A long time passed.
Jin Yi forced himself to move his stiff legs again, stepped over the corpse, and walked into the room.
This seemed to be a small library or lending room, and it was extraordinarily dim inside, almost to the point where he could not see his hand in front of his face.
Under these circumstances.
Jin Yi stood in the doorway, looked at the corpse, then at the darkness farther in, and finally lowered his head to glance at the DV camera, knowing what the dungeon wanted him to do.
Somewhat despairingly, he raised the DV camera and turned on night vision mode.
Bzzzt—
A ghastly green image appeared on the screen.
He held up the DV camera, watching the noise-filled image on its screen, and shuffled forward with extreme slowness.
He did not want to admit it.
But at this moment, he truly resisted going inside. He did not want to. He really, really did not—
Still, whether it was pride or unwillingness, some inexplicable emotion drove him on, and relying on the scenes reflected on that ghostly green screen, he slowly walked in.
And through the night vision's noise-filled, extremely limited lens, he saw rows of bookshelves, books scattered all over the floor, and corpses.
Corpses twisted into all kinds of positions, fallen in pools of blood in postures of agony.
On the ghostly green screen, the corpses' pale skin, congealed blood, and bulging eyeballs took on a nauseatingly eerie texture, looking ten times more terrifying than if he had seen them directly with the naked eye.
The thick stench of blood drifted through the air, constantly assaulting Jin Yi's sense of smell.
Unconsciously, he tightened his grip even more on the DV camera in his hand, clutching it so hard it was as if