I deliver food in a bizarre world

As if controlled, he unconsciously reached out and touched the gray window frame, seemingly wanting to touch it.

At that very moment, Xiao Jing's warning came, but it was too late.

The moment Li Haojie's fingertips touched the windowsill, a very soft, crisp sound came from inside the room.

The darkness inside the room vanished in an instant, as if someone had turned on a light, and the room immediately became bright.

Through the window, everyone could see the scene inside the house.

A human figure that had been standing still with its back to the window suddenly moved!

Its head rotated 180 degrees without warning in a way that completely defied physiological structure, turning its face directly towards the window!

That wasn't a human face at all, but a paper doll's head covered with rough patterns drawn on it, with no corresponding position!

The blush was eerily heavy, and the lips were a touch of vermilion, making it no different from a regular paper doll. However, the eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two dark, empty holes.

At this moment, those empty eye sockets were staring at the crowd outside the courtyard wall!

An invisible chill instantly gripped everyone.

When Li Haojie regained consciousness, and realized what he had done, his hand froze in mid-air, and his scalp tingled.

A cold sweat broke out all at once.

Lin Xiao immediately made a tactical hand signal, and everyone understood instantly, lowering their bodies and slowly retreating.

The paper figure just stared at them quietly, without moving or making any further moves.

The mere act of watching calmly is more chilling than any bloody scene!

[Holy crap! What is that?!]

[A paper doll?! It doesn't seem to be made from a single piece; the head just now was turned around!!]

This is even more thrilling than watching a horror movie! It gave me goosebumps!

[That's why the pinnacle of horror films is still those made in documentary style, isn't it?]

Is this place still in the world of the living?

【I'm late! I'm late! What happened?】

After everyone had retreated more than ten meters, the paper figure's head stopped turning and returned to its original position with its back to the window.

Inside, the light suddenly went out, plunging the room back into darkness that even the thick fog couldn't dispel.

Everyone breathed a slight sigh of relief, but their hearts were still pounding.

Su Yifan's blood pressure spiked, and he kicked Li Haojie in the butt: "You better watch out, don't cause any more trouble!"

Although he didn't understand what was going on, it seemed to be his fault, and he couldn't get away with it. He could only admit defeat and awkwardly scratch his head.

Zhou Mingyu let out a long sigh: "Even the residents are paper figures... what other secrets does this village hold?"

"It... went back?" Li Wenjing asked, quickly jotting down information in her notebook.

Her pen trembled slightly from nervousness.

"Strictly speaking, it should be a reset. This thing is like it has a trigger mechanism; when the trigger condition is removed, it returns to its original state."

Lin Xiao shook his head: "The entire village is made of paper. If we step inside and are surrounded by them, we won't be able to stop them..."

Chen Xing whispered, "Wait a minute! It sounds like someone's coming out of the house up ahead!"

Everyone was on high alert. The surroundings were exceptionally quiet, and although Chen Xing's voice wasn't loud, everyone could hear it...

"Um?"

They all looked ahead.

But either they hadn't opened their eyes, or their eyesight was too low, so they could only see a vast expanse of white in front of them, the thick fog like solidified cotton wool pressing down on the village road.

Chen Mo looked up and saw the outlines of more pale figures vaguely emerging behind the paper windows in the depths of the fog-shrouded village.

Countless empty eyes peered in, and Chen Mo felt the pressure suddenly surge.

"You can see this far?" Chen Mo asked, somewhat surprised.

"Mmm," Chen Xing replied timidly.

"What should we do?" Lin Xiao asked, while everyone else looked at Chen Mo nervously.

Li Haojie gripped his tactical dagger tightly, the blade gleaming coldly in the dim light: "How many are there?"

Most of those shadows didn't go outside; they just clung to the windows, their pale faces vaguely visible.

The empty eye sockets faced outwards, as if waiting for their arrival.

Chen Mo shook his head: "I can't see clearly, but there are quite a few shadows moving behind the window. Xiao Xing, can you tell how many there are?"

Chen Xing counted them, then swallowed hard: "Twenty-three... and there's one more outside..."

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines. Lin Xiao made a hand gesture, and the eight people cautiously and slowly retreated.

The cameras hanging around Jiang Mingyang and Zhou Mingyu's necks swayed slightly, and the live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[Xingdi's eyes must be on steroids, I can't see anything.]

[The atmosphere is amazing, even more thrilling than soloing the Mirror Hotel.]

[Which paper craft shop has come to life?!]

[What's so exciting about it? I can't sleep at all!]

Anyway, I already recorded that head-turning kill scene. I'm going to use it to scare people tomorrow, hehehe!

[The mental fortitude of Mo Ge's team is truly impressive; nothing more to say, they're awesome!!]

[If it were me, I would have wet my pants long ago.]

The group continued to retreat, stopping only twenty meters away from the first house at the village entrance.

"We can't stay here." Chen Mo lowered his voice as he looked around.

"The fog is too thick here. If it surrounds us from all directions, we'll have nowhere to hide."

Lin Xiao was also thinking about this issue, and when Chen Mo brought it up, he nodded in agreement.

They were now back at the village entrance, with low courtyard walls on both sides of the village road, and densely packed gray and white houses in front of them, but behind them, there was no road.

The entire village was eerily quiet; there wasn't even a sound of wind.

"We need to find a place we can hold out," Lin Xiao said.

"What are you thinking? This is their territory, where are you going to look for them?" Chen Mo said helplessly.

"Should we test the waters first and figure out their behavior patterns?"

That's acceptable... Chen Mo nodded.

Su Yifan said, "That paper figure only turned around after A-Jie touched the windowsill. Was it because of the sound, or because of the touch?"

"It could also be the light," Li Wenjing thought for a moment and said. "When we first looked over, it hadn't moved yet. It was only when A-Jie's finger touched the windowsill that the room lit up and it turned its head."

Li Haojie, who had been repeatedly mocked, awkwardly touched his nose: "Stop scolding me, stop scolding me, I was being controlled..."

"How come you're the only one with a problem out of so many people!" Su Yifan retorted irritably, sounding quite self-righteous.

"Wait, buddy, that's a bit too much of a family-related thing coming from!"

Ignoring the two bickering, Chen Mo's gaze remained fixed on the indistinct outlines in the fog ahead.

Chen Xing suddenly tugged at Chen Mo's sleeve: "Brother, the third house on the right... the door is open."

Everyone instinctively turned to look, but they forgot that from any further away, they could see nothing but a vast expanse of fog...