Chapter 361 The Hanged Player
Step…step…step…

Heavy and slow footsteps came from down the stairs.

Compared with the normal human walking frequency, the frequency of this footstep is several times slower, as if every step is extremely difficult.

In other words, the person who is moving upwards is most likely not a human.

The hearts of several players were all hanging in the balance.

The repeater muttered, “Didn’t they say that it would be safe inside the hotel?”

The clumsy guy, the drunkard and the delivery man were all thinking quickly, thinking about what they should do in this situation.

No one wants this to happen, but since it has already happened, the only thing we can do is to think about how to deal with it.

Back to the bedroom?

Or go to the fourth floor?

Or, are there other options?

When faced with a situation where they don’t know which choice is the correct one, the clumsy ones just ask for help.

He asked hurriedly: “Sister Xiaoya, what should we do now?”

“If that thing comes up, will we be in danger?”

When you don’t know what to do, the best option is to seek help from others.

Since it concerns your own life and property, there is no need to care about your own face. Just throw away your pride and start begging for help.

Of course, he wasn’t sure whether the other party would pay attention to him.

Su Ming did say before that the ghost named Xiaoya would take care of them, but whether it would work or not depends on Xiaoya.

Xiaoya’s voice rang in their ears: “Come to the fourth floor, and don’t make any footsteps.”

Players felt relieved that they no longer had to make choices themselves.

Faced with Xiaoya’s instructions, they did not dare to be careless at all, and walked up the stairs as quietly as possible.

Fortunately, the footsteps coming up the stairs were very slow, giving them enough time to react.

After going up to the fourth floor.

Gulu gulu——

A head with long flowing hair rolled over from a distance and came in front of them.

Then, it rolled in the other direction.

Xiaoya’s voice sounded again; “Follow it.”

The light on this floor was very dim and nothing could be seen clearly. Only the constantly rolling head emitted a faint light, leading to a bright path.

They continued along this road, moving forward in the darkness.

Finally, we came to a corner where there was a row of operating tables.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled people’s nasal cavity.

On the operating table were bodies missing parts, with various parts scattered around.

Next to the operating table is a rusty metal rack, on which are placed various types of scalpels, pliers, saws, axes…

The smell was the familiar smell of a hospital, but the scene seemed like a crime scene.

The layout here made several players feel uncomfortable, just like domestic pigs being taken to a slaughterhouse for a visit, and they wanted to escape quickly.

However, the head stopped here and no longer moved forward.

Bad thoughts began to appear in their minds.

And Xiaoya’s voice also verified it; “Lie down on the table, don’t move.”

The clumsy ones’ scalps exploded, thinking that lying down was probably just the first step, and then they would start using the tools nearby to cut them into pieces!
Several players looked at each other, and no one dared to be the first.

Xiaoya urged, “Hurry up.”

“Otherwise, if they die, it has nothing to do with me.” She found this way for them to survive for Su Ming’s sake.

The people who came here were all minions of the old locust tree. She didn’t dare to confront them head-on. Moreover, she was not sure how they would treat them if they found these people.

In this situation, the only way to protect these people is to hide them.

This was all she could do. If they didn’t cooperate and ended up dying, it wouldn’t be her responsibility.

Doing this kind of thing is equivalent to deceiving the old locust tree and going against that madman, which is a huge risk.

The two of them are the most untouchable characters in Huaishu Town. No matter if it is a person or a taboo that provokes them, most of them will not have a good ending.

However, she really wanted to kill that madman, and she had already paid a certain amount of sunk costs for it. Now this behavior would only increase the cost slightly.

The players had no choice but to make up their minds and lie down on an operating table.

When lying on it, fear seemed to solidify into ice, connecting their bodies to the operating table, making it impossible to move even if they wanted to.

It was as if I had really died and turned into a cold corpse.

At this point, fear is no longer meaningful. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it has already become a foregone conclusion. The only thing we can do is to wait patiently.

Step…step…step…

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

The clumsy guy had his eyes open when he was lying on the bed, and the entrance to this floor was the only place with light.

From this angle, he could just see what was going on there.

I saw two humans with hemp ropes hanging around their necks, like puppets on strings, appearing there.

Why does this dress look so familiar?

He quickly realized that the clothes were very similar to theirs. They were both the uniforms of the Ghost Story Fans Association. The similar clothes foreshadowed their similar identities. In other words, the identities of these two people were the same as theirs. They were both players!

He focused his gaze above their heads, trying to find any trace of the player code, but there was nothing there.

After the player dies, he or she will be judged as having lost his or her player qualification by the horror game and will lose his or her player code.

In other words, both of them are dead, and their bodies have turned into some special ghosts.

No wonder I haven’t seen him before, it turns out he is dead!

I don’t know if we will follow in their footsteps and stay in this copy forever.

Those who are not good at playing games will inevitably feel a strong sense of grief and a deep sense of powerlessness.

Players are too insignificant in front of the ever-changing horror game copies. If they want to survive successfully, it is not something that can be achieved simply by working hard.

There are so few things that I can control.

The two bodies did not move forward, but stopped at the mouth.

An old and decayed voice came from above the two rope-carrying corpses: “Xiao Ya, do you know what happened in the town recently?”

Xiaoya’s voice replied, “There was an outsider named Miracle Master who came here and made a big fuss, and ended up killing the proprietress.”

There was some anger in the voice: “She died? Why didn’t you protect her? Why didn’t you die?”

The old locust tree was afraid that if the madman knew about this, he would punish him for it.

After all, that madman is the boss here, and the boss’s wife is his nominal wife.

“That miracle worker has several very powerful summons. I am no match for him at all.” Xiaoya was a little flustered, but all she could do was try to explain and describe in detail what happened at that time. “This is what happened at that time…”

Of course, the part about the cooperation between him and Su Ming naturally needs to be processed to a certain extent.

After listening to him, the old locust tree sneered, “Haha! Little girl, you are lying to me. I can tell.”

“I have lived much longer than you. Your little thoughts are simply too obvious to be hidden from me.”

“I want to hear the truth, before it’s too late.”

(End of this chapter)