Time ticked by. In the Restroom, thick with a strange stench, the drenched Ji Li wrung out his long hair and dipped his fingers in water to write four words on the floor:
"Ghosts are nutrients."
After moving from the relatively safe Number 1414 into the perilous Number 1413 and surviving the life-or-death crisis of the previous few minutes, the intelligence he had obtained was all the more precious.
Although the image of the Solitary Old Ghost in the Living Room had blocked any thorough exploration, it had also provided a great many valuable clues.
From those keywords brimming with horrific elements, an abstract yet complete chain of logic gradually took shape.
The relationship between the Solitary Old Ghost, the Rotting Ghost, and the Twin Female Ghosts had basically been confirmed—they were nutrients for one another.
The Solitary Old Ghost in Number 1414 used the Twin Female Ghosts' hearts as nutrients, swallowing hearts to achieve some purpose;
The Rotting Ghost in Number 1413 used the Twin Female Ghosts' blood as nutrients, drinking blood to slow the decay of its skin.
In other words, the Twin Female Ghosts were entirely the providers between these two neighbors.
But likewise, perhaps in the hearts of those two female ghosts, the Solitary Old Ghost and the Rotting Ghost could also be fed through some unknown method.
It was simply that this method had not yet been revealed.
But Ji Li had grasped the source of it all in his mind, and he was unlikely to be wrong again.
Three ghosts, serving as nutrients for one another—this was the greatest secret and most terrifying truth of Rooms 1413 and 1414.
However, this was merely the most basic intelligence.
Looking at the bigger picture, the Old Yu Street mission was by no means just a matter