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Chapter 74 The Killing Game (Part 4)
The city has been abandoned for who knows how many years, and its power system has long since ceased operation.

The library was pitch black at that moment, and people could only see by the moonlight streaming in through the windows.

The fat man, who was holding a flashlight that he had bought from the supermarket and could fit in his inventory, immediately slammed it shut after hearing the door being pushed open.

The library has four main doors, one each in the east, west, south, and north.

The fat man heard that the North Gate, which was closest to them, had been opened.

In the darkness, the two dared not make a sound, huddled together in the gap between the two bookshelves.

"Could it be a player?" Zang Ai Bingfeng asked the fat man with his eyes.

Although the fat man wasn't very smart, he could still guess what the person in front of him meant. He kept his mouth tightly shut and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

So far they haven't encountered anything dangerous, but that doesn't mean there aren't dangers in this restricted area.

After the door opened, there was no sound, as if it had simply been blown open by a passing breeze.

The two huddled in the corner for a while longer, but there was still no sound from outside.

The north gate opened, and moonlight streamed through the doorway, casting its rays onto the library floor. The fat man looked at the illuminated area in the distance, his pupils suddenly dilating in surprise.

Now he can confirm whether the person who opened the door was actually a player.

Absolutely not!

A shadow was cast on the illuminated ground, and it was stretched very long, but from his position, only the shadow of a head could be seen.

But just seeing a head was enough to scare the fat man so much that his calves cramped.

It was barely discernible that it was the shadow of a human head projected onto the ground, with the neck still attached below.

The head swayed from side to side like it was having an epileptic seizure, much like the pendulum of a clock. It would pause for a moment after each movement, as if it were stuck, before continuing to twist its head.

What's worse is that the shadow is still moving forward, that is, towards where they are.

It leaped forward, and with each leap, the fat man could see a larger portion of its shadow.

Its whole body was convulsing wildly, but it still leaped forward step by step.

There was absolutely no sound!

Whether it was leaping forward or convulsing, it didn't make a single sound.

It can appear silently behind you in the dark.

At this moment, Zang Ai Bing Feng also saw the frantically twitching shadow. Her face turned pale instantly. She dared not make a sound and could only cover her mouth tightly and take a small step back.

But just as she took a step back, the shadow suddenly stopped.

Alarm bells rang in the fat man's mind.

Fortunately, it seemed to have only paused for a moment and did not discover the two people's hiding place.

The fat man saw it continue moving in this direction while maintaining its original posture.

“We’ll walk around this bookshelf to the north and go out through the door it opened.” The fat man didn’t speak, but tried to signal with his eyes.

By this time, Zang Ai Bingfeng was already quite frightened and didn't care what the fat man meant; she just followed behind him. The library had many bookshelves, forming numerous aisles, and the thing was leaping forward in one of those aisles.

You can get away from it by simply walking around a few bookshelves, and of course, you should try not to make any noise.

The fat guy had been through several dungeons before, so he was a bit braver than before and didn't panic too much when he encountered this kind of situation.

As for Zang Ai Bingfeng, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound and moved very quietly, so he didn't make any noise for him.

The two tiptoed around several bookshelves, and by then they were some distance from the shadow.

The fat man stopped and looked back in the direction of the shadow. From this spot, the shadow was completely out of sight, so it seemed safe.

As he pondered this, he glanced at the Icebound Burial of Love beside him.

In the darkness, the woman had somehow covered her mouth tightly, her eyes wide open, staring at the top of his head with extreme fear.

The fat man's scalp tingled for a moment, and he mechanically looked up.

A deathly pale face appeared above his head.

"Ah," Mr. Killer exclaimed, staring at the screen, "It seems this newly formed duo is already in danger, and they're probably about to—wait, what?"

At that moment, the fat man, with strength he didn't know he came from, shouted "Holy crap!" and suddenly ran towards the gate not far away. Zang Ai Bingfeng also turned and ran in the opposite direction.

The two ran off in different directions.

"It seems the two of you are still struggling to survive, but it doesn't matter anymore. Who will be the unlucky one?" Mr. Killing stared at the screen with great interest.

The fat man ran for his life, not knowing how long he ran, a few seconds or a dozen seconds, until he finally reached the gate.

We'll be able to leave soon...

He ran breathlessly toward the door.

But just as the fat man stepped out the door, he suddenly saw a shadow on the ground.

A twisted, crazed shadow was pressed close behind him, reaching out and almost touching him.

"Ah—" The fat man took a deep breath and stepped out the door, his leg even cramping from the exertion.

He didn't care about any of that; he just ran forward as fast as he could until he reached the street.

But the shadow behind him pressed closer, and those twisted, twitching hands drew near.

At that moment, he felt a cold touch on his shoulder, as if a dead person's hand had been placed on it.

How to do!
The fat man almost roared to the sky, but even that was of no use.

But just then, he suddenly heard a strange sound coming from directly in front of him.

Before he could even figure out where the sound was coming from, a familiar voice reached his ears—

"Get out of my way right now! The brakes have failed again!"

Thank you to Maple Leaf Blowing Tao Leaf, Lian Baobao, Watcher Outside the Mystery, and FlowerFell for their generous donations. (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
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