Breaking Free of the Death Trap

Ji Li had not experienced death in a long time.

The last time he had come this close was during the Ghost Child mission, with that bizarre way of dying known as See Death and Die.

Yet this was completely different from then.

This time, Ji Li had rediscovered the feeling he had when he had first entered the hotel.

Confusion, ignorance, despair, and cruelty.

Under the fairest rules, he had made the gravest mistake, using the most desperate flight to confront the most direct horror.

It was still a matter of time.

Teng Shan had likely met with disaster, but his death had not bought them much time.

He had always believed that reaching the elevator entrance would not be too difficult. The Faceless Person was even more terrifying than Ji Li had anticipated.

Ji Li sighed inwardly and withdrew his hand from the backpack behind him.

This time, a ferocious human head had appeared in his palm.

Just as the featureless face was about to press against his own, the Head Alarm Clock woke early, its piercing ring throwing everything into chaos.

The ringing seemed distant one moment, then suddenly close.

His lost hearing returned, and the alarm clock's shrill cries filled his ears.

A dark red glow shone out from the elevator entrance, invading the already chaotic Thirteenth Floor at incredible speed.

Ji Li realized with delight that the Supernatural Incident's invasion had not only driven away the Faceless Person's threat, but had even restored both his hearing and vision.

What exactly was the Supernatural World?

Ji Li had once had an answer to that question, but it now seemed inaccurate.

He had initially believed that the Supernatural World was another parallel space based on the Game World.

The two could influence each other, but only spatially.