Chapter 911: Double Incident

Xu

The sound of breaking air rang out repeatedly as two figures flew swiftly.

Yuan Feng, leading the way, helplessly pushed his speed to the limit, yet still caused Lin An to frown slightly.

Heaven pitied him; after signing the contract, he no longer worried about anything.

Though he had taken precautions, he was mostly immersed in the joy of helping Lin An complete a small test, after which he would obtain the Space Ring.

He had already exerted his full effort, but Lin An's speed still left him clicking his tongue in amazement.

Glancing back at the incessantly flashing orange light on Lin An's body, he realized the opponent was not like him, a mere third rank who relied on spiritual energy and "farting" to accelerate.

This pervert relied solely on an Epic Tier piece of equipment to accelerate mid-air.

Dog tycoon!

After who-knows-how-many silent curses, Yuan Feng gradually grew numb.

Up close, he noticed Lin An's equipment was incredibly luxurious, especially the two pieces flashing dark green light—he had never seen such quality before.

People comparing themselves to others only anger themselves.

My blue-and-white gear, placed in Yingshan, would be considered top-tier.

At least, I believe I can gather equipment, all of them minor supreme grade; among Awakened Ones, this already arouses endless envy.

But now...

Forget it.

After secretly estimating Lin An's attributes, he even suspected the opponent's equipment bonuses exceeded his own base stats.

Damn, no wonder this guy's power is so monstrous.

"How much longer?"

"Are you sure the things you set up can threaten me?"

Following behind, Lin An asked impatiently.

Thirteen minutes had passed; although his spiritual markers hadn't been triggered, a sense of urgency constantly lingered in his heart.

His goal was to counter-kill that third-rank superior.

After Yuan Feng entered here, the time he spent setting up was clearly short; the triggered supernatural incident might lack power.

The supernatural incident here is not as terrifying as outside; rather, it resembles a monster with massive damage reduction.

If he couldn't greatly weaken that third-rank superior, he would have to fight desperately.

"Soon, just soon."

Gritting his teeth, he accelerated again; Yuan Feng locked his eyes ahead and replied repeatedly.

Hearing the anxiety in Lin An's tone, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Lin An, why are you in such a hurry?

Moreover, in the contract they signed, Lin An even added a clause that they would face enemies together, both promising not to abandon the other.

When he first doubted this clause, Lin An merely explained lightly that it was meant to reassure him, so he would feel at ease receiving the Space Ring afterward and help him deal with the monsters in that special zone, guaranteeing he wouldn't deliberately harm him.

At the time, it seemed reasonable; he even marveled that Lin An's conduct was quite upright.

But now...

Yuan Feng felt he had been tricked; no matter how he thought about it, something seemed off.

After pondering for a long while, he still couldn't see what impact this had on him.

Jointly facing enemies...

With Lin An's unrivaled global strength, no Awakened One should pose a challenge to him; this clause clearly favors him more...

Shaking his head, Yuan Feng gave a self-mocking laugh and stopped thinking further:

"Um..."

"Lord Lin An."

"I can guarantee that the 'trap' I set up will definitely have full power."

"You might not know, although I set it up quickly, under the double supernatural incident, anyone who enters can only come out lying down!"

"You've probably noticed this, right?"

He probed, his tone somewhat self-satisfied.

Although he was unlucky and Lin An discovered his flaw, he is fully confident in the death trap he meticulously arranged.

No one knows that he has triggered this area's incident many times and knows its characteristics like the back of his hand.

Even if Lin An's strength and intelligence were rated higher again, Yuan Feng still has absolute confidence that, as long as Lin An was lured over by him, he could seize the opportunity to kill Lin An!

Under the entanglement of the double supernatural incident, it is fundamentally unsolvable by human strength!

"Arrived! This is it!"

Four minutes later, Yuan Feng suddenly stopped, pointing at a nearby town.

Nestled in a mountain hollow, the remote town looked somewhat desolate.

Earth-gray walls, messy power lines.

At a glance, there were hardly any lively people; only an old woman with dull eyes sat dazedly at the town gate.

"Is this the place?"

Without changing expression, Lin An quickly scanned the town with his spiritual power and found nothing particularly abnormal.

Besides fewer people, most were elderly, appearing just like an ordinary small town.

The only abnormality was that he faintly smelled a hint of decay.

The whole town lacked vitality, like a dying old man on a sickbed exhaling that deathly odor.

"Follow me."

His expression was somewhat tense.

Yuan Feng walked in the lead, familiar with the route, quickly guiding Lin An through the streets straight to an old residence.

"Lord Lin An, you won't notice it."

"It's normal not to see it now; I haven't triggered it yet."

As they walked and talked, Yuan Feng's expression showed some pride, and soon the two stopped in front of a dilapidated old house.

On the dark wooden door, the paint had peeled off, stone walls surrounded it, and a cool draft seeped from the crack of the tightly closed courtyard gate.

"Is this the old house that Chen Yong mentioned, the one you control?"

Standing at the doorway, Lin An carefully sensed his surroundings.

He also didn't fear that Yuan Feng might still have ulterior motives; under the contract's restriction, if the other party triggered a Supernatural Incident to attack him, he would instantly lose 2000 prestige.

Insufficient prestige would result in immediate execution; even if Yuan Feng's main body wasn't present, it would be the same death.

"That's right."

Yuan Feng nodded heavily, a mysterious smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and pushed the door open directly.

"Bang—"

The courtyard gate swung open; the empty courtyard, both upper and lower levels, at a glance revealed a typical old rural courtyard and hall in the center.

Inside the hall, beside a square table stood two facing master's chairs, above which hung a low-browed Guanyin statue.

As the two entered, a chilling, damp sensation instantly enveloped their bodies.

Looking closely, Lin An's eyes flickered slightly.

He noticed that on the stone walls on either side of the courtyard, two long wooden planks extended outward.

If viewed from above, the layout here resembled a half-open... coffin?

"What did you do?"

"Where did you set it up?"

Lin An asked calmly, facing Yuan Feng before him, indeed somewhat curious about the dual incident the latter mentioned.

Indeed, upon first entering this area, he had also noticed the embroidered shoes and the female ghost, which appeared to be two kinds of existence.

Without replying, Yuan Feng hurriedly ran into the side room and carried out a dark wooden chest.

Turning his head, he spoke with a mix of regret and solemnity:

"This chest contains the trigger object; if you haven't noticed my problem, I will bring you to the old house so that after hearing the locals' rumors here, you realize that 'I' left clues in my grandmother's notes."

"Click"

The chest opened, and Yuan Feng, as if demonstrating, directly took out a pair of identical embroidered shoes:

"The notes record a woman's tragic life story, containing some clues."

"After you gather the clues, you will believe that resolving this incident requires burning these shoes, entering the dream early to find the next clue."

"If you don't enter early, you will be passively dragged into the dream, and you will surely die four days later!"

Holding the shoes:

"After you burn them, you will indeed enter the ghost dream, seeing that face constantly approaching you. Inside, there is a clue that will let you open the dry well beside the town. Find the woman's corpse, bury it, and kill her enemy's descendants..."

"Of course, this clue is hard to obtain, but once you have it, you will surely believe you have found the correct approach."

"Because of entering early, the four‑day death time shortens to one day; when you don't want to face another terrifying ghost dream, if you want to survive you must do this, even if you have doubts there is no alternative."

"As long as you burn the shoes and then open the well..."

"Burn the shoes? Open the well?"

Lin An repeated the two lines softly, as if realizing something:

"Continue."

Yuan Feng nodded, smiling inexplicably:

"The ghost dream is another Supernatural Incident; I brought it into this world."

"So Xiao Hui initially only saw the shoes approaching, and later the female ghost."

"In fact, she didn't die that early; she died in the ghost dream."

"And the embroidered shoes do not dream, nor can they be burned; once burned, they will produce two pairs of shoes, and they will only continually approach the beds of the living in reality."

"In this area, multiple fierce ghosts can actually be generated!"

"As for why the shoes cannot be burned, it's because the shoes are meant to be worn by the deceased to let her rest; burning them will instantly turn them into a strange object, appearing under the female ghost's feet!"

"Once the shoes are burned and you encounter the deceased, you will immediately be hunted by the fierce ghost possessing the strange object!"

"Therefore, I deliberately burned the shoes twice, producing seven pairs of embroidered shoes."

"And when you are misled into the dream, come out, and open the well, you will be able to see Xiao Hui, who was killed by the ghost dream."

"However..."

Yuan Feng smiled inexplicably:

"However, it is not a single corpse, but fifteen."

"Because besides using the ghost dream to kill Xiao Hui, I also killed the other fourteen young girls in the town together..."

"The first time two pairs, the second time four pairs, the third time eight pairs..."

"And you, after burning the shoes for the third time and generating eight pairs of embroidered shoes, will trigger all fifteen pairs of embroidered shoes the moment you see the corpses."

"Thus, you will face fifteen fierce ghosts possessing strange objects, and you will surely die; after your death, I can still harvest fifteen strange objects..."

Beside the well, a huge stone was moved aside, revealing a pitch‑black well mouth.

Pale, soaked faces were packed together inside the well.