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Chapter 360 Of course I chose to forgive her

Gu Mian skillfully took a flashlight, about the thickness of her wrist, out of the guitar case behind her.

In this cold world where every player has an inventory, only this gorgeous guitar case can bring Gu Mian a little warmth.

He first turned on his flashlight and surveyed his surroundings.

Logically speaking, even though it's 8 PM, it shouldn't be so dark that you can't see your hand in front of your face.

Unless they were sent to some windowless place, like a sealed warehouse.

By this time, the flashlight beam had illuminated the surroundings, and Gu Mian looked around.

This is indeed a godforsaken place—at least that's how Gu Mian sees it.

"Speaking of which... this is just a sealed warehouse, right?" Gu Mian muttered to herself as she turned around in a circle, holding a flashlight in one hand.

This is an empty room with no windows on any of the four walls, so no light shines in from the outside.

Therefore, there is no issue of birds flying in and pooping.

Not to mention birds and poop, even the other players are nowhere to be found.

Gu Mian strongly suspected that she was not in the same place as the others.

The room was square, about fifty or sixty square meters, and looked about the same size as their classroom.

Perhaps because it was a remote place, Gu Mian only turned around once, but it stirred up a lot of dust.

He looked down at the ground.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, which reflected a white light under the flashlight beam.

If someone walks over it, they will leave obvious traces.

There was nothing in the room except the walls, no, and that door that looked like it had been in disrepair for years.

The door, almost completely covered in dust, was half-open. Gu Mian shone her flashlight in that direction and could vaguely make out that it used to be a light yellow door, probably the same color as their classroom door.

The air here didn't smell fresh; it had a musty smell. Gu Mian felt that her nose must be feeling very wronged.

"There's no point in staying here any longer," Gu Mian muttered to herself as she took a step. "I need to figure out what kind of place this is... Maybe if I go out for a walk I might run into a ghost or something?"

Just then, Gu Mian suddenly realized that something seemed to be above her, staring intently at her.

What the hell?
He looked up.

I only saw the outline of a face that hadn't yet disappeared, but in just two seconds, the outline of the face completely vanished, as if it had never existed.

"Is someone spying on me?" Gu Mian turned back and glanced at the door. "That makes sense. It's normal for someone as handsome as me to be spied on."

He muttered to himself as he walked towards the door, casually tapping the light switch on the wall, but the overhead light did not respond.

Gu Mian continued walking towards the door.

Gu Mian was very careful when passing by the half-open door, so as not to disturb the dust covering the old door.

Stepping out the door, he finally saw the view outside.

It is a straight corridor.

Strangely, there were no windows in the corridor, so Gu Mian couldn't judge her surroundings.

If it weren't for the rather modern-looking broken door behind her, Gu Mian would have thought she had been transported to the resting place of some ancestor.

He tried walking a few more steps along the corridor.

There are rooms at both ends of this corridor, somewhat like a hotel corridor.

Some of the room doors were half-open, while others were completely closed.

Gu Mian didn't intend to push open the closed rooms to see what treasures were inside; he walked straight towards one of them.

Because he saw what appeared to be a door at the end of the flashlight beam.

A door standing in the corridor. Perhaps going through that door will lead to something, perhaps a clue about other people's identities, or perhaps you'll just run into a ghost.

Gu Mian moved quickly and soon arrived at the door of the corridor.

The door was almost completely covered in dust, with some even accumulating in the latches.

Even if Gu Mian had the key, he might not be able to open the door in front of him.

Presumably, all those 'treasures' accumulated in the keyhole will become obstacles to the key.

This is a locked door, and Gu Mian doesn't have the key...

But this trivial matter could not stop him.

“Although we don’t have a key…” Gu Mian muttered to herself as she reached for her guitar case on her back, “we have other ways to unlock things. Don’t firefighters often do the same thing when they’re rescuing people?”

He quickly put the flashlight in his mouth, put down his guitar bag, and then unzipped it.

The guitar inside the bag gleamed under the flashlight's beam.

"This shouldn't count as destroying the instance, right?" Gu Mian muttered to herself as she raised the weapon in her hand and turned on the chainsaw.

Instantly, the sound of a motorcycle starting up echoed throughout the corridor.

And just as he was holding up what he was holding, carefully cutting through the small door in front of him.

A voice suddenly rang out from across the door, reaching Gu Mian's ears—"It's a chainsaw! There's a ghost! Run!"

That was Li Yibai's voice. He seemed to be shouting at someone, and then he ran further and further away.

His voice sounded terrified, as if he had encountered a ghost.

Upon hearing Li Yibai's voice, Gu Mian, who was holding a flashlight in her mouth, silently stopped what she was doing: "Does my chainsaw look like a ghost?"

It seems that if he continues sawing at the door, it may cause irreversible psychological damage to Li Yibai on the other side, and his own identity will also be questioned—a normal person wouldn't keep a chainsaw in a guitar case.

Just as he was considering whether to continue, he suddenly noticed a crackling sound of electricity coming from above his head.

It was as if an old electrical wire had finally given way, emitting a rotten and decaying sound.

He reached into his mouth, removed the flashlight, and shone it upwards.

Something else had appeared on the ceiling, which was no longer pristine white...

It was a string of bloody footprints.

It stretched all the way down the ceiling into the depths of the corridor.

Gu Mian followed the series of footprints and looked back.

Just as he was looking up, the overhead light suddenly malfunctioned and turned on, illuminating the entire corridor as brightly as daytime.

Gu Mian was momentarily blinded by the flash and instinctively looked down.

Just as he lowered his head, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that there seemed to be a person standing at the deepest part of the corridor.

Just as he was about to take a closer look, the overhead light went out again.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness, and the person was plunged into darkness as well.

Because her eyes had been ravaged by the bright light, the faint beam from Gu Mian's flashlight was almost useless.

But while Gu Mian was still adjusting to the darkness, the lights in the entire corridor suddenly came on again.

Gu Mian saw it this time.

There was indeed a human figure standing deep in the corridor, its face obscured, the only thing visible was...

It seems to be getting closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)