bookcurios Chapter 168 Deserted Island Game 12
Chapter 168 Deserted Island Game 12
The two will then take on the final challenge - a horror haunted house.
His life has always been filled with loneliness. Due to bad luck, he has always been alone at home. During those long days, books and movies became his only companions, and horror movies were his only source of excitement.
He had watched every film of this kind on the market, without missing a single one. Over time, Duan Yizhou had built a solid defense against those illusory ghosts and spirits deep in his heart.
The two figures stopped in front of the haunted house. Duan Yizhou's sight was instantly locked on the white ghost wandering at the door. "This holographic projection is simply ingenious!" His voice was full of amazement, breaking the silence around them. "The sound effects are even more terrifying than in the movies."
Lingjiu curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said nothing.
They slowly stepped into the haunted house. Darkness enveloped them tightly. As they walked forward, a door suddenly appeared in front of them. Duan Yizhou took a deep breath, stepped forward, and pushed open the door to the unknown.
In an instant, an abandoned hospital unfolded before my eyes. Dim lights flickered in the darkness, and the pungent smell of disinfectant wafted into my nose, mixed with faint, miserable cries.
Then he noticed a wooden board next to the door. On it was written: "Clues about the NPC are hidden in the hospital. Go find them! You only have half an hour!"
Duan Yizhou glanced around the hospital, thinking to himself: This place is so huge, it's impossible to run through it in half an hour, let alone find clues. He turned to Lingjiu with some concern and said, "This hospital is too big, half an hour will be too short. I'm wondering if we should split up." After saying that, he looked at Lingjiu, wondering if Lingjiu would be afraid, so he continued, "If you are afraid, I will definitely not abandon you. We can go together."
Lingjiu shook his head slightly: "Let's separate! I'll find the top five floors, and you find the bottom five floors."
Seeing Lingjiu's determination, Duan Yizhou still had some concerns in his heart, but he nodded, his eyes full of seriousness: "Then you must be careful, this place is full of strange things. If there is any disturbance, don't hesitate, shout loudly, I will find you."
"Okay." Lingjiu responded, and the two of them ran towards the target floor, and their figures gradually disappeared in the dark and deep corridor.
Duan Yizhou started searching from the first floor, while Lingjiu swiftly ran straight to the top floor. After entering the monitoring room, she slowly sat down and began to carefully examine Duan Yizhou on the monitoring screen.
Duan Yizhou walked along the corridor on the first floor and soon encountered a group of wandering "doctors" and "nurses." They were dressed in tattered uniforms, their eyes empty, as if their souls had been drained away, leaving only their shells wandering aimlessly in this claustrophobic space like machines.
Duan Yizhou knew that the focus at the moment was to find clues, so he took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the slight ripples that might arise in his heart, concentrated all his attention, and pushed open the closed doors of the rooms without distraction. Then he walked in firmly and began to carefully explore every place where clues might be hidden.
During the search, some horrifying incidents occurred. When he pulled open a drawer or carefully opened a cabinet, a pale hand would suddenly stretch out from the darkness, or a bloody head would appear before his eyes without warning.
Although Duan Yizhou's heart suddenly sank and his body trembled slightly at that moment, he quickly regained his composure with his strong willpower. After all, judging from the current situation, these were merely "physical attacks" and had not caused him any substantial harm. He still had more important tasks to complete.
Time passed slowly, and Duan Yizhou carefully searched every room on the first floor. However, the clues he was looking for were nowhere to be found. A trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and his pace quickened as he hurried to the second floor.
In the monitoring room, Lingjiu stared intently at Duan Yizhou's impassive expression on the screen, feeling a surge of frustration for the first time. She'd expected the carefully orchestrated horror scene to scare him, but he remained surprisingly calm, undeterred. "Well, let me give you some more shocking news," Lingjiu's lips curled up, a sly glint in her eyes.
Duan Yizhou ascended to the second floor and was greeted by a vast, spacious room filled with corpses covered in white sheets. The pale sheets looked particularly eerie in the dim light.
Duan Yizhou stared at the scene before him, his brow furrowed tightly, his mind in a state of turmoil. His mind couldn't help but imagine what might be happening beneath the white cloth. Those twisted limbs, those hideous faces, the mere thought of them made him feel a little uneasy. He could even foresee himself being unable to eat for several days. He hesitated.
After a struggle between his conscience and his desires, Duan Yizhou gritted his teeth and walked slowly towards the rows of horrifying corpses. Time seemed to have become a ruthless executioner, slowly chipping away at his remaining hope. Every passing second felt like a heavy pluck at his heartstrings.
He lifted the white cloth. Fortunately, the situation was less horrific than his imagination had imagined. The person beneath the cloth was clothed. Their face wasn't distorted. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his body, previously tense as a bowstring, relaxed slightly. He then reached out and carefully searched the body's pockets. However, his hopes were dashed; he found no clues. With a touch of disappointment, he slowly returned the cloth to its original position and moved on to his next target.
Time was ticking away, the deadline drawing near, yet he still had many bodies to examine. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with anxiety. Just then, his fingers suddenly touched something in his pocket. Delighted, he hurriedly pulled it out, revealing a folded piece of paper. He eagerly unfolded it, only to see the words: "More than one person."
"More than one? That means there are other NPCs," he muttered, his mind racing. Suddenly, his body stiffened, a powerful sixth sense washed over him, as if pairs of eyes, hidden in the darkness, were staring intently at him. He slowly raised his head, and in an instant, a chill shot from his feet to his head. He saw that the corpses that had been lying under the white cloth had suddenly sat upright, and every pair of empty, lifeless eyes were focused on him. He was their only prey.