Chapter 260

"Haha."

Bai Xuan conjured a bottle of mineral water out of thin air and handed it to "Stelle," then took one out for himself, tilted his head back, and drank it down in gulps.

The corridor was quiet, with only the sound of swallowing liquid.

"Stelle" looked at the squeezed-dry plastic bottle in her hand, blinked, and put it into her personal space.

It must be said that in learning new skills, she is more talented than March 7th.

March 7th had just learned to grab that photo album from the void.

As for how to intercept "Space-Time" and make it into a photo, both of them were at a loss.

"How about we go back?" "Stelle" asked tentatively, "Or wait for March to recover and explore the night view of Belobog together?"

Bai Xuan thought about it and decided it would be better to walk around; once the "Stellaron" disappeared, there would be many unique sceneries that could never be seen again.

After so many rounds of his strengthening, March 7th should have recovered as well.

"Okay," Bai Xuan nodded, "Let's go get little March."

He took "Stelle's" hand and held her fingertips in his palm.

Just as they passed a tightly closed door, a rustling sound could be heard faintly from behind the solid wood, suggesting that a guest must be living in this room.

"Stelle's" heartbeat skipped two beats, her blood rushing.

She was very sure that there was no one in that room.

Even Bai Xuan, with the help of his authority, was stunned for a moment the instant he saw that the room was empty.

"You heard the sound in there too, right?"

"Stelle" asked.

Bai Xuan nodded and used a little trick to help "Stelle" turn the handle.

The classical door opened slowly along the trajectory prescribed by the bearings, revealing the secrets inside to the two alien visitors.

The floor surface was spotless, the quilt on the bed had no wrinkles, and the trash can was empty; it didn't look like anyone was living here at all.

"Da da da..."

Bai Xuan and "Stelle" stood in place, yet footsteps sounded.

"Stelle" was shocked and pulled a baseball bat from the void.

"The rules are... woo woo woo—"

Before she could finish, the girl's soft lips were blocked by Bai Xuan.

Inside the empty room, a strange man's voice sounded.

"I went to check."

"There's nothing in Room 237. He must just be too bored and wanted to get our attention, so he deliberately made himself look like that."

There seemed to be a woman in the room—she sighed melancholically, her voice trembling:

"No, dear. Let's go, there must be something in this hotel..."

Yes, there must be something in this hotel...

These two talking were the dirty things...

"Stelle" muttered to herself.

Then there was an unsettling silence.

But soon, the furious man tore this dead silence to shreds:

"I will never leave here! No one can make me leave here!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and the anomaly disappeared.

Then "Stelle" turned her head to look at Bai Xuan, her golden eyes showing both curiosity and worry, not knowing whether to stop there or continue exploring.

"Still continuing?"

"Continue, even if it's a ghost, could it be more dangerous than a Doomsday Beast?"

"Stelle" nodded, exited the room, locked the door, and continued to press her ear against the adjacent door panel, carefully identifying the sounds within.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Muffled sounds came from the room from time to time.

That was the unique sound of some kind of rubbery hard object—likely some kind of ball—hitting a hollow brick wall.

"Thud!"

Then, the object landed on the wooden floor and "rolled" toward the depths of the room.

It seemed someone picked up the sphere and threw it again: another "bang," "thud," and then "rolling."

Picked up, thrown, "bang," "thud," "rolling"... this cycle repeated, with no sign of stopping.

Bai Xuan reached out his right hand, pressed it on the doorknob, and curled his four fingers, hooking onto the metal part.

With just a gentle force, a twist downward, he would face the strange room again.

"Do you want to confirm?"

"Mm."

"Stelle" nodded up and down continuously, like a lucky cat.

This was a chance to be alone with Bai Xuan; if she really met a ghost, she wouldn't feel the ghost was scary, but would have to thank the other party for giving her a suitable reason to act spoiled.

The corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Click—creak—"

The door was opened again.

Without any surprise, the room was unoccupied.

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Thus, the two continued to walk toward another room.

The room was filled with a woman's sobbing; she seemed to be begging someone for something.

Clara looked at the old grandpa appearing again with some curiosity, her red eyes somewhat dull, as if because the way the latter disappeared and reappeared was too magical, just like those existences with supernatural powers in stories.

At this time, a hoarse and harsh, strange voice sounded chillingly:

"Danny isn't here, Mrs. Torrance."

The woman seemed startled—her incessant crying stopped abruptly.

Bai Xuan and "Stelle" walked toward another room.

There seemed to be a man and a woman arguing loudly about something in the room, but the words were extremely broken, and it was impossible to distinguish without listening carefully.

"Dear, that was just a nightmare..."

The woman's voice was slightly soft, but the man was somewhat hysterical.

"You have no idea how terrifying the things I dreamed of were! I was holding an axe, and then..."

"Wake up, it was just a dream!" The woman seemed to be crying, "Look at you, you've scared the child!"

Subsequently, the two's argument was completely drowned out by the child's sharp crying.

Suddenly, a chilling coldness came from the back of their necks, as if someone had pressed a sharp blade against the skin there.

"Who's there?!"

"Stelle" turned around suddenly, looking behind her vigilantly, swinging her baseball bat, ready to attack.

She wasn't as panicked as one might imagine; the instantly secreted adrenaline accelerated her breathing, heart rate, and blood flow, dilated her pupils, and made her thinking agile.

The power of "Destruction" hidden within her gave her the possibility of destroying all enemies.

"Calm down." Bai Xuan spread his hands, "It's me, there's no one else."

"Stelle" breathed a sigh of relief, but Bai Xuan's second half of the sentence was only just spoken—

"What we encountered is likely not people from the present..."

"According to folklorists and occult enthusiasts, these are ghosts, but in reality, these should be residual images left behind by the influence of the 'Stellaron' power."

Hearing this, "Stelle" knew her chance had come.

She took the opportunity to lean forward, hiding under Bai Xuan's black robe, and then vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

Nothing.

"Stelle" let out a breath, and her tense mood relaxed.

Bai Xuan was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses; "Stelle" was really getting better and better at pulling stunts.

Just when "Stelle" thought the matter was over, she saw Bai Xuan beside her raise his pure black eyes, his gaze falling on the end of the hotel corridor.

Yes, there was indeed something here. ===== CHAPTER 262 =====