Chapter 176: House Of Evil Ghosts
She perhaps knew why her “teammates” hadn’t come to find her.
They knew that tonight, 302 would undergo some change, and they were unwilling to come.
This meant that the 302 she was in now was even more terrifying than for her three teammates!
“This is really… the worst possible news.”
【So, shall we make a transaction?】
The parchment sensed the despair rising in Lu Jinzhao’s heart at this moment and appeared at the right time.
“No, it’s not time to die yet.”
Lu Jinzhao refused.
【What’s the difference?】
The parchment was puzzled.
【It’s just a matter of time anyway.】
“Are all Class A Platforms this difficult?” Lu Jinzhao sighed, feeling a bit numb in her heart.
【More or less?】
【But others have teammates, you don’t.】
That was the biggest difference.
With a few more passengers, even if they weren’t stronger than her, wouldn’t that mean a few more substitute deaths?
Besides, those who could come to the Class A Platform almost all had fates and relatively reliable supernatural items, which could provide some cooperation to a greater or lesser extent.
Only Lu Jinzhao had been directly pulled in when she had hardly any supernatural props and her fate wasn’t fully prepared.
This meant that the original purpose of this platform was to put her to death.
“Because I absorbed that Ghost Infant’s bone?”
【You know the answer.】
【I reminded you not to use it.】
Lu Jinzhao raised her hand and threw the corpse in her hand into another 302, then went to carry another corpse.
【It’s useless.】
The parchment seemed convinced she was about to die and gave a leisurely hint.
【Wherever the corpses are, it’s the same.】
【But you really should be fortunate that you figured out at the most appropriate time that your teammates weren’t human.】
Lu Jinzhao keenly detected a schadenfreude flavor in the parchment’s words.
“Why do you say that?”
She asked while continuing to carry the corpses.
Blood water kept dripping from the ceiling, and Lu Jinzhao inevitably got drenched.
【If you had figured out too early that they were ghosts, when 302 hadn’t transformed to this extent yet, under the rules, they could still come to 302 at night, and 302 wouldn’t reject them.】
【If you had figured out too late that they were ghosts, under the influence of you, the only real human, the apartment would gradually recognize their tenant identities, and now you’d have to face not just 302, but other rooms as well.】
【But you’re really lucky; you exposed their ghost identities at the right time. They are neither recognized by the apartment nor by 302, which actually created an opportunity for you.】
【But this opportunity can only let you survive until the last night falls.】
The parchment was convinced Lu Jinzhao absolutely wouldn’t survive tonight and condescendingly answered questions for this person about to die.
But it only talked about things that had become set in stone, unwilling to reveal any more information related to the “way to survive.”
But Lu Jinzhao believed that even if this mission was issued specifically to kill her, there must still be a slim chance of survival.
It’s just that she wasn’t sure if she had already missed the way to survive or hadn’t found it yet.
【Hey, stop moving that broken corpse; I told you, it’s useless!】
The parchment saw Lu Jinzhao still carrying corpses and couldn’t hold back anymore.
【You’re about to die; I suggest you say a few more words to me at the end, leave any last words to explain, and I might mercifully help you deliver them.】
The blood water had risen to half the thickness of her soles; cold sweat beaded on Lu Jinzhao’s forehead—not from exhaustion of carrying corpses, but because when she stepped in the blood pool, her brain kept emitting sharp bursts, as if she were in purgatory, her feet on the knife-edge of death.
Panic erupted from the depths of her heart; her complexion was pale, and she tried her best to control her body from trembling due to the almost uncontrollable negative emotions.
This wasn’t normal; she shouldn’t feel this afraid, this terrified; it had exceeded her perception limit.
Even in such a situation, Lu Jinzhao could still judge that 302 was affecting her emotions.
“I have nothing to say.”
When Lu Jinzhao said this, she found her teeth chattering, making her tone sound somewhat weak and feeble.
She threw the last corpse into another 302 room and then closed the door.
This rare, almost fragile tone actually made the parchment pause for a moment.
【Haha, scared, huh?】
【Scared and still not trading with me quickly?】
【Even two-thirds of the soul—since it’s your body, you would still be the dominant one, unless you sell your entire soul.】
The parchment said seriously.
“What if I die here?”
Lu Jinzhao looked at the slowly rising tide in the room and the constantly dripping blood water, asking in a low voice.
【Then your body is mine.】
“Oh?”
Lu Jinzhao, weak and surprised: “Then why trade with me? Why not just take my corpse directly?”
【What do you know?】
The parchment scoffed.
【More souls are naturally more beneficial to me!】
【Otherwise, why wouldn’t I just kill you directly?】
【Besides, compared to dying on a Class A Platform, I’d rather you go to the death platform; dying there would be more useful.】
【So, how about it? Let’s make a transaction? Otherwise, you’re really about to die.】
【I’m not scaring you.】
Lu Jinzhao chuckled lightly: “I refuse.”
The parchment immediately flew into a rage.
【Then just wait to die!】
【Serves you right! Go die!】
【I’ll clap for you!】
How would a piece of parchment clap?
This sentence rolled in her throat and was swallowed back by Lu Jinzhao.
She felt it was better not to waste energy bickering with the parchment.
The blood water was still rising relentlessly, the “rain” falling heavier and heavier; the sense of crisis in Lu Jinzhao’s heart was like a burst mercury thermometer, almost unable to make any sound.
Lu Jinzhao raised her palm to catch a few drops of rain, then noticed that most of the blood water slid off her hand, with a very small portion soaking into her body just like on those corpses.
She realized this was perhaps because her body had been modified by the Ghost Bone, making it closer to a corpse than living people?
When the blood water rose to her ankles, the anomaly finally reemerged.
The water surface, already rippling constantly from the “rain,” suddenly surged, as if something was struggling beneath the murky blood water.
Then, a familiar corpse that had once been embedded in the sofa crawled out from the “ground.”
The blood water seemed to connect every 302 room; after the first corpse struggled out from the water surface, soon came the second, the third, then… the fourth.
The parchment let out a sinister laugh at this moment.
【Hee hee】
【Do you still remember how many times you opened the door to 302 and created how many new 302s?】
Created…?
Lu Jinzhao felt a chill in her heart; she didn’t say it out loud, but she got the answer.
She had at least, through switching spaces, created 26 Room 302s!
