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The Oiran Ghost did not have the chance to unleash her power for long.
She barely managed to take a second step.
A large, pitch-black hand suddenly reached out from the room of the Oiran Ghost.
That hand, like a hobbyist carefully handling a model, grasped the Oiran Ghost's body and began to drag her slowly into the dark abyss of the room.
Though the Oiran Ghost struggled desperately between its fingers, it was all in vain.
Before long, she was pulled inside.
Outside, time seemed to rewind.
Lin Xun could visibly see the door slowly materializing from thin air, firmly returning to its frame.
At that moment, white forbidden characters suddenly appeared on the door.
Once formed, the white characters abruptly turned red, growing larger and bolder.
The surroundings fell back into silence.
Everything seemed as if nothing had ever happened.
"Frosted black..." Hua Tian suddenly murmured those four words.
Lin Xun snapped back to reality and turned sharply to Hua Tian.
"What do you mean?"
He had also noticed this detail.
But he was not sure.
"That hand belongs to a woman; it has been well cared for, and the nails are painted!" Hua Tian's tone was unusually certain.
"The nail color is matte black?"
Hua Tian nodded.
"And matte black can generally only be done at a nail salon! You can't achieve that effect at home!"
No wonder Lin Xun felt something was off when he observed that hand earlier.
It turned out to be because of this...
If the nails on that hand were done in a way that could only be achieved at a nail salon, it meant that the owner of that hand was very likely human.
But how could a human have such large hands?
...
At this moment, Xie Tengfei's team felt as if they had survived a disaster.
Many were crying in each other's arms, some began to pray, others started bowing, and some even began writing their wills...
Xie Tengfei was drenched in cold sweat from fear.
The moment the Oiran Ghost appeared, it nearly triggered his heart condition.
Fortunately, he hadn't drunk much water today; even if he had been scared to the point of wetting himself, there was no reserve.
He got up from the ground and comforted everyone, saying, "Don't be afraid! That was just a game bug! The system has already fixed the bug!"
However, the sudden appearance of the Ghost Bride shattered his authority.
Especially for Qiu Ning!
Qiu Ning was the closest to the BOSS room, and it was after she expressed her fear that the Oiran Ghost appeared...
What a cruel blow it was to her young heart.
Upon hearing Xie Tengfei's reassurance, she immediately protested.
"You just said the BOSS wouldn't come out! Which of your words is true?"
As she questioned Xie Tengfei, she wiped away the tears on her face.
Xie Tengfei's expression changed instantly upon hearing Qiu Ning's accusation.
"If you don't want to team up with me, you can leave!"
"Little Qiu Ning is scared too; how can you respond to her like that?"
A Little Chubby stepped forward from the team.
Little Chubby was chubby and fair-skinned, wearing a black T-shirt on top and harem pants on the bottom, paired with black Martin boots. He sported a gold chain around his neck and several gold rings on his fingers.
When he spoke, a wave of hip-hop energy radiated from him.
His name was Jin Zhuo.
Profession: Guide.
Qiu Ning, although not a professional in the N Card field, still had blank professional skills that needed to be completed through skill tasks before they could manifest.
Moreover, she had shaken Xie Tengfei's leadership position.
Thus, Xie Tengfei had already begun to consider abandoning her.
"What? You think I'm wrong? You can leave with him if you want!"
Xie Tengfei showed no mercy.
In the entire map, the only thing that required a Guide was the warehouse.
Since they had already been to the warehouse, this Guide was no longer needed.
...
"Wow, what a move! Killing the donkey after unloading the cart, impressive!"
"The old man is quite a character! But people like him usually don't last long!"
"Why do I see my leader's shadow in that old man..."
"Hey upstairs, aren't you afraid your leader is in this Live Broadcast room?"
Lin Xun clearly heard the infighting from the third floor while he was on the second floor. Naturally, the audience in the Danmaku also heard it.
Hua Tian's face showed a hint of panic. "Lin Xun, you won't abandon me, will you..."
Lin Xun glanced at Hua Tian but chose to ignore her.
He looked at the remaining time; there were still 18 minutes left.
After a moment of contemplation, he walked straight to the door of Winter Plum.
"What are you going to do?"
Hua Tian noticed that Lin Xun's target seemed to be...
She hurried to Lin Xun's side, trying to stop him.
But just as she reached the doorway, Lin Xun opened the door.
The room of Winter Plum was almost identical in layout to Qiu Ju's room.
Lin Xun did not step inside; instead, he observed the arrangement within.
"If you don't go in, the Game Level won't be triggered."
He didn't really want to explain that.
It was just that Hua Tian was gripping his arm so tightly that he suspected his bones might break...
This woman looked petite, yet her strength was surprising.
Hua Tian's expression softened somewhat, but her hands remained clenched.
"You'd better let go."
Hua Tian shook her head vigorously.
Lin Xun sighed, "I warned you..."
In the next moment, he took a step forward and entered the room of Winter Plum.
Hua Tian was compelled to step over the threshold alongside him.
The moment they entered the room on all fours, the furnishings within vanished without a trace.
Before them lay a bed.
Yes.
A bed.
And nothing but a bed.
They found themselves on an enormous pink bed.
The bed was as large as the room itself.
Four bedposts supported the entirety of the space.
Pink drapes adorned the walls, pink sheets covered the floor, and overhead hung a massive pink embroidery depicting a pattern of dragon and phoenix in harmony.
The scene was warm yet eerie...
"Let go of me... You're going to injure my hand, and that won't benefit you!"
As they entered the room, Hua Tian transformed into a koala, clinging tightly to Lin Xun's arm.
"I won't!"
"You promised to follow my orders. If you don’t..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Hua Tian immediately released his grip.
"Don't abandon me!"
She paused for a moment, and suddenly a red rope appeared in her right hand. The rope was about twenty centimeters long, a vivid red, with golden runes faintly writhing on its surface...
"Escape Red Rope?"
Hua Tian stuffed the red rope into Lin Xun's hand.
"This is for you!"
"I don't need it." Lin Xun returned the red rope to Hua Tian.
One should never owe a favor; everything must be repaid.
Especially in this Death Game.
Taking an Escape Red Rope meant there would be something to repay in the end!
Hua Tian rubbed the red rope in her hand, her peripheral vision constantly assessing Lin Xun.
"I thought you would ask me why I only bought one."
"Is it because your Points are only enough to buy one?" Lin Xun's gaze drifted forward, where in the distance, white gauze floated ethereally, and within that hazy mist, there seemed to be a clear yet indistinct shadow.
Hua Tian was taken aback. "You actually guessed it?"
"I was just making a guess; I didn't truly know. If you hope to move me with this one and only Escape Red Rope, I advise you, there's no need."
Hua Tian bit her lower lip.
Her own thoughts had been exposed by the other party.
"You really are, in every sense of the word, quite unlovable!" Hua Tian wrinkled her nose.
Though she muttered this, her hand remained firmly grasping Lin Xun's wrist.
"Likewise."
Lin Xun spoke without looking at Hua Tian.
Instead, he continued walking forward, where white gauze fell from the ceiling to the bed below.
Pink and white were colors that should harmonize.
Yet at this moment, they seemed to be in stark contrast.
The pink bedspread resembled earth stained with blood.
The white gauze hung like silk ribbons on tree branches.
Everything was left with a sense of bleakness, terror, and solitude...
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