Chapter 232 Specious
As the prophecy came true, in the following time, this “world” shrank faster and faster.

It started with the entire prison, then 2/3, and then 1/3. The basketball court and the washroom were all squeezed out. The constantly melting time and space drove Ning Zhe to move continuously towards the center of this invisible cage, until all he could see was a lonely prison building.

A flying bird landed on the top of the building. Ning Zhe looked around and saw countless identical buildings standing in all directions. At this moment, he knew that he had been waiting for it.

Under the pursuit of the inverted ghost and the plot of Fenwu, he finally held on until this moment, the moment when Tu Yu was exhausted.

Although this time he ran out of energy a little too quickly.

“Before in Taoyuan City, Tu Yu was able to pull the entire urban area into a strange world for several days. In the end, he took the initiative to lift the blockade, but this time he seemed to be exhausted especially quickly.” Ning Zhe tried to collect as much useful information as possible from any possible angle.

Is it because too many people were pulled into this strange world this time, causing Tu Yu’s burden to increase?

Or is it because of other strange invasions that Tu Yu’s control over the situation has weakened?
Or maybe… he is not exhausted at all, and just wants to force me to show up?
Either possibility makes sense. Ning Zhe thought about it and did not delve into this issue. He now needs to worry about another problem. The world shrinking to a building means that he will officially meet Fen Wu.

As Ning Zhe approached the side door of the prison building, he heard a low cry.

“Woo…Woo…”

The deep voice was a man’s voice, echoing in the empty building, giving Ning Zhe a bad feeling, familiar yet strange. Ning Zhe looked in the direction of the sound, and found that the crying sound came from the direction of the toilet.

——In order to prevent prisoners from escaping through pipes and to reduce costs, Chenyugu Prison does not equip each single cell with a toilet or chamber pot. Instead, the prisoners are concentrated in the public toilet on the first floor and then go back to the cell to sleep. The whole process is monitored by prison guards and surveillance cameras. There is no privacy at all, although the prisoners don’t have such things anyway.

“Wuwuwu…wuwu…”

The man’s cry was low and hoarse, coming intermittently from the toilet on the first floor. Ning Zhe walked inside and looked around the cell. In each cell, the prisoners who had not yet gone to bed looked at him curiously, as if they wanted to ask something but did not dare to open their mouths.

“There is no mass death among the prisoners here, otherwise they would not be so calm.” Ning Zhe came to a conclusion in his mind.

There is only one explanation for this situation – after he got rid of the Lamp-blowing Ghost, it did not continue to kill people in prison, at least not on a large scale one after another. Instead, it quickly targeted someone it could not kill, and kept haunting him like a ghost, just like it had haunted itself before.

“But why does the Lamp-Blowing Ghost want to pester Fenwu?” Ning Zhe was a little confused.

Among the upgraded people he had met, whether it was Lan Shiwen, Bai Fugui, Duan Geng, or Van Dyke, they all paid great attention to maintaining and exercising their bodies. Even the old guy Ji Bochang had maintained his health to a youthful appearance with white hair. Only the young man Yu Ziqian would indulge in sensual pleasures.

As an ascender, is Fenwu’s health so bad that his Yang Fire is weaker than all the prisoners in the prison?
Or is Fenwu a woman?

woman……

A flash of inspiration flashed through his brain, and Ning Zhe quickly came to a single cell, took out his pistol and asked, “Is the prison guard who untied the ghost before a man or a woman?”

“He, he was wearing a hat and the light here was dim, so I couldn’t see clearly…” Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in his hand, the prisoner answered tremblingly.

The prisoner in the next cell also came over and said, “Although he has short hair and can’t see his face clearly, but I see that his clothes are loose, and he looks like a slim woman. I just don’t know why his voice is a little hoarse.”

“Don’t interrupt me unless I ask.” Ning Zhe glanced at the prisoners in the cell and already had an idea in his mind.

Going down to the first floor and avoiding the prisoners’ sight, Ning Zhe turned into Yu Ziqian again, came to the toilet door and closed his eyes.

The lights in the prison were off late at night, and Terang could not see anything here. Only his own shadow silently left his body. The dark two-dimensional figure slipped into the public toilet through the gap between the door and the floor and found the source of the crying. It was a woman in a prison guard uniform, standing motionless in front of the washbasin in the public toilet, looking at herself in the mirror, crying.

——There is a large mirror on the wall opposite the sink, where the prisoners wash up together every morning.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

The crying sound echoed in the empty corridor. It was clearly a woman, but the deep voice sounded like a man.

Ning Zhe’s shadow was stuck to the ceiling. His two eyes, one gold and one silver, opened quietly. In the mirror on the wall, he saw a tearful female face. Her eyes had turned red from crying, and her blank eyes were full of confusion.

“…I, I am strict rather than lenient?”

“No… No, I’m not strict rather than lenient, I’m not…”

“I am angry. I am not strict or lenient. I…”

While crying, the female prison guard talked to herself in front of the mirror, repeating the same words over and over again, blaming herself in the mirror, tears streaming down her face.

Snapped–

Ning Zhe stood outside the door and snapped his fingers.

Nothing happens.

The female prison guard was still standing in front of the sink, talking to herself in front of the mirror, sometimes covering her face and crying, sometimes asking questions in a harsh voice, and sometimes doubting herself.

Looking at this strange scene, Ning Zhe seemed to understand something in his heart.

The shadow attached to the ceiling moved down a little, and Ning Zhe locked his eyes on the chest of the female prison guard. A plastic work badge was hung in front of the loose uniform, with the ID photo of the prison guard named “Yan Yukuan” and his job position on it.

The moment he saw this ID photo, Ning Zhe’s breathing became a little lighter.

It was such a familiar face… The eyebrows, nose bridge, lips, and face shape were all 80% similar to the female prison guard in the mirror. The only difference was that Yan Yukuan’s appearance was a little tougher, while the female prison guard’s face was softer. Apart from that, there was no other difference. They looked like a pair of twin brother and sister from the same mother.

Apart from their gender, the two look almost identical.

“I am strict rather than lenient? I am not strict rather than lenient…but I am strict rather than lenient…No, I am angry, I am not strict rather than lenient…”

The female prison guard stood in front of the mirror, muttering nervously, her nails leaving bloody marks on her face.

“She is not angry.”

Ning Zhe leaned against the wall, a piercing chill running down his spine, and murmured:
“She just… thought she was angry.”

(End of this chapter)