The Mission Begins, the Eerie Behind the Gate

Ji Yan had guessed it wouldn't be that simple.

But hearing Liu Yitong's words still made his expression turn ugly.

What kind of eerie thing lived inside Apartment 101?

"Good luck."

"I hope I'll still see you at dinner tonight."

It was also Liu Yitong's first time seeing such an unlucky newcomer.

After leaving behind that feeble encouragement, he left the apartment as well, hurrying off to complete his own mission.

As fellow Players, giving him a kind reminder was already doing all he could.

If Ji Yan wanted to find a way to survive, he would have to rely on himself.

Ji Yan pondered for a moment, then turned and left the apartment too.

No matter what, he still had to investigate Apartment 101. He couldn't possibly be scared off by just a few words.

Following the location Liu Yitong had given him, Ji Yan quickly passed through the filthy corridor and soon reached the first floor of the Apartment.

Two Players had already been waiting outside Room 101 for some time.

"Why is there another newcomer?" Tank Top Man Kui glanced at Ji Yan as he emerged from the corridor, looking somewhat surprised.

"Clean clothes, clear eyes. Definitely a newcomer," the other Middle Part Man said with his Hands crossed, yawning.

Ji Yan said nothing.

After noticing that Ji Yan was a newcomer, Tank Top Man and Middle Part Man exchanged a knowing glance.

They both understood.

It was easy to fool clueless newcomers like this.

Tricking newbie Players into scouting dangerous areas in the Apartment had long been an unspoken rule among veteran Players...

"Newbie, I've dealt with the resident of 101 a few times. If you want to stay alive, listen to me. I don't mind showing newcomers the ropes," Tank Top Man took the initiative to say.

"Then I'll be relying on you."

Ji Yan nodded without revealing anything.

He wasn't Blind Man. Naturally, he had caught the exchanged looks between the two.

In a place like the Eerie World, everyone was struggling to survive. Who had the spare time to help someone else for no reason?

Ji Yan hadn't even fully believed Liu Yitong's words.

And judging by how relaxed these two looked, they apparently had no idea how dangerous Apartment 101 was.

Ji Yan's eyes flickered. With his advantage in information, perhaps he could use these two to find out just how deep the waters inside were.

Before the three people at the door had even entered, each of them was already harboring their own schemes.

Creak.

The door to Apartment 101 slowly opened at that moment, revealing a man's head. He stared at the three of them with vacant, lifeless eyes.

"We're here to..." Tank Top Man stepped forward, about to explain their purpose, only to be interrupted.

"You're here for the mission. I know."

"Come in first. You're in line."

With that, the White-Clad Man stepped aside and pulled the door open.

Looking at the abyss-like darkness within, Tank Top Man and the other two exchanged glances before summoning their courage and walking inside.

But when Ji Yan, the last one, stepped into the apartment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain at his waist. Looking down, he found that he had been injected!

As he watched the White-Clad Man expressionlessly withdraw the syringe, Ji Yan wanted to say something, but a wave of dizziness immediately overwhelmed him.

Who knew how much time had passed.

Ji Yan shivered from the bone-piercing cold. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a pitch-black room.

Calling it a room would be generous. It was more like a cold prison cell!

Dim and damp.

Iron Chain. Shackles!

A metal table was covered in unspeakable "torture tools."

Ji Yan tried to move, only to discover that his limbs were shackled by chains. Turning his head, he saw that the other two Players who had come with him had received the same treatment.

As for the White-Clad Man who had opened the door, he was currently sitting on the filthy floor.

He ate the sticky gruel from a plate while watching them with an unsettling gaze.

"What is this?"

"We're residents! You're violating the Apartment's rules. Do you know the consequences? Undo these damn shackles!"

Tank Top Man and Middle Part Man yanked at their Iron Chains and shouted at the White-Clad Man.

Even these two veteran Players were dumbfounded. It was their first time encountering such an absurd mission opening.

The moment they entered, they were injected.

When they woke up, they were already shackled.

Fuck, who played a game like this?

The White-Clad Man said nothing. He simply kept eating while quietly watching Tank Top Man and Middle Part Man shout.

Only Ji Yan remained silent, quickly surveying the surroundings.

In several corners, he saw shriveled, skin-like dolls...

No, they weren't skin dolls. They were corpses!

Their flesh and blood had been drained away, leaving only a layer of skin wrapped around their bones, making them look light and hollow...

Clearly, these had all been Players before them.

Ji Yan's expression darkened. It was exactly as Liu Yitong had said.

Once Tank Top Man and Middle Part Man had shouted themselves nearly hoarse, the White-Clad Man stopped eating and asked, "Are you done?"

Tank Top Man and Middle Part Man were about to speak again, but the White-Clad Man suddenly rose to his feet and took out a Knuckle Duster from his pocket.

Then, without warning, he smashed it into Middle Part Man's head again and again. The spikes of the Knuckle Duster pierced through his skull, spraying blood and Brain Matter everywhere.

Bang, squelch, bang, squelch—

Very quickly, Middle Part Man was reduced to a bloody mess and completely logged out.

The White-Clad Man turned to Tank Top Man and asked, "Can you be quiet now?"

Tank Top Man's face went pale, and he nodded.

The White-Clad Man wiped the blood from his face and sneered. "That's all it took? You saw a little blood and already lost your nerve."

A little blood? His Brain Matter had sprayed everywhere!

Ji Yan stared at the White-Clad Man, wondering if this guy was the Master of Room 101.

But in the next moment, the other man said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Cheng Fang, a Player living in Room 101."

The two of them were both stunned.

This guy, who had expressionlessly smashed someone's head apart with a Knuckle Duster after barely saying a few words, was actually a Player too?

Noticing the astonished looks in Ji Yan and Tank Top Man's eyes, Cheng Fang waved his hand and put on a helpless expression. "Don't look at me like I'm some pervert. I'm just a poor worker too."

"First, I killed him to make you quiet down."

"Second, That Eerie doesn't like skinny ones. They're not nutritious, so I need to screen out the inferior goods for it."

Hearing those two utterly bizarre reasons, Tank Top Man subconsciously glanced at Ji Yan, as if saying, Isn't this one skinny too?

Cheng Fang glanced at Ji Yan as well. "He's quieter."

Ji Yan: "..."

"I'll keep it short. It's actually very simple."

"See the room behind me? Go in, then come out, and your mission will be complete."

Tank Top Man looked as if Cheng Fang were trying to fool two children.

Ji Yan finally spoke. "Going in might be easy. Coming out probably won't be, right?"

Cheng Fang didn't hide it. Pointing at the shriveled corpses in the corner, he said, "If you can't come out, you'll end up like that."

"But don't worry. My job is to dispose of corpses. If you can't make it out, I'll try to bury you somewhere nicer."

"If you serve That Eerie inside well enough, not only can you leave alive, you can also obtain the mission item you want."

As he spoke, the door behind him suddenly opened a crack.

Cheng Fang hurriedly got up and ran into the passage. Outside the door, he put on an exceedingly attentive smile. "Master, are you satisfied?"

From the pitch-black room came a seductive, languid voice. "Inferior goods."

"Continue screening and send them in until I'm satisfied."

"Understood, right away!"

As he spoke, Cheng Fang dragged another shriveled corpse out of the room and carefully shut the door.

After piling the shriveled corpse in the corner, Cheng Fang turned to Ji Yan and Tank Top Man. "There, that's an example of someone who couldn't make it out."

"And you're very unlucky. That Eerie's desire is unusually high today."

"Five have already been sent in one after another, and she still isn't satisfied. The two of you are going in next."

"Who wants to go first?"

"Fuck! What kind of bullshit mission is this? Going in is clearly suicide! Let me leave, I'm giving up this mission!"

By now, Tank Top Man had finally realized how twisted this mission was, and his emotions began to surge.

"Give up? The moment you entered the door, the mission was already set."

"Once a mission is set, there's no turning back. Whatever happens to a Player during the mission doesn't count as violating the Apartment's rules."

Cheng Fang wiped the blood from his Hands and said with a half-smile, "It's not necessarily over. There have been successful cases before. Although that guy was nearly drained dry too, he at least left alive."

Unlike Tank Top Man, who only shouted and thought about escaping, Ji Yan quietly asked, "So what exactly is the eerie inside?"

"I don't know what kind of eerie she is."

"I only know that the female eerie has bottomless desires every day. Men are not only her nourishment, but also objects of desire."

"Isn't that a Succubus?"

Cold Sweat streamed down Tank Top Man's face.

Cheng Fang gave a cold laugh. "Small fry like Succubus only waste your kidneys."

"The one inside sucks everything except skin and bones!"