Chapter 463: Strange World (Seeking monthly votes at the start of the month)

Gabriel in Room 309 scanned the street diagonally opposite casually and suddenly saw Jenna, who was dressed as a female mercenary.

He was stunned for a moment, then hugged Safali and moved away from the window.

Until this moment, Jenna, who felt like she was dreaming, woke up, retreated two steps instinctively, and hid in the shadows brought by the building.

At the same time, her mind was a mess, and one thought after another flashed through:

"That's Gabriel?

"I saw him again... Didn't he become a monster and go to the 'Hostel'?

"Is this the 'Hostel'? Is the Golden Rooster Hotel the 'Hostel'?

"No, the Golden Rooster Hotel in reality, in the true sense, is definitely not the 'Hostel,' otherwise Xia Er and that secret organization with Tarot cards as code names would have discovered it long ago...

"This is the reflection of the Golden Rooster Hotel, or the Golden Rooster Hotel painted somewhere?"

Jenna combined the information she grasped and made a guess quickly.

But between thoughts, she felt that this wasn't quite right:

The Golden Rooster Hotel used the naming method of 207, 305, etc., to distinguish different rooms, while in the prophecy made by Bouvard's corpse, Vazan Sanson was in Room 7, and Pualis de Roquefort was in Room 12, which didn't correspond.

There should be some problems in the middle!

Jenna withdrew her gaze from the fake Golden Rooster Hotel and sized up the situation around her.

She saw that it was exactly the same as the messy street here, and the corresponding buildings were all in the correct positions, whether high or low, or crooked, or crumbling, but standing tall.

On the street, peddlers were hawking meat pies, sour wine, and other items, and pedestrians were coming and going, very lively.

If it weren't for seeing Gabriel just now, if it weren't for the whole process of falling "down" during the "coming," Jenna would definitely have thought she had returned to the ground, returned to the messy street.

She sized up the pedestrians and peddlers carefully and finally found something not quite right.

These people's eyes were slightly empty, their expressions only changed within a fixed few, and many familiar faces disappeared at the end of the street, then circled from somewhere unknown and returned to the entrance of the messy street, repeating the process just now.

"Sure enough, it's fake... This is like a large-scale drama. Most humans and surrounding buildings are just background, and they are just background..." Jenna started from the drama performance she was most familiar with, trying to understand everything she saw.

She cast her gaze toward the fake Golden Rooster Hotel again, toward Room 207.

The curtains were drawn there, and it couldn't be seen whether there was a Lu Mian like a "mirror person."

Jenna deliberated for several seconds, gave up the idea of risking sneaking into the fake Golden Rooster Hotel for a detailed investigation, and prepared to turn this area around first, roughly grasping the overall situation to see if there was a road out.

She walked along the shadows by the street, cautiously going toward White Coat Street.

The layout here, the situation here, were strictly the same as the Honest Man Market District. Jenna almost didn't need to distinguish the road and returned to White Coat Street.

She walked and felt more and more frightened, even doubting whether the street she lived on normally was real or fake.

Jenna couldn't help but raise her head and look toward the high sky in the shadows.

There were blue sky and white clouds, a sun leaning west, and smoke puffing upward.

This both made Jenna feel a certain reality and helped her determine that this was not the real Market District.

She entered the underground to find Will in the middle of the night. She couldn't have fallen for a full twelve hours, right?

Jenna looked at Apartment 601 from opposite 3 White Coat Street.

She saw Franca, who was wearing a lady's shirt, holding deep red wine, and had flaxen long hair tied into a ponytail, standing by the glass window of the living room.

And behind Franca, Jenna herself, wearing a light blue dress, was busy tidying up, sometimes disappearing in the window area.

Seeing this scene, Jenna was not surprised, but her heart sank slowly:

There really were her and Franca!

Is this really the reflection of the Market District?

Jenna observed carefully for a while and confirmed that Franca was still used to using her right hand, thereby excluding the possibility of a "mirror person."

But similarly, the Franca and Jenna in Apartment 601 had eyes that revealed a little emptiness, repeating life according to established action trajectories without any changes.

Jenna looked out from the shadows while thinking about where an exit might exist.

She didn't have much experience and could only find inspiration from Lu Mian's narration and the dramas she had seen:

"Walk to the boundary, walk to the edge of this fake world and take a look?

"Since this place strictly corresponds to the Market District, well, at least this area of the messy street and White Coat Street strictly corresponds, shaped like a reflection, then is it possible to discover an exit as long as I find a different place?

"The church has always told us that we can hide in the church when encountering danger and accidents... I don't know what the St. Robert Church here looks like, whether it has God's protection, or whether it believes in the Black Sun? If it really is the Black Sun, then it belongs to a different place..."

Jenna decided to sneak to Market Avenue and see what state the St. Robert Church of the Church of "Eternal Blazing Sun" was in this strange world.

She didn't let herself be exposed to the pedestrians, residents on both sides, and hawking newsboys, and turned into Market Avenue slowly but cautiously through different shadows.

After moving forward for another distance, Jenna's gaze suddenly froze.

She saw a difference:

There was no Breeze Dance Hall on Market Avenue!

The place where that earthy yellow building and skull sculpture should have stood was pitch black, and even the sun in the high sky couldn't shine through.

In the black hole-like scene, bright red lines appeared from time to time, outlining slowly, then swallowed by the environment, not knowing where they sank.

The most different place is the Breeze Dance Hall? Xia Er said that there were things from ancient times underground in the Breeze Dance Hall, which were very evil... Jenna gazed at that pitch black, feeling that this should be the core of the problem.

She muttered silently:

"Walk into that darkness, and I can leave this strange world?

"But I have a vague premonition that it not only doesn't lead to safety but represents danger. I absolutely cannot enter rashly..."

As her thoughts turned, Jenna suddenly heard a noisy movement.

She hurriedly cast her gaze toward the other end of Market Avenue and saw several blurry figures floating in mid-air, emitting a faint light, checking every shadow and every place where humans could hide.

They also held a stack of papers in their hands, comparing them with the pedestrians on the road.

Jenna's heart tightened, and she suddenly had a guess:

Did the owner or guard of this world discover that the tunnel above collapsed and suspect that an outsider had entered, so they started a carpet-style search?

Jenna didn't know what abilities those blurry figures emitting faint light had, so she didn't dare to bet that they definitely couldn't see her hiding in the shadows, so she turned direction and returned to White Coat Street, intending to make a circle to go to the place that had already been searched.

However, the other side of White Coat Street also had the search of the blurry figures emitting faint light.

Jenna's heart beat faster, and in addition to nervousness, she had a method.

She turned into a building, sprinkled dust in a corner where no one could see, recited the incantation, and entered an invisible state.

Then, she ran wildly along the shadows by the street, grabbing before the blurry figures emitting faint light searched 3 White Coat Street, and sneaked into Apartment 601.

She waited patiently for dozens of seconds and followed the fake Jenna who acted according to the fixed process into the restroom.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the other party was cleaning the rag, Jenna, who was in an invisible state, took out a dagger and used the full-strength attack ability of the "Assassin."

Her figure was outlined, and her dagger plunged into the fake Jenna's back.

The fake Jenna wearing a light blue dress had her eyes bulge instantly, but her mouth and nose were completely covered by Jenna's left hand.

After struggling twice slightly, she completely lost her life.

Jenna didn't pull out the dagger, directly took off the fake Jenna's dress, changed into it herself, and relied on her rich experience in wearing worn-out clothes to cover the breakage at the back of the heart.

She then froze the fake Jenna with frost and hid her in the cabinet under the sink, not letting the blood overflow.

After doing these things, she rubbed the rag and, according to the details observed before, let her gaze empty slightly like the fake Jenna, repeating the process.

Not long after, the blurry figures emitting faint light floated outside the window of Apartment 601.

Jenna didn't raise her head, continued to tidy up the coffee table that had no debris long ago, only feeling two gazes like substance fall on her, accompanied by the sound of paper flipping.

Seven or eight seconds that made her extremely tormented passed, and the blurry figures emitting faint light searched the next household.

Jenna breathed a sigh of relief quietly, followed the fixed rhythm, and entered the restroom again.

After what happened just now, she felt that she couldn't wait any longer and must request assistance—if she relied on herself, even the suspected exit made her feel dangerous and didn't dare to approach, while other places had a large number of blurry figures emitting faint light "patrolling."

Those figures didn't seem to be too strong, and she could handle them, but once a battle occurred with them, it would inevitably attract the attention of the managers of this world.

And if this were the "Hostel," every evil god's gift-receiver who had moved in before could pose a threat to her, not to mention the "Lady of Night" Pualis who was sometimes a demigod and sometimes Sequence 5, and the true demigod "Ring-in-the-Middle" Vazan Sanson.

Jenna didn't contact the outside world to seek help at the beginning because she lacked methods and found it difficult to send information without leaving here. Now she was forced to do so and had to make some attempts:

"I don't know if the telegraph office here can play a role...

"Doesn't feel quite right...

"Uh... pray to the god, recite His honorific name in Hermes, hoping He can hear my request..."

Jenna's heart moved. Taking advantage of being in the restroom and cleaning the rag, she half-opened her arms and recited the honorific name of the "Eternal Blazing Sun":

"Great 'Eternal Blazing Sun,' Undying Light, Incarnation of Order, God of Contracts..."

As the low Hermes echoed, nothing changed around Jenna.

She regretted it a bit, regretted not making up her mind to believe in Mr. "Fool" at the same time after becoming a "Witch." If that were the case, she could have obtained Mr. "Fool's" honorific name from Lu Mian and could try it now.

Hu... Jenna exhaled, reached into the secret pocket of the light blue dress, and took out the lucky gold coin.

She felt that she could only pin her hope on luck now, seeing if she could get a response without a complete honorific name by relying on luck.

Jenna held the lucky gold coin and prayed in a low voice in Hermes:

"Great Mr. 'Fool,' please help me leave here, please protect Trier..."

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Market District, Golden Rooster Hotel, Room 207.

Lu Mian suddenly woke up, feeling a bit of heat on his left chest.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 464 =====