Chapter 153 Like an Illusion

At Wu Xiaoting's home.

Shen Yuan was holding a camera in one hand and gripping the wooden ladder with the other, climbing towards the two heads above.

Wu Xiaoting, holding onto the wooden ladder below, asked with some concern, "Xiaoyuan, what are you doing? There's nothing up there..." Shen Yuan remained silent.

Her friend's head was still there, and tears were streaming down her face.

She wanted to take her head off.

Can it be taken off? Can it be switched back? How? Will Wu Xiaoting wake up after it's switched back?

If she wakes up, will she still be the same Wu Xiaoting?

Shen Yuan stared intently at the pale, tear-streaked head on the screen, her lips trembling slightly.

She slowly extended her right hand and touched Wu Xiaoting's head.

Cold, soft.

An incredibly realistic tactile experience.

It felt like I was actually touching the head of someone who had just died.

But there was nothing in front of her, as if she were just touching a slightly soft wall.

But the next moment, Shen Yuan felt her brain go blank for a moment. The camera in her hand fell to the ground, and she lost control and fell off the escalator.

"Huh? Hey, hey, hey!"

Wu Xiaoting caught the camera that was thrown at her head, but the next second, she saw Shen Yuan coming at her. She quickly threw the camera toward the bed and opened her arms.

"Thump!"

Wu Xiaoting fell to the ground, feeling dizzy from the impact, but fortunately, she caught Shen Yuan.

After a while, Wu Xiaoting finally recovered. She shook Shen Yuan, who was lying on top of her, and asked, "Are you alright, Xiao Yuan?" With her shaking, Shen Yuan slowly opened her eyes.

Shen Yuan pushed herself up from the floor, but instead of climbing, she crawled directly towards the door. At that moment, extreme fear filled her face. She crawled forward a few steps before staggering to her feet, stopping just before she reached the doorway. She leaned against the door, staring blankly at her hands.

Just a moment ago, a flood of fragmented dreams poured into her mind.

These fragmented memories cannot be pieced together into a coherent whole; there are people, ghosts, and monsters.

Even now, Shen Yuan has not recovered from the dizzying sensation. At this moment, everything in front of her seems like a shattered mirror, with each shard showing a different image.

"vomit"

Overwhelmed by dizziness and nausea, she collapsed to her knees at the doorway and vomited, nearly emptying her stomach and intestines, leaving only bile. "Are you alright?" Wu Xiaoting's voice rang out from behind her.

Wu Xiaoting's voice seemed to instantly activate some of Shen Yuan's memories. She remembered the clock, the head hanging on the wall, and the fact that she had touched Wu Xiaoting's head.

Fragmented memories are slowly being pieced together at this moment.

The footsteps behind her grew closer and closer. Shen Yuan suddenly turned around, and through her messy bangs, she seemed to see a clock-shaped monster running towards her.

"Don't come any closer!"

Shen Yuan staggered out of the door, almost bumping into the stair railing, and quickly walked downstairs.

"what!"

Just then, a scream made Shen Yuan turn around.

Behind them, there were no clock monsters on the stairs.

Unaware of what had happened, Wu Xiaoting, who had chased after Shen Yuan out of concern for her, accidentally stepped on Shen Yuan's vomit as she went downstairs, causing her to stumble forward.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion: Wu Xiaoting's face, her suspended body, the cement steps on the ground.

"Thump"

A heavy thud was heard as Wu Xiaoting's head slammed down at Shen Yuan's feet, splattering blood everywhere.

Shen Yuan froze on the spot.

Her whole body was trembling like a leaf, and she was breathing rapidly. She slowly lowered her head and looked at the girl lying on the ground, blood gushing from her forehead.

What on earth happened?

Why...why is this happening?

Telephone... 120...

Shen Yuan wanted to bend down, but she had no first aid knowledge. She knew she shouldn't touch the other person to avoid causing further injury. She frantically reached into her pocket, but couldn't find her phone.

In...in the room, the phone is on Wu Xiaoting's desk...

Shen Yuan bypassed the bleeding girl's body and ran up the stairs. She rushed into Wu Xiaoting's room, ran towards the desk, and picked up the white phone that was on the desk.

120......120......

Shen Yuan quickly pressed the 120 button on her phone, but her hand froze just before she pressed the green call button. Had she seen something before entering the room?

Shen Yuan turned her head back little by little... through the messy hair covering her face.

She saw that Wu Xiaoting was lying on the bed.

She stretched as if she had just been woken up.

she was

Resurrected.

"He pounced on him and threw a punch, but it had little effect. The spot where the axe struck was still bleeding. Wen Yan's movements were getting slower and slower, so he threw another punch."

"Wen Yan seems to be losing patience. Oh, he collapsed. Hmm? In the DV camera, there's movement on the wall behind him."

"Wen Yan's body is becoming blurry, almost translucent. The head at the back is starting to grow a body again... it's translucent, starting from the internal organs. Oh, it's finished growing and has fallen off. He seems to have been resurrected, just like Wu Xiaoting."

In a room on the fifteenth floor of the Longting International Hotel, two men sat around a candle.

One of the men was commentating on the "battle situation" at some point, as if he were giving a live football commentary. However, he wasn't wearing headphones, nor was he looking at any screen; it was as if he was commentating out of thin air.

"Like Wu Xiaoting?" The man opposite him frowned in thought, seemingly a little confused about the principle behind this resurrection. Wang Xinran had already explained to him during their earlier discussion that she had seen Wu Xiaoting's resurrection from Shen Yuan at noon, but she didn't know what happened afterward.

Because Wu Xiaoting touched Shen Yuan's head, although she didn't intentionally damage it, Wu Xiaoting still caused serious harm to the white worms in Shen Yuan's brain, making Wang Xinran's vision somewhat distorted.

Now, Wang Xinran has basically severed all contact with the white worm in Shen Yuan's mind. In order to help Shen Xing protect Shen Yuan, she can only send a dozen or so relatively idle people to track and protect her.

Wu Xiaoting seemed to have fallen into a coma again, as if she had returned to a dream, and was now being cared for by her mother.

Shen Xing lowered his head in deep thought.

The power outage and the hunting operation cannot be delayed for too long; today's torrential rain has provided excellent cover.

Shen Xing couldn't let Wen Yan continue researching the abilities of the wooden house clock. In another day, Shen Xing couldn't even imagine how far Wen Yan would develop the abilities of the wooden house clock.

He didn't believe this was a true resurrection... The clock was still hanging above Wen Yan's head. Judging from Wu Xiaoting's experience, Wen Yan was at least in the second or even higher level of the dream.

But he can directly control his physical body in his dreams... Just based on this alone, his mastery of the supernatural far surpasses Wu Xiaoting's. This hunt must be carried out no matter what, to ensure Wen Yan's death.

Even if it really comes down to arson.

Wen Yan must also die in the building.

Especially after learning about the "resurrection" feature.

Now, he needs [02-Puppet] and Wang Xinran to test out all of Wen Yan's characteristics.

If all goes well, Shen Xing might not even need to take the field himself. He doesn't want things to escalate to the point where he has to.

Whether in Wu Xiaoting's home or on the top floor of the hotel, the head hanging on the wall seems to be the key.

Shen Xing initially thought the other head hanging in Wu Xiaoting's house belonged to Wen Yan, and even had Wang Xinran send someone to investigate... But now it seems that the owner of that head is someone else.

So who exactly is it?

"Let the doll swallow that head on the wall and see what happens."

Shen Xing spoke to the man in front of him.