Bo Shuo walked out of the room again at this moment.
After taking away an oil lamp in the house, he walked towards the corridor. During working hours, 007 would change himself into a new shell and turn into a small round ball of light.
In this copy, except for the rules to kill, no other monsters could cause any harm to Bo Shuo, so after briefly identifying the monsters wandering outside, Bo Shuo walked out of the room.
The more dangerous the place, the greater the harvest.
Compared with the cleanliness and tidiness during the day, this corridor now seems to have become a dark and humid cave. The soles of the feet are soft and full of touch. The oil lamp is close to the wall, as if something screamed, and then ran away in an instant.
As you go deeper, the oil lamp burns faster, but in just a few minutes, about one-fifth of the wax oil inside burned.
According to this progress, it is estimated that a brand-new oil lamp can only burn for about an hour outside, maybe less.
Bo Shuo raised his hand thoughtfully and glanced at the remaining Lamp Oil, and then tried to raise his hand to put Lamp Oil into the shadow. Sure enough, the shadow twisted crazily as if it had been stimulated by something.
At the same time, the amount of Lamp Oil in my hand was also rapidly decreasing visibly to the naked eye.
"This lamp has a protective effect. As long as the candle flame is not extinguished, it can ensure that you are safe and sound at night."
"I remember there were three lights in my room."
This should be the reason why the rooms are divided into three levels. Not only are the decorations and comfort levels of the rooms different, but there are also differences in the number of shelter props inside.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Bo Shuo saw that there was a road on the side of his Room 201.
Before moving in, he had observed the surrounding environment very carefully. Room 201 was located on the far right side of the second floor. Next to it was a hard white wall, not the passage that appeared in front of him now.
Thinking like this, estimate the Lamp Oil in your hand and Bo Shuo in that direction.
He always pays attention to his surroundings, and if he notices anything wrong, he can quickly escape to his room.
In the passage on the other side is their mirrored version of the room.
The room numbers are, 201, 202, 203...
Even the details on the door are exactly the same. Bo Shuo took out his key and tried to open the door of 201.
With a click.
The door actually opened.
It's just that the furnishings inside are completely mirror-like in shape from the previous room. The most important thing is that the place where the oil lamp was originally placed is empty. Through the bright moonlight outside the window, the Rocking Chair in front of the window sill slowly shakes back and forth, making a crunching sound.
It's like someone is sitting there and resting with their back turned to him.
It's very much like the beginning of Ghost Story.
Thinking like this, there was a chill on his neck, as if someone was slowly approaching him and then blowing on his neck, but when Bo Shuo looked back, there was no one there.
This time he went out a little boldly.
After exploring this area, Bo Shuo headed back the way it came.
But this time, I don't know if it was because the wax oil was about to burn out, but rows of dark shadows suddenly appeared on the edge of the corridor. They were not his own, some were tall and some were short, some were fat and some were thin, as if there were countless people crowded around him.
But they haven't taken action yet, and Bo Shuo first accepted that there is nothing they can do about it.
To be honest, even though I knew I was safe, I still felt a little scared in this environment.
Just when he was about to return to his room, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Turn your back to him and walk slowly towards this corridor.
Wearing black short sleeves and glasses frames from the side, he is the man with glasses who screamed in the corridor before.
007 reminder: "He is dead."
Bo Shuo responded, pretending not to see it, opened the door first, closed the door tightly while the oil lamp was still running low, and then lit another lamp.
As the lights in the room were turned on, the cold feeling finally faded away like a tide.
The next morning, as the first ray of sunshine set, the entire hotel became peaceful again.
After confirming that the surroundings were safe, the candidates opened the doors one after another and walked towards First Floor.
Because of the accident last night, basically no one could sleep without any burden, and everyone's eyes were slightly bruised.
When Bo Shuo came downstairs, everyone was already waiting below.
Ding Chengyun was sitting in the corner of First Floor. When he saw Bo Shuo coming, he still came forward with a smile and said hello, "Good morning."
What happened yesterday did not cause any harm to him. Compared with other candidates, his mental state is not much better.
Other candidates did not have such a big heart as him, and they all looked at Bo Shuo with vigilance.
Yan Shun'an Trio was even more emotional. Before entering this Exam Venue, people who had Clear Level Exam Venue before, as well as all kinds of Exam Venue monsters were included, but the strange thing was that there was no information that matched the number of the young man.