Gamers Are Fierce-Chapter 706 - 704
The Ghost of Hidden Eye's breathing hitched, and thoughts exploded in his mind. What's going on? Who activated the elevator?
A player? Unlikely. Opening a room door during curfew is a major survival taboo, unless someone received a note with special content or heard that "one less" voice and is preparing to flee upwards.
An abnormal being? The hotel accommodation guide clearly stated that the hotel's elevator would activate its safety protection system between 01:11 and 06:07, during which entering the elevator is absolutely safe. This means abnormal beings can't use the elevator. Unless the rules have become invalidated.
So, was it the entity that made the "one less" sound? Is it the "hotel employee" mentioned by the kimono-clad woman, or some kind of anomaly within the hotel?
The Ghost of Hidden Eye's breath fogged up the inside of the security door, forming droplets on the surface. Through the Cat's Eye, he saw the elevator indicator needle start to rotate, the corresponding grids lighting up one by one: first floor, second floor, third floor...
The Ghost of Hidden Eye stared fixedly at the elevator indicator, silently counting the floors. He pressed a piece of paper against the security door panel, faithfully recording the scene he witnessed.
In theory, I've followed the note's instructions, fallen asleep, entered a dream, and somewhat haphazardly killed an abnormal entity in that dream, fulfilling the note's order. There shouldn't be any more trouble. But now, the fact that an abnormal being could have possibly infiltrated the elevator cabin calls the hotel's rules into serious question. Even completing the note doesn't guarantee absolute safety.
The needle kept rotating. The elevator rose from the first floor, stopping at the eighth.
The eighth floor... That player called 13MARK! 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
The Ghost of Hidden Eye felt a sliver of relief. Better him than me. The elevator didn't stop on floors two to seven. If what came up in the elevator is indeed a monster, then it targeting 13MARK could actually be good news—at least Black Holy Son and I would be safe...
CLICK—
The elevator indicator needle rotated again. In the Ghost of Hidden Eye's wide, shocked eyes, the reflection of the light grating above the elevator cabin began to shift again. After briefly stopping at the eighth floor, the elevator started its ascent once more: ninth floor... tenth floor... eleventh floor...
As the elevator indicator continued to shift to the right, the Ghost of Hidden Eye's scalp prickled, growing increasingly painful. He felt as if he sensed something; his left hand, holding the pen, trembled slightly, and the menacing Evil Qi around his demonic, towering form subsided, going dormant.
DING—
A bell rang as the elevator stopped on the twelfth floor.
The Ghost of Hidden Eye's breathing halted. He gripped the pen in his left hand so tightly he nearly cracked it, while his right hand firmly held the Naginata, ready to step back at any moment and make a sweeping slash. According to the information left by Danfei, the rooms weren't absolutely safe; the anomalies within the hotel could likely open doors.
CLACK!
The elevator door slowly opened. Through the Cat's Eye, the Ghost of Hidden Eye saw the being inside.
It was an old woman in red. Her skin was deathly pale, her figure tall and emaciated, her back hunched. Her deranged, smiling mouth revealed abnormally white teeth, its corners upturned almost to her ears. The red-robed old woman stood alone inside the elevator, her right hand braced against the wall, her left hand dangling at her side. The outer robe she wore emitted a sinister red glow under the elevator's light.
This is... the red-robed old woman Danfei described, the one he saw on the tenth floor who killed his brother!
The shock in the Ghost of Hidden Eye's heart was indescribable. Why would the red-robed old woman appear in the elevator? How did she bypass the elevator safety system mentioned in the hotel accommodation guide? Why has she come to the twelfth floor?
The Ghost of Hidden Eye gripped the Naginata tightly, black Evil Qi swirling and dancing around him. He was fully confident in his strength; even an Lv18 supernatural creature would be cleaved in two by an angry slash of his Naginata.
However, the Ghost of Hidden Eye didn't move. He just stood behind the door, peering through the Cat's Eye, silently facing off with the red-clad old woman.
Fear itself is always a player's greatest enemy. If I want to harm her, I'll have to open the door. But opening the door would be a rule violation and could lead to punishment. On the other hand, if I just stand at the door and observe, the risk is much lower. The other party was just on the eighth floor. Given the short time it would take for the elevator to restart, and the lack of any signs of battle on her, she probably hasn't come with the resolve to fight me to the death. She might not even attack. Acting blindly would only put me in a completely passive position.
The Ghost of Hidden Eye thought all this through in an instant. Holding his weapon and looking at the red-clad old woman in the elevator, he forcefully suppressed the urge to attack.
Finally, the elevator door closed, and the elevator climbed upward, leaving only the image of the red-clad old woman's smiling mouth lingering in the Ghost of Hidden Eye's mind.
The Ghost of Hidden Eye sighed deeply in his heart. What in the world is going on? Everything that's happened tonight is so inexplicable, eerie, and strange. He slowly withdrew his gaze.
"One is missing."
That ethereal, low voice sounded again, this time very clearly, coming from downstairs.
??? The Ghost of Hidden Eye's eyes widened in astonishment. I originally thought that voice came from the red-clad old woman, but it wasn't her!
Hesitantly, the Ghost of Hidden Eye pressed his eye close to the Cat's Eye to peer outside.
CREAK—
As the door to the stairwell on the left side of the twelfth floor was pushed open, several figures appeared in his field of vision.
They—or rather, *it*—were six gaunt, tall humanoids, three meters tall, almost reaching the corridor's ceiling. Their heads were topped with Bamboo Conical Hats, and their limbs and torsos were completely enshrouded in raincoats dripping with water, their faces indiscernible. These six figures stepping out of the staircase looked so frail, as if a gust of wind could blow them all down. Yet, in the Ghost of Hidden Eye's perception, these six figures were like black holes, devouring all external Energy.
Cold, indifferent, oblivious to their surroundings, as if they existed in another world.
"One is missing..." they muttered to themselves, moving forward along the corridor.
Along their path, the lights dimmed, the temperature dropped, and the carpet and the lampshades of the wall-mounted lights silently accumulated a thin layer of frost.
The Ghost of Hidden Eye didn't dare to draw a heavy breath. He quietly stepped back half a step, not even daring to write on his paper anymore.
Even though he hadn't fought them, a clear realization surfaced in the Ghost of Hidden Eye's mind: Unbeatable. Impossible to overcome.
No matter what they are or what they want, I've already completed the note's instructions. It's unlikely I'll be targeted further...
"One is missing..."
The gaunt figure walking at the front suddenly turned its head, looking towards Room 1208, which they had just passed. Beneath the raincoat that obscured most of its face, a low voice emitted, "Found it."
