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The black singlet man standing at the very front reached out to open the old doors. The doors which were rusted in many places were unable to resist the force and screeched opened unwillingly.

After that, what appeared before the players was an old and dirty corridor. 7qcGd4

The corridor was like the interior of the elevator: It was shabby and mottled, and the wallpaper had completely peeled off. There were condensed layers of thick stains accumulated over the years everywhere, which emitted a smell that left people in low spirits.

At the same time, a system notification appeared as well:

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“Ding dong —”

An unpleasant voice rang out: “Four — days — end —” 5hkuti

That voice dragged out like a completely rotten old blockhead, and was very uncomfortable when it entered their ears.

The players looked at the corridor before them and understood that this was the game setting.

And four days was the duration of this game.

The instant the elevator doors opened, that mother and daughter pair left right away without even looking back. Their steps were hurried, and their backs soon disappeared around the corner in the corridor.

The players also stepped out of the elevator one after another, their discordant footsteps resounding in the narrow corridor.

Xiao Lan observed their surroundings. There were numerous doors on both sides of the corridor, and all were tightly shut.

These doors looked very old-fashioned and had traces of long use; a very thick layer of dust had even accumulated over them. There were new year paintings and door gods pasted on the doors that had long faded, and almost all the metal on the doors had patches of rust; there were some which even had metal wires crudely wrapped around the locks.

It looked like it had been a long time since someone lived here. 1Aq53

Except for their footsteps and occasional conversation, there were no other sounds in the corridor.

The corridor was narrow yet winding, and had several turns in it. Finally, the players saw an open door up ahead, faint yellow incandescent light spilling out from within the door to give the cold corridor a weak warmth.

As if he had heard their footsteps, a person walked out from the door.

It was a middle-aged man who looked very haggard. One eye had become grey, probably due to an illness or injury, while the other eye stared horrifyingly at the players. SMdgt2

“Heehee…” The middle-aged man laughed gloomily as his gaze swept over the players. “I’m the landlord for 404. You’re the ones who booked this room, right?”

The players could only follow and nod.

“Four days later…” The smile on the middle-aged man’s face grew. “You’ll definitely have the most unforgettable party of your life.”

The players really wanted to throw away the roles they were acting. Did this group of people hate that their lives were too long? To actually have a gathering here; of course it would be very hard to forget the last gathering of your life. vjRNP

Everyone died sooner or later, but no zuo no die. Why insist on voluntarily hastening the process?

The landlord turned and went inside; although the players wanted to refuse, they could only follow behind him.

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Just before they entered, the overbearing beauty with black hair and dressed in red approached Xiao Lan and quietly warned, “Don’t casually believe people who ask to team up. The better their words sound, the more you shouldn’t trust them. Sometimes, your life may not be the only thing that other people want.”

After saying that, she didn’t wait for Xiao Lan to respond, and left with an indifferent face. fK97tG

It appeared she was a tsundere.. She seemed indifferent and hard to interact with, but in reality was always reminding her fellow players not to trust others easily.

Looking at her tall back, Xiao Lan frowned slightly. Why would she specially come to warn him a second time? Her final sentence also seemed especially pointed.

Was she implying that there was a problem with He Rui?

The game had yet to officially begin, but Xiao Lan could already sense a crisis hibernating in the dark. lmoV2g

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After entering the door.

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The unit, which hadn’t been that big to begin with, was divided into several more rooms which were equally narrow. Those with the doors open had haphazard piles of junk inside. There were several doors that had metal wires tangled around the locks, as if there were no plans to ever open them again.

Only a few rooms appeared to have traces of people living in them.

It seemed that there had once been many people who lived here, but for some reason, these rooms were then no longer used and even locked up.

The landlord stood in front of a door and beckoned the players over. fA 3UW

He pointed at the room and said, “Which one of you will stay here? The top bunk is broken, so only one person can stay here.”

It seemed like the room could only accommodate one person, and it had a metal bunk bed. There was a pile of dusty junk on the top bunk, and the metal rail around the bed was covered in rust. The space around it was tiny, and wasn’t even big enough for a person’s hand to fit inside.

A faint scent of rust permeated the air. It just looked like — a chicken cage in the market.

One could imagine how extremely uncomfortable it would be to sleep here. JnqCWy

“I’ll take it.” The overbearing beauty in red directly chose this room.

The landlord took out a small book and lifted his horrifying eyes. “Name.”

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“Wu Ting,” the overbearing beauty in red replied.

The rooms after that were more or less in the same state: Narrow, cluttered junk, and an old-fashioned bunk bed with a rail. The players also learnt that the black singlet man’s name was Li Haokuan. Gzs1i9

Xiao Lan and Luo both chose the only double room.

It was said to be a double, but it was just that this room’s bunk bed was fine. The space wasn’t any larger than the others, and just had an extra window for ventilation.

Xiao Lan reached out and rocked this metal frame bed that appeared to be of very dubious quality. The metal bed let out a weak ‘creak…’ as if warning them that it would go on strike if they continued like this.

Xiao Lan was suddenly incredibly grateful that Luo didn’t need to sleep, otherwise this lousy bed might not be able to fully support the weight of two adult men. zZdnva

On the other side, Luo reached over and tried to close the door. The door immediately let out a ‘bu —’ sound.

Xiao Lan couldn’t hide his shock and turned his head. “You know how to fart?!”

Luo: “…”

Looking at Luo’s action, only then did Xiao Lan learn of the door’s innate gift. He also reached out to pull the door a couple of times. Consequently: dmn8gj

“Bu —”

“Bubu —”

“Bububu — bubu —”

A chain of farts rang out in a tempo, creating a lively atmosphere in this room with relatively bad soundproofing. 3VEIdr

“Fucking hell! Who’s fucking farting!

“Already woke laozi up, are you done or not ah?!!”

Who knew which room’s irritated neighbour roared.

Only then did Xiao Lan reluctantly withdraw his hand. If he continued playing, this violent big brother might come charging out. 5Hdp7O

He turned to examine the room. Many old posters were stuck to the walls, and Xiao Lan didn’t recognise any of the celebrities in them. All the posters faced the bed; when the lights were off, it probably looked like a close gathering of indistinct ghostly figures.

There was a small ceiling fan in the room, and for some reason, a rope hung from it.

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It was a very old hemp rope. Who knew how long it had hung there for; it had turned black a little, the stains on it practically blending into the hemp rope.

Xiao Lan pointed at the hemp rope. “This… Could it be someone hung themself here?” VpyHOz

“Looking at the quality of this fan, it probably can’t support a person’s weight.” Luo pondered for a moment before adding, “Of course, children are an exception. But a child wouldn’t be tall enough to reach this height… unless an adult placed them there.”

Outside the window was an artificial city like the one at Terminal Supermarket.

A faint wind blew into the room, causing the hemp rope to sway lightly and the shadow it cast on the wall to lengthen, like someone was romping around with it.

While the hemp rope may have just been something left behind by the previous tenant, it might also be a death trap. It was just that Xiao Lan didn’t know whether it was more dangerous to leave it or throw it away. IN3HkV

After contemplating for a while, Xiao Lan still decided to take down this thing and throw it away.

In any case, it was a fifty-fifty chance, and leaving it there really stung their eyes.

When it was dinner time, the landlord called everyone out to eat.

This was when the players met the other residents here. HCF3tc

There was a pregnant woman who looked very quiet and had her head down almost the entire time; a couple who were practically stuck to each other; and a very strange man who only said things like “God will punish you” and “Repent of your sins” like a disciple of an evil cult.

The mother and daughter pair that they met in the elevator didn’t appear at the dining table; could it be that they lived somewhere else?

The table was covered with red meat that had been chopped into different shapes and boiled into goo of varying colours. The NPCs ate with gusto, but looking at these half-cooked dishes, the players sitting around the table felt their stomachs turn and didn’t move their chopsticks even after a long time.

At that moment, that couple who were like conjoined twins started getting rowdy: n47H2L

The woman raised her chopsticks and held it to the man’s mouth. “Baby, come, open your mouth, ah —”

Man: “Baby, why is it that everything you feed me is so delicious~”

Woman: “Annoying la, you devil~”

Man: “Isn’t it because my family’s darling is sweet ah!” QvUDRt

The woman had a shy face. “Aiya, you’re so bad~”

The players: “…”

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Fuck, why did they still have to eat dog food after entering a game? And it was so greasy!!!

On the other side, Xiao Lan tolerated the goo well. TXiW30

He ate as if it was very delicious, which made the others wonder if he had already lost his sense of taste. As Xiao Lan ate, Luo skilfully topped up his bowl so that it never looked empty.

Fuck, you guys also got in on the action!

Seeing that their allies had already fallen into enemy hands, the players tried the dishes despite their lingering doubts. While the taste wasn’t much, they actually had a beefy flavour.

They finally sighed in relief. BevVtn

After eating, Xiao Lan felt sweaty all over.

They hadn’t done any sort of intense activity, but the stifling hot weather and bad ventilation made all of 404 hot and humid.

There were no bathrooms in the players’ rooms, and they had to go to the communal area outside if they wanted to shower or use the restroom.

As a human being, Xiao Lan couldn’t be like Luo who not only didn’t sweat at all but could self-clean at any time. There was nothing for it; Xiao Lan could only take out the clothes and bath products prepared by Luo from the storage space, then head to the bathroom. IhuMoE

At the same time, he rejected Luo’s offer to watch the door for him. That was just… too strange.

The light in the bathroom was very dim, and would manfully flicker now and then.

The bathroom was also separated into a few small cubicles with doors that only covered most of the center, so the floor outside could be seen at the bottom of the cubicle.

The ceramic tiles on the walls were already yellow and cracking, and moss was even growing tenaciously in the gaps. Thanks to the water from the shower every day, it would no doubt continue to thrive. cF91nN

Whatever; the water pressure was still good, and at a suitable temperature.

As he showered under the warm water, Xiao Lan’s whole body felt comfortable. Suddenly, there was a faint sound outside. Under the cover of the water, it wasn’t very clear.

Intuitively sensing that something was wrong, Xiao Lan turned off the shower.

This time, the sound became clearer. MEabvk

“Pata —”

“Pata —”

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It was the sound of someone bouncing a ball on a wet floor. The crisp sound of the ball hitting the floor mingled with the sound of splashing.

Each sound was clearer than the last, as if someone was bouncing the ball and coming toward Xiao Lan step by step. 2qoH57

However, there were no corresponding footsteps.

“Pata —”

“Pata —”

The bouncing suddenly stopped. Right outside Xiao Lan’s door. TvAWEU

Xiao Lan saw a red little ball slowly roll over to him through the half-meter gap under the sloppily built bathroom door and finally stop on his side of the door.

There wasn’t any sign of a human figure outside.

A voice, however, suddenly rang out. “Big brother, can you help me pick up the ball?”

The childish voice was crisp and the tone soft and sticky; it belonged to a child who had yet to hit puberty, so it was hard to decipher their gender from their voice. dYHSkZ

Seeing that Xiao Lan didn’t respond, the voice continued, “If big brother isn’t willing, I can come in myself and take it.”

This time, there was the hint of a naive and childish smile in the voice, as if it was looking forward to something. One could guess even with their ass what would happen if this person really was let in.

Xiao Lan’s eyes swept over the bathroom entrance, which had nary a soul around, and he lifted his head to look at the shower.

Good, the showerhead could be taken down. nXpdu7

Thus, Xiao Lan reached up to take the showerhead down. After making minor adjustments, he turned the water pressure to the maximum. Then, he aimed the showerhead at that little ball — and sprayed it out.

The drenched little ball lay on the floor all on its lonesome.

The ghost outside the door: “…”

Xiao Lan put the showerhead back and said indifferently, “You’re welcome.” xM6wIF