The Strange Arrival 13

Ye Zhao had never seen anything so disgusting. Even in the zombie world, it had been cruel, not disgusting. The very first glance cost her 20 Sanity Value. "Blech!"

The appetite she had just worked up vanished instantly. No, it was safe to say she would have no appetite for the next few days.

She dry-heaved a few times. If there had been anything in her stomach, she would have thrown it up.

[Sanity Value: 60.]

Countless heads covered in tiny granulations appeared before Ye Zhao's eyes. They scrambled to burrow into her body, their granulations clinging to her flesh and gnawing at her!

"Get away!"

A hundred bolts of heavenly lightning crashed down. The granulation heads let out piercing shrieks, and Ye Zhao was finally jolted awake from her terror. She plunged a Sedative into her arm!

The horrifying illusion faded, leaving Ye Zhao shaken.

When she looked at the Granulation Ghost again, the heavenly lightning had only made it let out a few pained howls. Unlike other Weirds, it had not screamed and fled.

Ye Zhao threw out two more Exorcism Talismans, but they too only made the Granulation Ghost scream in pain a few times.

Tu'an truly deserved to be called a trained fighter. His reaction was incredibly fast. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he opened the door and ran. Ye Zhao was a step behind, but she caught up in the blink of an eye and overtook him.

It was the tenth day since entering the game. Ye Zhao spent 1,500 points every day improving her physical attributes, and her total speed had now reached 104.

She looked back at Tu'an behind her. Her military knife had already turned into a handgun, and she fired a shot at him. Tu'an immediately twisted aside to dodge it and begged, "Big sister, escaping is more important right now! We can settle our grudge later!"

How could she? She had been hiding peacefully and eating hot pot, yet this damn thief had nearly gotten her killed the moment he showed up!

Tu'an said, "I had no idea you were hiding there! It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Ye Zhao could not be bothered to listen to his nonsense. She fired two more shots in succession, both of which missed. Tu'an finally realized that he had offended a woman who never forgave a slight. Caught between enemies in front and behind, he could only use his Spatial Ability to escape again.

The moment he vanished, Ye Zhao became the Granulation Ghost's target. Even though she was already moving quickly, she still could not shake it off.

Damn it!

That damned thief!

This Granulation Ghost was probably the strongest Weird Ye Zhao had encountered. And because of its appearance, the hotel that had once been occupied by Weirds had become strangely deserted. She had run all this way without encountering a single Weird.

This was practically a miracle for clearing Weirds, wasn't it?

She ran from the first-floor corridor to the second floor, then from the second-floor corridor to the third, fourth, fifth...

One human and one Weird ran a marathon, yet neither could do anything to the other.

[Create Speed +10 Ring*5.]

[10 rings with the same attribute can be merged into one ring. Merge?]

Merge!

[Speed +100 Ring, Durability 90.]

A Speed +100 ring appeared in Ye Zhao's hand. She immediately put it on, raising her speed to 159.

The boost in speed finally allowed her to shake off the Granulation Ghost on the tenth floor. She used Teleportation to hide inside a guest room.

She pressed herself tightly against the door, barely breathing as she listened to the Granulation Ghost wandering back and forth in the hallway outside. Its mouth had been overtaken by granulations, making its words indistinct. "I see you... I see you..."

There was no way Ye Zhao could stay on the same floor as something so horrifying and disgusting. Suppressing her nausea, she opened the Game Panel.

[Scan successful: Create Level 3 Weird*1, requires 3000 Creation Points.]

[Note: Weirds created by Players are linked to your will and will obey all Player commands.]

A Level 3 Weird raised her experience bar from 10% to 30%!

It was just that such a disgusting Weird was something Ye Zhao would never create unless her life was on the line.

Besides, it was expensive!

What couldn't she do with 3,000 Creation Points?

After hearing the other party's footsteps move away, she immediately used Teleportation to reach the ninth floor. She pulled open the door, and sure enough, there was not a single Weird outside. She immediately sprinted downstairs.

She went to the first-floor surveillance room and sent Nie Yun a message about the Granulation Ghost, warning him that if he ran into it, he would only be delivering himself up as food.

There were neither people nor Weirds in the surveillance room. Ye Zhao checked around and finally found Tu'an sitting in a corner of the Chinese restaurant on the third floor, eating.

Heh. Not only had he not left, he even had the nerve to sit down for a meal!

He was definitely the boldest and most shameless Player Ye Zhao had ever seen.

Ye Zhao sneered and got to her feet to leave.

This time, she had learned her lesson. She knew the other party had a Spatial Ability and could teleport anywhere at any time, with a range even greater than hers. Once he disappeared, she had no way to find his location. Charging straight at him like this would clearly do her no good.

Thank goodness this hotel had been built in such a crooked, twisted, artistically bizarre way. She stealthily rushed up to the top floor at top speed, set up her sniper rifle, took aim, and fired!

The shot went straight for the man's forehead!

However, Tu'an's perception of danger and killing intent was far too sharp. Almost at the same instant, he threw himself to the ground and rolled several times. The bullet grazed past his ear. He touched it and found his hand covered in blood, then looked out the window with sharp, icy eyes and met Ye Zhao's gaze on the top floor.

Bang!

Another shot came at him. Tu'an lunged forward and ducked beneath the window.

Having lost sight of the thief, Ye Zhao swept her scope back and forth. She did not want to admit that her aim was terrible, nor did she want to admit that his reactions were too fast.

A moment later, a white handkerchief floated up from the window and swayed in midair.

Tu'an: Surrendering under the White Flag.

Ye Zhao gave a cold laugh and fired a shot. The white handkerchief dropped to the ground.

Good. She had gotten the feel for it!

Tu'an sat on the floor, picked up the White Flag, spread it over his knees, and reached out. The things on the table appeared in his hands out of thin air. Without any disgust, he wolfed down a whole plate of fried rice.

After finishing, he even remarked, "It tastes pretty good, but it needs kimchi."

His favorite was pickled red radish—sour, spicy, crisp, and perfect with rice!

Ye Zhao watched from the rooftop for a long time without seeing Tu'an make another move. That damn thief didn't run off again, did he? After all, no one was faster at running away than him.

She did not see Tu'an, but she did notice something particularly strange downstairs. The ghosts surrounding the building seemed eager to enter the hotel, yet they did not dare approach, as though they feared something. A small vacuum zone had formed outside the hotel instead.

Even more terrifyingly, after Ye Zhao appeared on the rooftop, their gazes gradually shifted toward it. Their eyes were filled with longing and malice, yet something kept them from coming closer.

Could they be afraid of the Granulation Ghost?

If that was the case, then the hotel was relatively safe. The Granulation Ghost did not seem very smart—when she had gone up to the rooftop earlier, she had seen it still wandering back and forth on the tenth floor, mumbling indistinctly, "I see you. I see you..."

If it stayed on the tenth floor, they could lie low on the other floors for the last five days.

As the sky darkened, Tu'an still showed no sign of moving. Ye Zhao suspected that he had already fled, so she put away her gun and went downstairs to find a room to spend the night in.

The hotel had thirteen floors. Ye Zhao first confirmed that the Granulation Ghost was still on the tenth floor. Whether it wandered upward or downward, the farther away from it, the better.

She went to the fourth floor and chose the room at the very end near the stairs, using the Teleportation skill to enter.

It was a standard twin room and fairly clean. No one had probably stayed there before.

She drew back the curtains and glanced downstairs. Sure enough, ghosts were wandering below, but none had entered the hotel. She closed the curtains and began preparing her self-heating hot pots—one with vegetables and one with rice noodles. After adding the vinegar she liked, she finally had time to reply to Nie Yun.

[Safe for now. Be careful in case the Granulation Ghost comes downstairs.]

Upon receiving the message, Nie Yun could not help feeling ashamed of how blind he had been. This was no little sister—she was an older sister! From now on, she was Sister Zhao!