Nighttime Visit to the Dining Hall

The room suddenly went dark. Yu Xing's ears twitched as she heard hurried footsteps coming from the next room.

It must be that Amber has returned at the last moment; presumably, the "Yindu Heart" has now been implanted into that withered body.

Yu Xing put the book back on the shelf. There was no time to read in the dark. Even with his excellent night vision, he couldn't discern ink marks in complete darkness, let alone the contents of the book, which would affect his concentration.

I look for opportunities to watch during the day, and at night, there are things I need to do.

The cabin was pitch black. Yu Xing groped his way to the door, which opened easily with a push since there was no lock. He had been wondering when Klaus told him that the lack of a lock meant he wasn't allowed to leave, but the fact that ghosts wanted to come in was another matter entirely.

If ghosts or monsters willingly enter the house, wouldn't that leave you completely defenseless?

But now he understood; the people of the Underground City weren't worried about that at all. At night, the door of the wooden house would...

It won't open.

Yu Xing pushed hard on her door, but an indescribable, mysterious force covered it, and it remained unmoved despite the immense force.

A faint aura of curse lingered around the door, sending a chill down one's spine and naturally giving rise to the thought, "Don't open the door, it's terrifying."

Although opening the door certainly wouldn't be a wise move...

But Yu Xing was optimistic.

He leaned close to the door lock, stared at it for a long time, touched and patted it, like a child examining a new toy.

Wood does not block out sound; through the wooden wall, Yu Xing could vaguely hear some kind of crawling sound coming from outside.

And there was also a faint... sharp laugh, as if squeezed out of a throat.

As Klaus said, darkness breeds evil spirits; ghosts and monsters lurk in the night, and while believers stay indoors, these creatures revel in unbridled revelry.

Ghost Tree is not a real god; behind all illusions, even in the most authentic place, peace cannot be preserved.

His playing with the door attracted the attention of something outside, and one of them came to his door and knocked.

"Come out and have some fun..."

"Come play hide-and-seek with me..."

Yu Xing smiled and said, "Come in."

"..."

"Come out and play... Let's play hide-and-seek together..."

Yu Xing: "Come in."

There was silence outside for two seconds, then the ghost that had been knocking on the door huffed and puffed away, its footsteps creaking on the dirt.

Like a withered twig walking.

Yu Xing's wooden house was situated on high ground, at the very edge of the Underground City. The sounds he heard were flowing; the ghosts entered the Underground City from the wooden vine border, and his wooden house was the first place they passed.

Less than two minutes later, all the sounds outside disappeared. Yu Xing roughly estimated that if ghosts had entered from all directions, there would be nearly a hundred ghosts wandering around the Underground City at night.

It's really interesting. The safe zone during the day turns into a ghost town at night, as if yin and yang have been reversed.

He waited for another two minutes, and then there was complete silence outside.

"Ah~ Such a beautiful night, perfect for a candlelit stroll~" Yu Xing exclaimed dramatically, like an aria, as she straightened up and casually placed her hand on the door.

The curse on the door was cold and unbearable, and upon contact with any living creature, it rushed towards Yu Xing in a frenzy.

A smirk appeared on his lips, and a more pronounced curse power emerged from his palm, gradually eroding the coldness on the wooden door and harmonizing and transforming the malicious curse. It was still as volatile as ever, but no longer targeted at him.

With his careful control, the curse was pushed open from the door, and the wooden door moved silently, opening a crack.

A cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, raising goosebumps on his skin.

It was slightly brighter outside than inside, and the darkness was less intense. The remaining rays of the Sunken Sun swayed on the wooden vines, resembling human heads more than fruits.

Yu Xing stared for a moment, then pushed open the door a crack and slipped out.

The black robe he was wearing was a bit of a hindrance; it felt empty underneath, and he couldn't quite put his finger on whether it was because he wasn't used to it or what, but it certainly wasn't very comfortable.

He pulled the hood of his black robe over his head and looked down from the high ground, where he could almost see the entire Underground City.

It's so small; it really does feel like a village.

He was in the residential area, with a completely enclosed altar directly in front of him. All other areas were built around the altar, and at the far end there was a cluster of connected tree trunks, with a treehouse hidden in the center.

That's where the Tree Witch lives.

Yu Xing didn't plan to strike at the heart of the enemy's lair tonight. He wanted to check out the dining hall and entertainment area first, as well as the passage that believers would need to pass through when going to the surface to carry out their missions. That was also a key location to explore.

From his perspective, in the darkness, wisps of shadow moved slowly; they were all ghostly creatures appearing in the night.

His senses were somewhat aligned with Ghost Tree's; he felt a soaring ghostly aura swirling and gathering darkly above his head.

The city is filled with resentment, hatred, bitterness, unwillingness, and confusion—all unpleasant emotions.

Yu Xing tilted her head, unaffected, and happily headed towards her first destination: the dining hall.

A cold wind blew in, and the bluestone path on the dirt felt icy cold underfoot.

The food system in the Underground City is very strange. Amber implies that the quality of food is related to the tasks completed. Strange vegetables are grown in the farmland by the roadside, and the kitchen supplies food every day.

In this situation, where would the food come from? A village of just over two hundred people couldn't possibly be self-sufficient by harvesting vegetables from the fields every day, because farmland is extremely scarce.

Therefore, the food must be provided by the Ghost Tree. Based on the Ghost Tree's attributes, Yu Xing couldn't help but think of the cafeteria at St. Johnis Middle School.

He had to come and scout ahead first, to see if any raw materials or anything else had been left behind...

A dozen or so ghostly creatures were wandering outside the dining room.

This number is above average, which may mean that there is something in the dining room that attracts these ghosts.

Strands of hair clung to the wall like ivy, greedily absorbing its energy, forcing cracks to appear in the wall, from which blood began to seep.

"Crunch, crunch..." A hunched-over, big-headed ghost squatted on the ground, seemingly eating something, but after a short while, it vomited, and the stench wafted in the wind.

It howled in despair, its shoulders shrugging, and suddenly turned its head to look in Yu Xing's direction.

Yu Xing squinted and barely made out the appearance of the big-headed ghost. She then noticed that its neck was particularly thin. Compared to its already deformed and huge head, the entire area above its neck looked like a potato stuck on a toothpick.

"Hi~" Yu Xing greeted the other party kindly under their hungry, bloodshot eyes. Instantly, the ghosts who were banging their heads against the wall, digging in the dirt, or using their hair to suck the wall were all attracted by his voice and turned their heads.

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"Hi~" Yu Xing- natured manner.

Chapter Nine: Night Visit to the Dining Room