an unreasonable brute. The chopper is yours, so that stab counts against you too."
"If you want to live, run back to Room 404. Maybe your two family members can still save you, but I wouldn't count on it..."
"Before dawn, Old Landlord won't get involved either. Good luck."
The door slammed shut, leaving only Liu Nianqing's few words to scatter into the cold wind.
Ji Yan patted the flashlight in his hand. Its beam flickered with a crackling hiss.
The few drops of blood on the tip of the chopper that had wounded Eerie Mother clung to it like glue and could not be shaken off.
They also gave off a strong stench of blood...
Because he was holding the chopper, the talent information panel was triggered, and several lines of bloody text appeared.
The unremovable bloody scent will draw the husband of that Eerie Mother here in 10 minutes. He is a "Dead-eye eerie," blind in both eyes but exceptionally fierce and malevolent, with an extremely keen sense of smell. The path home is not a path to salvation. Only by going up another floor can you find a way to live. So, how will you save yourself?
Perhaps because he had completed another Talent Fragment.
Omniscient Understanding was now much easier to trigger.
Moreover, the hidden information it provided could even guide Ji Yan toward survival.
"The talent is telling me that running back to Room 404 won't save me."
"Not to mention whether Grandmother and Mother, with so little favorability toward me, would be willing to risk their lives for me. Eeries on the 4th Floor taking on an eerie from the 8th Floor is a losing proposition to begin with."
Ji Yan stared at the chopper in his hand and muttered to himself.
Only by going up another floor could he find a way to live.
Was the talent hinting that the resident of Room 801 could save him?
Ten minutes did not leave Ji Yan much time to think. He turned and headed for the stairwell.
He had to try everything. He had helped that Plague Eerie lay its obsession to rest, so it could not possibly harm him, could it?
When he returned to the stairwell, Ji Yan stopped in his tracks because the talent panel popped up again.
A pair of eyes in the dark covets your chopper. He has set a trap in the stairwell, and many passing players have stumbled into it.
Haven't you noticed that there is an extra step in the stairwell? It may look like a trap, but it is more like a rare opportunity to get rid of the hot potato in your hand.
Eyes in the dark?
Some scheming Player in the game?
Looking at the second, painfully obvious hint, then at the chopper in his hand, Ji Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.
He continued upward and stepped onto the extra stair with "utterly no guard" up.
The next second, the extra step cracked and collapsed. Ji Yan's right foot was sucked into something invisible.
Then, a pair of eyes opened beneath the stair. Two hands covered in livor mortis stretched up along Ji Yan's legs.
A hoarse voice rang out. "Kid, you're really careless. You stepped on and broke my leg. Didn't you see it?"
"Tell me, how are you going to compensate me?"
Ji Yan twitched at the corner of his mouth.
How was there still this kind of scam in the Eerie World?
"Ma'am, why did you stick your foot out into the stairwell in the first place?"
The Scam Eerie refused to listen. "What I do is none of your business. Pay up."
"What treasures do you have on you? Take them out, and then I'll let you go!"
Ji Yan looked troubled.
Those hands became increasingly brazen. The next moment, they reached toward his crotch. "If you won't choose, I'll choose for you. I'll take this treasure of yours!"
By reflex, Ji Yan fiercely swung the chopper in his hand and stabbed it into the pitch-black Scam Eerie beneath his feet.
The moment the chopper went in, it seemed to be sucked away and immediately slipped from his grasp.
The next second, the Scam Eerie snatched the chopper like a loach and quickly slipped away.
Ji Yan froze for a moment, then shouted, "Damn it, my chopper!"
After confirming that the other party had taken the chopper, Ji Yan stopped shouting, clapped his hands in relief, and turned to continue upstairs.
On the other side.
The Scam Eerie emerged from the stairwell, tore away a layer of pitch-black corpse skin, and revealed a yellow-haired Male Player beneath it.
Holding the chopper, he was filled with delight. "This chopper is a treasure!"
"Another night of huge gains."
He then entered a room.
"Brother Long, I just stripped a treasure off someone. Take a look and see how good it is."
Long Yuan, who was still carrying out his nighttime task, turned at the words. "What is it?"
Then he saw the chopper, and his expression changed slightly. "This chopper looks familiar. Who did you rob it from?"
"Just some idiot. I scared him a little, and he dropped the chopper right away."
"With that kind of mentality, he still dared to come out at night to do tasks."
Blondie laughed as he handed over the chopper, looking thoroughly smug.
Long Yuan took it in his hand and immediately recognized it as the Eerie Weapon Ji Yan had been carrying. His brow could not help but furrow.
"Brother Long, do you know him?" Blondie asked, reading his expression.
Long Yuan shook his head and carefully examined the chopper.
Glancing at the food on the dining table, Blondie's mouth watered. He had survived in this Dungeon for forty-four days solely by relying on his B-rank talent, Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell, disguising himself as a nighttime eerie and tricking other players out of their equipment.
He would trade some of the better equipment to Long Yuan for food.
At that moment, Blondie watched expectantly. Having gone hungry for two days, he was counting on this to finally get some meat.
"I can give you three loaves of bread for it."
"Deal!" Blondie nodded without hesitation.
But then Long Yuan noticed the blood on the blade's tip.
It would not wipe off, and the stench of blood was incredibly strong!
Long Yuan frowned deeply. "Where did this blood come from?"
The next moment, he realized something. His expression changed, and he threw the chopper back to Blondie. "Take the chopper and get out!"
Blondie, who had been about to pick out bread, hugged the chopper and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"
"You brought a chopper that'll get someone killed here to screw me over."
"You have ten seconds to disappear from my room!"
Long Yuan's face was grim, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Blondie's hair stood on end from fright. He could only hug the chopper and leave resentfully.
But when he turned around, he saw the gate at the entrance gradually rotting away. A severely decayed hand twisted off the doorknob.
"I can smell the chopper that wounded my wife here. It won't matter where you hide!"
Outside the door, the husband from Room 804, the Dead-eye eerie, had already blocked the entrance.
Long Yuan cursed under his breath. "Damn it, what pointless misfortune."
He grabbed Blondie by the hair and cursed, "You idiot, you got played by that kid and even dragged me into it. You're taking the blame for this!"
The terrified, bewildered Blondie had no idea what had happened.
On the other side.
Ji Yan knew full well that throwing away the chopper was only a temporary measure.
The reason Eerie Mother wanted him dead so badly was because she had smelled the scent of That Eerie from the Rooftop on him.
From the information he had obtained, he could roughly guess what had happened.
Back then, the parents had played a game with their daughter and made her hide inside the Rooftop water tank. If nothing unexpected had happened, that concrete slab had been placed there by the parents.
They had never intended to let their daughter come out alive!
As for why they had wanted to kill their own daughter, he did not know yet.
Trying to make that family willingly take back the daughter in the water tank was a dead end.
They might even hunt him down to silence him!
Eerie Mother's determination to kill him looked like rage from being wounded by his Coffin Nail, but in truth, she was concealing her cruel crime against her daughter...
Right now, only one person could help him—the resident of Room 801!
"It depends on whether Huang Sheng's favor is useful enough."
Holding the key the Plague Eerie had given him, Ji Yan muttered as he inserted it into the lock of Room 801's door...
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