A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Li Yao's heart sank suddenly.

yes……

The mysterious and powerful ghost driver described the hotel as "interesting".

Does a dungeon that can be easily cleared simply by "avoiding footprints" deserve this rating?

The answer is obvious.

This so-called "footprint rule" is probably just an "appetizer" for all the players.

The real danger, the real terror, lies hidden in the deeper darkness!

Li Yao subconsciously looked at Yang Jian.

She discovered.

Throughout the entire process, the man's face showed not a trace of tension or surprise.

Whether it's the sudden death of Iraqi players.

Whether it was the exposure of the footprint rules or not, he remained calm, like a detached bystander.

This extraordinary composure.

Li Yao felt more and more that Yang Jian's understanding of this instance far surpassed that of anyone else.

as if……

He had known everything all along.

But she wisely didn't ask any more questions.

In this bizarre world, curiosity is often equated with death.

Listen to what others are willing to say.

It's something I don't want to talk about.

Pressing for answers will only bring trouble.

"Let's go."

Just then, Yang Jian's indifferent voice rang out again.

He turned his gaze away from the first-floor corridor and towards the darker, deeper staircase leading upwards.

"We should go to the second floor."

Second floor?

Li Yao was taken aback, but immediately nodded and followed Yang Jian's footsteps.

Yang Jian walked ahead.

His steps were steady, and he didn't even try to avoid the footprints on the ground.

I was just walking around casually.

But with each step, he precisely avoided all the dangerous areas, as if the distribution of those footprints had already been engraved in his mind.

His purpose was very clear.

The ghost that left the charred footprints is on the second floor.

From the moment that ghost appeared.

Yang Jian smelled a familiar and longed-for scent emanating from it.

That was a pure, unadulterated source of eeriness.

For him at this moment.

The ghosts in this hotel are not enemies, nor are they terrifying.

It's... food!

It's a supplement to improve your "Yang Jian" character's progress and unlock more powerful abilities!

and.

Through his initial perception of his own ghostly aura, he could clearly sense that there was definitely more than just the ghost on the second floor in this hotel.

The first floor, the third floor, and even higher floors...

Each of them harbors a different, eerie aura.

Here.

It's practically a bizarre buffet restaurant tailor-made for him!

and this.

That's probably the real reason why this hotel was able to attract so many top players from different countries at once.

This is a dangerous place where "poisonous insects" are raised!

Just as Yang Jian and Li Yao disappeared around the corner of the stairs, Ruan Wen, who had collapsed to the ground, finally caught his breath.

He struggled to get up from the ground.

I spotted the two figures calmly walking away at a glance.

It's him!

It's that player from the Nine Provinces!

Ruan Wen's pupils contracted.

Starting from just now.

He then noticed the two people.

While everyone else was too scared to go out, they stood calmly in the corridor, observing everything as if nothing had happened.

They must know something!

Betrayed by his country and allies, Nguyen Van is now truly alone.

His only thought was to survive and then find an opportunity to take revenge on the United States!

And they wanted to survive.

Following the strong is undoubtedly the best choice!

Without the slightest hesitation.

Ruan Wen immediately started walking and chased after him towards the stairwell.

With his previous experience, he became much more skilled at dodging footprints. Although he was still clumsy, he was much faster.

He soon arrived at the top of the stairs.

However, just as he was about to step onto the first step, something strange happened!

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Ruan Wen felt as if he had crashed into an invisible glass wall. A huge recoil force sent him staggering back two steps.

There was nothing in front of him.

But no matter what he did, he could not move forward even an inch.

It was as if an invisible barrier completely sealed off the entire staircase, preventing anyone from entering.

How could this happen?!

Ruan Wen's face was filled with astonishment and confusion.

Why?

Why were those two people from Kyushu allowed to go up, but I was stopped?

Is it...

Are there any other rules for going upstairs?

He tried to reach out and touch it, and what he felt was a cold, hard touch, like that of a solid wall.

The stairs are blocked.

The hope of catching up with those two people was instantly shattered.

A deep sense of powerlessness and the panic of being abandoned gripped his heart once again.

What should I do?

Are we going to have to stay on the first floor forever?

Do not!

Absolutely not!

Who knows what else might happen here!

Just as Nguyen Van was getting anxious and looking around for other ways out.

His gaze fell on the two tightly closed metal doors at the end of the corridor, engraved with exquisite patterns.

elevator!

Oh, and there's an elevator!

That's the only way upstairs besides the stairs!

A glimmer of hope rekindled in Ruan Wen's eyes.

He no longer hesitated.

He immediately turned around and walked quickly toward the elevator.

He carefully avoided the last footprint along the way and arrived at the elevator door.

He stretched out his hand.

I pressed the up arrow button.

The indicator light on the button flashed once, illuminating a dim yellow light.

"Giggle...giggle..."

Deep inside the elevator shaft, a sickening creaking sound of steel cables scraping against each other could be heard, as if an old, dilapidated machine was being forcibly awakened.

Above the elevator doors, the bronze-colored floor indicator dial began to slowly rotate.

three……

two……

one……

"bite--!"

A crisp notification sound rang out.

The two tightly closed metal doors slid open slowly to the sides with a piercing creak.

The moment the door opened.

An indescribable, bone-chilling cold, like a burst dam of the underworld, suddenly gushed out from the elevator car!

That's not low temperature in the physical sense.

Rather, it is a chilling coldness that freezes the soul and extinguishes all life, originating from the deepest despair!

The color drained from Ruan Wen's face the moment he came into contact with the cold air, turning him deathly pale!

He subconsciously looked into the elevator.

There were no lights inside.

There was only a deep, pure darkness that seemed to devour all light.

The darkness was as if it were alive.

It exudes a strong, nauseating odor.

That was the stench emanating from a corpse that had rotted for hundreds of years, mixed with the filthiest stagnant water from the sewers, and the smell of rust and old blood.

He can't see anything.

But he sensed it.

He felt that in that impenetrable darkness, countless eyes were silently watching him.

Those gazes were filled with resentment, numbness, pain, and madness.

He sensed it.

The cramped carriage was crammed with countless "things".

They have no physical form and no sound.

But their presence felt like mountains, weighing heavily on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe!

This moment.

Only one thought remained in Ruan Wen's mind.

hell!

This elevator doesn't go upstairs!

It's hell!

It is not a means of transportation.

It is a mobile coffin filled with countless cursed souls.

And now.

The door to the coffin was opened for him!