Global Collapse

Chapter 110 Horror Movie: I Need to Go to the Toilet
The mobile guy wasn't in the house; he vanished as if into thin air, leaving no trace.

"How could this happen?" Zhao Lei looked utterly shocked. "Where are they?"

Bright looked somewhat flustered: "He's not in the house. Did he go out earlier and is he somewhere else now?"

The fat man spoke up: "Then how do you think the door was locked from the inside?"

Mingliang was speechless for a moment, and stopped talking.

This game's dungeons are great in every way, except there's no notification for players who are eliminated.

The others couldn't see if their teammates were still alive, so they didn't know whether Mobile was dead or somewhere else.

However, it seems highly likely that he is dead.

It was pitch black outside. It was almost 10 p.m., and there was still a long time before dawn.

No one wanted to sleep in separate rooms anymore, so they decided to all stay in one room tonight.

They were initially separated into different rooms to avoid arousing Zhao Lei's suspicion, but now that one person has mysteriously disappeared, it's only natural that they can gather together.

Chu Changge's room was the largest in the building, so everyone gathered in Chu Changge's room.

Seemingly feeling safe with everyone together, Mingliang breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled his girlfriend to a corner.

Chu Changge's room corresponds to Zhao Lei's college days, and there are quite a few photos in the room.

Photos were pasted on the wall and placed on the table, mostly photos of Zhao Lei with a girl, but also some photos of Zhao Lei alone.

The fat man stared at the photos with great curiosity.

The girl in the photo with Zhao Lei wasn't exactly beautiful, but she was quite pretty, with shoulder-length hair, and she made a V-sign at the camera.

Seemingly noticing the fat man's curiosity, Zhao Lei walked over and picked up a photo: "These were all taken when I was in college. This is the girlfriend I was talking about. She's still waiting for me down the mountain."

Everyone is panicking because someone has gone missing, but Zhao Lei can still show a slightly relaxed expression after seeing his girlfriend's photo.

It's really not easy for Zhao Lei to find a girlfriend. He finally got one, but his dad interfered and ruined it. Fortunately, they ended up together in the end.

Thinking of Zhao Lei's mysteriously disappeared father, the fat man became even more curious: "Speaking of which, how did your dad know you had a girlfriend in college?"

Zhao Lei once said that he usually didn't contact his father when he was in college, let alone bring up the fact that he had a girlfriend.

Hearing this question, Zhao Lei was also very confused: "I don't know either... It just happened one day, he called me and talked about it, and then said that I was a spendthrift, that all I knew was to spend money to support my girlfriend, and that I should break up with him immediately..."

Hearing this, Gu Mian stroked her chin: "I heard you say before that your father didn't arrive at the school for a long time after the fight. Is your school far away from here?"

The couple was right by the window; although they didn't participate in the conversation, they were listening intently.

"No," Zhao Lei said with a wry smile, "This place isn't far from the junior high school I went to, it's even very close, it's just that I often can't get in touch with my dad..."

"Can't get in touch?" the fat man asked, quite curious.

"Hmm," Zhao Lei nodded, "I remember when I was very young, he especially loved to drink. He would drink until he was completely drunk, and then he would act crazy."

"He often went to the nearby department store to buy alcohol on credit, then drank heavily outside. Eventually, he would get drunk, sit on the steps at the supermarket entrance with empty bottles, and cry loudly."

"Everyone in the neighborhood knew my dad and me. I remember he was away from home three or four days a week back then."

“Back then, I was still in elementary school. People would often come to the school and tell me that my dad was drunk on the street again, so I would carry my schoolbag and go to the supermarket steps to look for him.”

"He was completely drunk. I tried to pull him up, but I'm just a small person and I couldn't move him at all. He just collapsed on the steps, crying and cursing at me."

"Sometimes when there were many passersby, they would all stop and look at us. I felt wronged, so I would squat down and cry along with them."

"After I finished crying, I went home and cooked dinner myself. Around midnight, I could hear him coming home on his own."

The fat man's expression turned utterly miserable.

Zhao Lei continued, "Later, when I was about to graduate from elementary school, he sent me to live in the school dormitory. After that, I didn't see him drink much anymore, probably because we saw each other so infrequently."

“Back when we were in school, I often couldn’t get in touch with him. Sometimes when I needed to pay for textbooks or buy school uniforms, I would call him using the teacher’s phone, but he was usually busy and wouldn’t answer.”

"He would call back around noon or evening, and by then I often couldn't reach him. I figured he was probably drunk somewhere again." "When I got into fights with other people in junior high, he was probably drunk somewhere too, which is why I couldn't reach him and he was late."

"But I'd rather he didn't come. He gave me a really hard scolding that time, and I even thought about committing suicide."

At this point, Zhao Lei gave a self-deprecating laugh.

suicide……

Hearing this, the fat man suddenly remembered something: "By the way... has anyone died in this house?"

The white paper with the word "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") was still hanging in the study, which had almost turned the once peaceful study into a funeral parlor.

"A dead person?" Zhao Lei's expression turned strange. "Why do you ask that?"

"There's a big white sheet of paper hanging in the study on the second floor, and there's a big black character on it," the fat man said, glancing furtively at Zhao Lei, who still looked bewildered.

"You didn't know?" The fat man looked somewhat surprised.

Zhao Lei shook his head: "No, right? That study was converted by my dad. Sometimes he goes in there and I don't know what he's doing, but I know there aren't any big white papers hanging in there, nor any big black characters."

At this moment, Mingliang also came over: "We all saw it."

When he said this, Mingliang's expression was a little strange, as if he was holding back something.

Zhao Lei frowned: "I haven't checked the study since I got back. Maybe my dad hung that piece of paper up there? By the way, what was written on that piece of paper?"

The fat man's face paled; it seemed Zhao Lei was completely unaware of what had happened in the study.

He looked at Gu Mian with a questioning gaze, but Gu Mian shook her head at the fat man, indicating that she didn't need to go into too much detail.

The fat man, who was good at cutting corners, simply replied, "It's nothing."

"By the way," Gu Mian suddenly spoke up, "Do you recognize this?"

As he spoke, he took out something—a black cell phone, similar in design to the Nokia phones of yesteryear, though this phone probably couldn't be used to crack walnuts.

Gu Mian found the phone in her room drawer. It was old and broken, had no brand logo, and couldn't be turned on at all.

The keys on the keyboard have long been worn away, and the original characters are no longer visible.

However, Gu Mian is very skilled at using the nine-key keyboard; even if the characters on it are worn away, she can still spell them blindly.

Zhao Lei looked at the phone and nodded: "This is the phone my dad gave me. He used to use it, but when I went to college, he gave it to me. However, after I started earning money, I got a new one and hardly ever used this one."

It seems that this black phone is related to Zhao Lei's father. If we can open it, we might find the mystery of Zhao Lei's father, Zhao Guanhai's, disappearance.

It's unclear what the connection is between Zhao Lei's father's disappearance and the mission to escape the terrifying manor.

Thinking of this, Gu Mian spoke again: "This phone seems to be stuck."

Zhao Lei paused for a moment and then nodded: "It's probably because it hasn't been charged in a long time. But why are you asking about this phone?"

"It's nothing," Gu Mian said, withdrawing her hand. "We wanted to try and see if we could use this phone to contact the outside world."

Of course, this was a lie he made up.

Gu Mian had found the charger in his room and tried to charge the mysterious phone, but it didn't respond at all.

It's clear that the phone isn't turning on because it's out of power; other conditions may be required to turn it on.

Seeing this, the fat man also leaned over, seemingly wanting to ask about the computer in his room.

But before he could speak, Mingliang interrupted, "By the way... can I make an unreasonable request?"

Gu Mian was slightly taken aback, then said knowingly, "Judging from your tone, you don't need to go to the bathroom, do you?"

The author is trying to update three times a week, but the second update isn't finished yet. Each chapter is nearly 3,000 words, so if there are only two updates, please bear with it for now o(╥﹏╥)o
Thank you Lei Shi for the 30,000 reward for the stun-avoidance aura! (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
感谢灼好、啦啦啦啦刘斩仙、尾号为8592的书友、尾号为4615的书友、鱼饼_、o0钛假0o、美你个大头鬼啊、单枪匹马闯你心、尾号为2117的书友、爱看书的呵呵呵、我为催更进了群、方天画戟ted、美树失温症、迷途miss、楚班长已经彻底凉了吗？的打赏(′‵)Ｉ L



(End of this chapter)