A Name He Couldn't Think Of

At two in the morning, Chen Run, who had come charging back, lay down on the bed again, his heart still pounding faster and faster.

This was an empty room he hadn't been in before. His character's backpack and other belongings were still in his original room.

But compared to everything else, that didn't matter. He could just move his things over after the scene replay ended.

He'd spent a full half hour haggling with the old shopkeeper for the key to this new room, all the while enduring the terrible smell of death constantly emanating from the old man.

Fortunately, he'd been quick-witted. Now everything was ready, and the mistakes he'd made last round shouldn't cause any serious consequences this time.

Chen Run lay back at ease, planning to keep pretending to sleep no matter what unexpected things happened next. He would keep it up until the bitter end.

Come to think of it, he'd seen the Broken Mirror crew gathered in the hallway just now. Why weren't they in any hurry...

With a few stray thoughts running through his mind, Chen Run waited for the woman to knock on the doors in the hallway.

But after quite a while, his heartbeat had settled, and he still hadn't heard a sound. On top of that, the unbearable frozen illusion hadn't come for him either. All around him was quiet.

Chen Run's guard immediately shot up to its highest level. Was this some new illusion? Was it meant to make him feel something was wrong and get out of bed to investigate?

He absolutely wouldn't fall for it.

A little while later, he heard a door open in the hallway. Chen Run's spirits lifted, and he thought, There it is!

But after the door opened, what he heard was his