Chapter 605

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Protagonist:

Shen Yao

Xu Lingyi appeared with Miao Weiwei, one large and one small instantly attracting the gaze of the entire hall.

Nine people, seven appeared here, the remaining two were still on the third floor and had not come downstairs.

Each person is responsible for themselves; once entering the Infinite World, life and death depend entirely on oneself.

Xu Lingyi hid herself behind Miao Weiwei, outwardly displaying characteristics consistent with an ordinary child.

Instantly, the seven people's gazes revealed more or less contempt.

It's just a child, what could they understand? It's not like a few pieces of candy and a few kind words could manipulate someone.

Miao Weiwei:...

Miao Weiwei pressed down hard on the corners of her lips, looking straight ahead at the two people living on the first floor, "Does the exchange of information we mentioned earlier still count?"

"Of course," the man of ordinary appearance nodded, his gaze sweeping over the several people before him, then signaling Miao Weiwei to go with him to the corner.

"Tsk, what can't be said face to face? We're all Taskers of the Infinite World, there's no need, is there."

"Right, if there's information, just share it publicly; one more person alive means we can increase our odds of winning."

"..."

Those waving the White Looting flag were everywhere; seeing this, Miao Weiwei said nothing, only nodded at the man of ordinary appearance, then actively walked to the corner to wait for the exchange of information.

"Hah! Information is something we found with great hardship; if you want to exchange, you must produce something of equal value. We've done the instance mission so many times, we can't always be lucky and rely on hugging thighs every time."

The man of ordinary appearance spoke without courtesy either; although his looks were plain and unremarkable, the muscles all over his body still gave everyone no small amount of pressure.

After exchanging information with Miao Weiwei in a few words, he looked pleased and asked the others if they wanted to join.

Another girl living on the first floor stood up, and successively two more chose to exchange.

Four people, two pieces of information each; even though each held back somewhat, Miao Weiwei still obtained more comprehensive instance intelligence.

After agreeing to go out again tomorrow to exchange, the four people dispersed one after another.

Xu Lingyi was led by Miao Weiwei back to the first-floor room; during this period, it wasn't that no one focused their attention on her, but this was just the beginning of the instance, everyone was relatively cautious between one another, who knew what Xu Lingyi's identity actually was? What if she was that perverted murderer in disguise?

Xu Lingyi:...

Xu Lingyi sat on the bed in the room, her two short legs dangling in midair, paddling back and forth.

Miao Weiwei pinched her palm; only hearing a few Concern Concern sounds, she embarrassedly rubbed her own belly.

The kitchen was on the first floor, inside were many fresh vegetables and meats; after asking Xu Lingyi, Miao Weiwei secretly took some to fill her belly.

"Mm, this food is really delicious," Miao Weiwei ate with great satisfaction.

Xu Lingyi had much to say but found it hard to express; the small child furrowed her brows, pitiful and cute; perhaps this was the advantage of children—whatever they did, they had a bit more innocence than adults.

"Here, try it; I know your background is extraordinary, but ordinary people live like this."

"When I first entered the Infinite World, I was hungry for three whole days in the instance before clearing it."

"Later I encountered some more miserable instances; I just hid and didn't see anyone. Although it was a bit miserable, it wasn't like others who used up their chances early..."

The number of times Miao Weiwei mentioned referred to failure counts; like the three chances of novice missions, upon entering formal instances of the Infinite World, each failure would deduct corresponding points.

Miao Weiwei, because she was cautious enough (cowardly/survivalist), although she had seen miserable sights, she still had a remainder to this day, unlike others who had almost used theirs up; if they failed to clear again, they could only pay with their lives and disappear.

Listening to Miao Weiwei's heartbreaking past, Xu Lingyi occasionally interjected to keep the atmosphere from being too oppressive.

"It's fine, I'm used to it; having today is also deserved," Miao Weiwei was not the type to be dejected; perhaps she had once thought of lying flat, but once this phase passed, she could return to full health again.

Chatting happily with Xu Lingyi about family matters, Miao Weiwei, not very skillfully, probed into Xu Lingyi's situation; in the end, not only did she not probe out any information, but she let Xu Lingyi turn the tables, leaving her completely cleaned out.

Miao Weiwei:...

The little person in her heart shed noodle-wide tears; she said she was an ordinary person after all.

"Miao Sister, go to sleep early; when you wake up tomorrow morning, go to the second floor."

Unknowingly, the sky outside suddenly turned dark.

Xu Lingyi obediently lay on the bed, not forgetting to cover herself with a quilt.

Miao Weiwei admired Xu Lingyi's boldness; she carefully edged to the window, her pair of eyes straining to discover something from it.

Pity it was dark with dim light; she couldn't see anything.

Go to sleep!

Even without Xu Lingyi's analysis, Miao Weiwei could infer from the information she found that she was probably safe tonight.

Her tense nerves relaxed; Miao Weiwei raised her hand and let out an uncontrollable yawn, then buried her head and lay on the bed, falling asleep in a short while.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky was bright; through the tightly closed room door came sharp cries.

Miao Weiwei shuddered, nimbly got up from the bed, and ran upstairs to the second floor Xu Lingyi mentioned with a thud-thud-thud.

Blood! The second-floor corridor was full of bloodstains!

Besides blood, there were severed limbs and arms, and bits of flesh splattered everywhere.

This place was like a slaughterhouse that had not yet been cleaned up.

Miao Weiwei subconsciously covered her mouth; retching sounds came from behind her.

It was the other two from the first floor; they had all heard the noise and run over, and there were also three people living on the third floor; only the remaining three rooms on the second floor had no sound of doors opening.

"Go take a look," dying on the first day wasn't scary; what was scary was that they couldn't find any useful information, with people dying nonstop day after day.

First go to the deceased's room, located at 202; inside were large areas of bloodstains, but no signs of struggle at all.

"When the perverted murderer struck, did you hear any noise?"

"No"

"Can't hear it."

"..."

The first to discover the corpses was the short man living in Room 303 on the third floor corner; he pointed trembling at the floor full of corpse remains, "They're disappearing."

Originally corpse chunks covered half the space; now only a third remains.

Soon the third vanished, becoming a quarter, a fifth, until finally gone.

Apart from bloodstains still lingering in the corridor, the room had already taken on a completely new look in a short time.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them; it wasn't that they hadn't seen this kind of terrifying situation where the living vanish and the dead leave no corpses, but the situation here was truly strange and unpredictable — even those who boasted of being bold and meticulous were scared into a cold sweat.

Hiss

"Go check the other rooms!"

Suppressing the urge of scalp numbness, everyone raised their hands and knocked on the other three rooms.

Soon the room doors opened; the people living inside looked blankly at the crowd squeezed in the doorway, not understanding what business there was so early after getting up.

People are dead — how can you sleep through this!

The three on the second floor realized belatedly; their reaction was much greater than those on the first and third floors.

Some were even crying and shouting to change rooms; it's simply too dangerous here.

Miao Weiwei retreated sneakily; she was most afraid of hearing the three words "change rooms."

Seven rooms upstairs and downstairs: four men, three women.

Having made up her mind not to participate in these matters, Miao Weiwei continued searching for evidence upstairs and downstairs.

Because the second-floor corridor was full of bloodstains, and three people still lived on the second floor, out of necessity everyone set to cleaning the bloodstains clean.

Miao Weiwei noticed the paintings in the second-floor corridor — one seemed to be missing.

She went back and told Xu Lingyi, who was lying on the bed, about what happened on the second floor; Miao Weiwei pondered the trigger for the perverted killer's move.

"One is the paintings, two is the people."

Xu Lingyi propped her chubby little chin, indicating Miao Weiwei completely didn't need to think too much; what she had to do now was unite the others to hold their own rooms.

Someone else will die tonight; by tomorrow morning it will surely become an uproar.

Miao Weiwei scratched her head, turned and went to find the first-floor man and woman to discuss privately.

The three of them barely counted as the same faction; Miao Weiwei didn't dare pin her hopes on outsiders, but as Xu Lingyi said, she had to hold her residence — otherwise she'd face the terrifying perverted killer.

When people encounter a tangible opponent they still think of fighting, but when the opponent is intangible? They can only pray to heaven for good luck.

The other three on the second floor are in this state now; uneasy expressions are normal, some have even reached the point of seeing danger in every bush and tree.

Miao Weiwei wandered the villa during the day, going wherever there was business; when night came, she locked the door tight, hid in the bedding, buried her head deep, and only then would she breathe.

Another day passed; the second floor indeed saw another gruesome incident.

The remaining two people could bear it even less, clamoring to change rooms.

The first and third floor people aren't stupid — who would willingly sacrifice themselves to save others? Anyone with that resolve and mindset would either already be a Big Shot or dead long ago; why struggle to survive here.

Miao Weiwei noticed one fewer painting in the corridor; this time it was especially obvious.

She didn't say anything, just sneaked to the kitchen, took enough supplies for herself to eat and use, then locked herself in her room and didn't go out.

For the next two days, no matter who knocked, Miao Weiwei stayed impassive; if she could send them away she would, if not she ignored them.

Fortunately the villa room locks were fairly sturdy; Miao Weiwei's safety was temporarily guaranteed.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

Miao Weiwei covered her ears, sternly stopping the disturbing knocking outside.

"Open the door, the second floor people are all dead!"

The knocker seemed determined not to stop until the door opened; no matter what Miao Weiwei said, just knock knock knock.

Miao Weiwei:...

What can Miao Weiwei do — endure it!

Open the door, before the other person could squeeze in push them out and backhand close it.

"If there's business say it at the doorway," Miao Weiwei stiffened her neck, indicating with the second floor people all dead what could she do — she had no ability, no capability; in other words, who knows if tonight the perverted killer will descend on the first floor.

Everyone:...

Everyone was scared by Miao Weiwei's bold words, but what Miao Weiwei said made sense.

Second floor dead, the remaining people are either on the third floor or the first floor.

Where the perverted killer will strike next — they vaguely figured something out.

The third floor people turned their gaze on the three first floor people; only the thing hadn't happened yet, they feared if they guessed wrong they'd lose their lives, so in the end they endured.

"Miao Sister, get ready," tomorrow morning for sure someone will have designs on Miao Weiwei's room.

Miao Weiwei sighed; she scratched her head — relying on herself it's hard to hold it, but if she leaves the first floor where else can she live?

"Second floor"

Xu Lingyi indicated the rooms of the dead can be lived in.

"Will there be danger?"

"Of course, this is a Supernatural Instance," Xu Lingyi looked at Miao Weiwei with a 'you should know this' expression, "but the danger can't compare to the perverted killer."

First, the dead have been dead too short a time to amount to anything; second, this is the perverted killer's home turf — other ghosts would all be suppressed by the perverted killer.

Miao Weiwei thought it over and still decided to gamble.

Staying put offered no way out; whatever happens she had to attempt self-rescue.

Fifth day early morning, the third floor had an incident.

Miao Weiwei didn't rush to the third floor first; instead she moved her residence to the second floor.

Of course, the First Floor didn't send it out intact either; what needed destroying was directly destroyed. Miao Weiwei, timid to the core, finished her business and hid away again.

Compared to Miao Weiwei's tact, the other two on the First Floor were both somewhat unwilling. They clashed with the Third Floor people; among them, the man was beaten to a heavy injury, the woman then fell into a coma.

In a Supernatural Instance, it's often not just the Strange Phenomena inside that go for the kill — there are also one's own people participating in the instance.

Miao Weiwei patted her chest and said, "Good thing I ran fast. 'They're only two people, why snatch three rooms?'"

Xu Lingyi blinked. "If you're going to do it, do it thoroughly. Besides, the one man and one woman downstairs belong to the same gang. Not deal with them and just leave enemies behind?"

Miao Weiwei: ……

Miao Weiwei knocked on her own head, once again lamenting that she really was just an Ordinary Person. Her only luck was running into an unknown-identity Little Big Shot in a Supernatural Instance.

"Don't sleep tonight, and don't be afraid either."

A newly formed ghost can only scare people, not harm them. As long as Miao Weiwei endures it, and the two downstairs don't come up looking for trouble, they can clear the instance.

Miao Weiwei nodded. She trusted Xu Lingyi. To put it unpleasantly, if not for Xu Lingyi's pointers, Miao Weiwei would have failed clearance long ago.

Because points were very few, in the Infinite World one also needs to rely on points to live.

Miao Weiwei had no space, no Weapon — only a few fairly decent tools hidden on her body.

Nowadays, regardless of useful or not, Miao Weiwei took them all out and placed them in the open. Her eyes stared tight at the doorway.

The two living on the First Floor didn't come looking for her trouble until night fell.

Perhaps just as she herself had premised, those two, though ruthless, weren't the killing type either. Miao Weiwei had no grievance with them, and was fairly tactful and sensible. No one was willing to create extra branches.

When night came down, the originally clean room began to change.

The bloodstains that had disappeared earlier suddenly appeared. Those corpses chopped into segments were also reassembled into form.

Miao Weiwei: ……?!!!

No wonder it's said people fear these formless things — they're truly hard to fathom.

The System blood smell at her nose tip was choking. Miao Weiwei subconsciously held her breath, forcefully blinked her eyes. Fingertips gripping the Weapon turned purple, until she discovered the bloodstains and corpses had vanished again. Before her eyes was clean ground.