Chapter 64: Overnight

After the meal, the group sat huddled in the gloomy living room, with hazy black fog outside the window.

They dared not turn on the lights, worried it would attract certain things.

Gu Zixu took the blade from her back, held it in her hand, leaned against a small sofa, and said to the others:

"I'll take the watch, you all rest first... we'll rotate in 2 hours."

In a place like this, how could anyone sleep peacefully without any defenses?

In reality, Ding Mo, who was lying down, could not sleep,

except for Zhang Yunfan, who had been severely injured.

Although he had received some treatment and luckily neither died nor became infected, the severe loss of physical strength caused him to quickly fall into a deep sleep.

To be honest, Ding Mo even looked at him with a bit of envy.

Only in that physical condition could one fall asleep so quickly... though he didn't know if he should really envy him.

As for Xiao Yu, he curled up in the corner of the sofa, hugging his teddy bear doll, and soon steady breathing could be heard from him as well.

Soon, Ding Mo himself leaned against the soft sofa, his consciousness blurring.

The night passed without incident... or so he had thought.

But in reality,

"Number 2, Number 2! Wake up!!"

A burst of blinding light flickered outside his eyelids, trying to bore into Ding Mo's eyes.

"Uh... what's wrong?" Ding Mo climbed up, struggling to open his eyes.

He saw a woman with long, wet hair looking at him. The light from the flashlight shone from below her chin, casting even more terrifying shadows across her face!

"!!?" Ding Mo shuddered in fright and slapped her across the face!

Slap!

Gu Zixu was stunned by the slap; she widened her eyes: "W-why did you do that?"

"?" Ding Mo, having risen, looked closely and realized it was her; he couldn't help but say, both apologetically and irritably:

"No! Why are you acting like a ghost?"

"So that's it, doing it this way gets mistaken for acting like a ghost..." the young girl muttered to herself, bearing a slightly reddened palm print.

"Sorry, it's just that I watched Task recordings of other killers, and that's how they all did it."

"Task recordings? What on earth are you watching?"

Given that Gu Zixu's perception was quite different from a normal person's, Ding Mo highly doubted whether what she watched were actually "Task recordings" or something else entirely.

Sitting on the sofa, Ding Mo sighed helplessly. Only then did he notice that after taking off her hat, Gu Zixu had a head of smooth, long hair cascading down.

It had to be said, compared to the sharpness of tucking her long hair into her hat during the day, at this moment, Gu Zixu revealed some of the softness a girl of her age should have.

"By the way, is it time for the shift change? Also, did you wash your face?" Ding Mo asked.

"Actually, the shift change time passed a long time ago." Gu Zixu tied up her hair, revealing her snow-white neck,

with a hair clip held in her small mouth.

"What?"

"You all were attacked during the day, so I figured I'd let you rest a little longer."

Gu Zixu finished tying her hair and put her hat back on.

Her entire demeanor instantly returned to being clean and sharp.

So, was washing her face to stay awake? Ding Mo was surprised.

Gu Zixu, she was unexpectedly kind-hearted—it was hard to imagine someone like that in the Isolation Zone.

At this moment, Gu Zixu wiped her damp face with her arm and suddenly said:

"Call the Dark Assistant and the Bear Assistant; we have other matters!"

Hearing her tone become somewhat serious, Ding Mo didn't ask who the "Bear Assistant" was, but instead woke the two of them up.

Once everyone was awake.

Gu Zixu sat on the armrest of the sofa and straightened her hat brim.

The flashlight stood on the table, emitting light.

In the gloom, the young girl looked around and said sternly: "We are trapped."

"What?" Zhang Yunfan was the first to be stunned.

Ding Mo gestured for her to continue.

Gu Zixu silently stood up and walked to the balcony of the living room.

Under their puzzled gazes, she suddenly pulled open the curtains.

Behind the curtains...

it had actually turned into a wall!

That's right! The balcony behind the curtains had disappeared! In its place was a white wall, standing solidly there.

Gu Zixu knocked on it and confirmed: "It's solid."

She turned around as she spoke.

"And it's not just the balcony; the bathroom, the bedroom... all the original doors and windows have been sealed shut."

"This..." The sudden turn of events left everyone in silence.

Afterward, the group checked every part of the house one after another.

It was indeed exactly as Gu Zixu had said!

Finally, the group came to the security door of the house.

Ding Mo took a deep breath and pulled the handle.

Outside the door, it was still a wall!

"As expected." Gu Zixu, holding her somewhat swollen cheek, crossed her arms and pondered:

"I estimate that this situation only occurred after 12:00 midnight."

"How could it be like this!?" Zhang Yunfan was already becoming somewhat irritable at this moment.

He had lost an arm today; if he still couldn't get out tomorrow, was he supposed to lose another one?

Or perhaps just lose his neck?

Hearing this, Ding Mo patted his shoulder to comfort him, then turned his head and said:

"We will wait until daytime to see if there are any changes. Then we will make plans."

Perhaps this is just an anomaly that only appears at night, just like the "Night Market".

However, Ding Mo also understood that this statement had no basis and was not convincing.

But at this moment, all paths were sealed off, and the three of them had no particularly good solutions.

As for breaking through the wall to get out, firstly, there were no corresponding tools in the room, and secondly, even if the wall were broken, what if there was another one behind it?

No one dared to guarantee that brute force would work to break through.

Moreover, it was currently night, and it was not easy to go out. If there was no immediate danger, it was better to wait.

Before long, the few of them returned to the living room.

Ding Mo first comforted Xiao Yu, then looked up and said:

"Do you... have any ideas?"

Although it was said to be waiting, they couldn't just wait idly; they had to think of some way.

"A way? I just want to screw the Processing Bureau right now!" Zhang Yunfan said with grief and anger:

"I finally understand, this Task is not simple at all!"

"..." Ding Mo was silent.

The Processing Bureau was indeed infuriating; if he could, he wouldn't want to be driven by them either.

But the key point was that the "Typewriter" was in their hands.

And only by continuously completing the "Typewriter" tasks could they suppress the various Meme Contamination on their bodies.

"Saying these things is useless, think of something else." Ding Mo finally said.

It was just that, what kind of way could there be?

The three of them were silent.

I don't know how much time passed, long enough that Zhang Yunfan was already becoming drowsy again due to the silence.

At this moment,

A commotion suddenly came from the room outside the living room!

In the room... there was something?!

What was that?

It really was a night without peace... As Ding Mo turned his head to look, he simultaneously patted Zhang Yunfan awake.

As for Gu Zixu, she had already stood up and walked toward that side.

"Hey!" Ding Mo pulled her back:

"Let's go together."

A moment later,

The three of them gripped their weapons tightly and arrived before the room door.

Rustle!

The room door was tightly shut, and bursts of strange, fine friction sounds, accompanied by "creak... creak..." grinding sounds, continuously emanated from within.

It was as if it were the echo produced by some kind of living creature moving in a narrow space.

The three of them looked at each other, Gu Zixu made a gesture, and then pushed open the room door.

Creak~

Zhang Yunfan was injured and physically weak, so he stayed at the back to help shine the Flashlight.

Ding Mo tightened his grip on the Alloy Sword in his right hand and the Pot Lid strapped to his left arm,

adding a sliver of almost useless sense of security to his nervous heart.

At this moment, he thought of the Guaishou in the Shopping Mall again.

Dealing with that kind of Guaishou, a single iron Pot Lid probably wouldn't be able to block it.

However, after pushing open the room door, under the illumination of the light,

there was no abnormality in the slightly dark room.

Within sight, there were only some messily piled bedding, pillows, and clothes.

The sound was coming from under the bed.

Gu Zixu leaned down to look—this bold act truly made Zhang Yunfan break into a cold sweat.

This young girl was truly bold.

And in Gu Zixu's line of sight, on the wall at the end of the space under the bed,

a pitch-black "hole" had appeared!

The flashlight beam fell into it, yet it couldn't illuminate anything at all! It was swallowed up entirely!