The dead air was like a stagnant fluid, silently clogging every gap, as if holding it can squeeze out the viscous liquid of fear, and the deadly pressure on people’s hearts.
Mo Yi held his breath quietly, his eyelids trembled slightly in the dark. Everything in front of him was blocked by the soundless darkness, and his eyes could not catch a trace of light. It made him almost have the illusion of drowning.
His back was tightly attached to the uneven, twisted wall. A cold feeling came from his sweat-soaked thin shirt. It climbed all the way along the spine to the top of his head, like ice water, sobering.
There was still no movement outside the door.
The heavy striking sound stopped in their ears, the vague nursery rhyme still floating in the air. In the boundless darkness, it made people almost think they were auditory hallucinations.
Yu Ran’s slender and hot hand gripped Mo Yi’s arm tightly, raising a dull pain and a burning sensation. Mo Yi could almost feel her tension and fear through the strength under her palm.
The sound of his own deliberately lowered breathing and rapid heartbeat were mixed with Yu Ran’s very close breathing, and it was almost impossible to tell which sound belonged to who.
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, pursed his lips tightly, and alternately tightened then loosened his fingers holding the flashlight.
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind.
Mo Yi raised his hand and threw the flashlight in his hand with lightning speed!
And flipped the switch on the flashlight a second before letting go.
Only to hear the sound of “dang clang” metal crashing, abruptly breaking the dead silence in the air, the flashlight rolling towards the far side of the corridor.
The light illuminated the corridor.
Mo Yi turned his head slightly and saw the lit flashlight rolling along the edge of the wall.
The heavy striking sounded again, and Mo Yi didn’t have time to look back when he saw a huge black figure chasing quickly after the bright light source.
With the white light of the flashlight, Mo Yi glimpsed the appearance of the terrifying figure.
His breathing was disturbed for a moment, and he subconsciously clasped his fingers to prevent himself from accidentally exclaiming.
Under the light of the flashlight, Mo Yi saw the whole picture of its figure. It was a huge and ugly spider. The black-brown body was disgusting and terrifying. The six long legs were covered with hair. Because of its large size, it struck the floor heavily.
And on its narrow head, which was not in proportion with its huge body, there was a little girl’s face.
The pale and stiff face had no expression, and it did not look unusually strange. The lips on its face had no blood at all. Even when the spider quickly chased the light source, it still mechanically opened and closed its mouth.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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”Olaaif wlrr Zeoofa
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Sjalcu tfg megvr fjalcu jcv ktfs
Along came a spider who sat down beside her
And frightened miss Muffet away”
Before Mo Yi could think about the meaning of the lyrics in the nursery rhyme, he heard a deliberately lowered voice from outside the door. It asked tremblingly:
“…Is anyone there?”
Mo Yi’s brows froze, and half of his body leaned out the door. Using the light at the end of the corridor, he saw a figure in the darkness in the opposite room.
The opposite side also seemed to see him, stunned for a second, and then seemed to have made up his mind and ran towards them quickly.
Mo Yi was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to support him, as he rushed towards him with a somewhat unstoppable pace.
The other party’s extremely unstable and rapid breathing sounded in his ears. His palms were tightly holding his arms while also trembling slightly, indicating what kind of psychological torment the owner of these hands was going through.
Mo Yi recognized him as one of the senior players. He still remembered that this person introduced himself at the beginning of the instance as Zhou Yunchen.
Zhou Yunchen leaned against the wall for a while, then stuck his head out to observe quickly for a few seconds. After confirming that the huge spider did not come back, he relaxed a little, then turned his head and said to Mo Yi:
“The others… everyone else was caught by the spider. It appeared too secretly, and the others were attacked almost without any preparation. Only because I was far away from where it appeared did I have a chance to hide.”
He shuddered and exhaled, and the fingers holding Mo Yi’s arm tightened a bit. After his breathing slowed down, he continued to speak very quickly:
“Didn’t you say you found a place to hide when you were upstairs? Where? There are still more than two hours left, as long as we survive it, we will succeed. I don’t have any extravagant hopes for this hidden mission, and I will be satisfied if I can survive.”
Mo Yi was silent for a few seconds then brutally broke his fantasy:
“There are only three rooms on the second floor. Since the room we are staying in now and the room you ran out of are safe, it means that the other room is the spider’s lair.”
Zhou Yunchen was stunned for a moment and seemed to realize something.
Mo Yi continued: “The place I hid is in that room.”
Zhou Yunchen’s hand was stiff while holding on to Mo Yi.
Mo Yi couldn’t bear it, but continued to add ruthlessly: “And… we have already opened a hidden mission. Now the current situation is, if any of our remaining players die, there will be a boss who will come to our door, and everyone else will not survive.”
Zhou Yunchen stood petrified in place. He could hardly believe his ears, turning his head in confusion, and looking at Mo Yi’s blurred face in the dark. His brain seemed to be frozen, and he was unable to turn around for a long time.
Yu Ran stretched out her hand with some sympathy, groping in the dark and patted his shoulder to comfort him.
She turned her attention back to Mo Yi, then lowered her voice and asked, “What shall we do next?”
Mo Yi pondered for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Zhou Yunchen and asked:
“Is there any spider silk in the hallway?”
Zhou Yunchen was stunned for a few seconds, finally coming back to his senses, he still said in a somewhat dull tone:
“No… only that room is full of spider silk, not in the corridor, otherwise I wouldn’t have dared to go through the corridor to look for you.”
Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully.
He turned his head and listened for a moment to movement in the corridor.
The thumping sound of the spider’s black-haired feet on the rotten wooden floor seemed to be far away, and even the low, vague singing seemed quite distant in the darkness. He could only hear some vague, broken tunes floating in.
It appeared to have gone downstairs, presumably in search of other slippery fish.
Mo Yi held his breath and listened carefully for a while. After confirming that it would not come back for the time being, he turned around and said to the other two:
“I have a plan, but I won’t know if it will work until I get to that room.”
Yu Ran nodded, and only later realized that the other party couldn’t see her movements in the dark, and quickly gave a low “um”.
Zhou Yunchen, who was beside him, seemed to have finally restarted his brain successfully, and he also agreed in a dejected manner.
Mo Yi took out a spare flashlight from his backpack, turned it on to the dimmest light, and walked out the door lightly.
The air in the cramped and narrow corridor was stale and unpleasant. The familiar smell of rotten wood and dust mixed with an unknown and strange smell, forming an indescribable smell that was almost disgusting.
The filthy carpet beneath their feet absorbed most of their footsteps, but the flimsy wooden floor still creaked uncontrollably.
Mo Yi swayed the flashlight against the wall, and the weak light reflected a faint halo there. He saw that the hard and twisted wall was covered with a shallow layer of white mucus. Looking closer, he saw that it was actually a web of fine spider silk.
He raised his flashlight, and the dim light flashed across the ceiling.
The breathing of the other two couldn’t help but stagnate– they saw layers of spider silk hanging from the ceiling, which looked like a white curtain, covering the entire ceiling.
Mo Yi squinted his eyes calmly, and then continued to walk forward.
When he reached the door of the room, Mo Yi stopped, and the beam of the flashlight shone into the room, illuminating the entire room vaguely.
The room seemed to have become a spider’s lair, filled with mucus-covered spider silks, wrapping up everything in the room in layers, as pale as a shroud, oppressive and making one breathless.
On the edge of the window hung three solid human figures wrapped in cobwebs, hanging motionless in heavy spider silks, looking like they were dead.
In the middle of the room, the attic was still open like when Mo Yi left, and the stairs fell down the open secret door, which was also wrapped with cobwebs.
The indescribable smell became stronger and stronger, mixing with the damp and cold air on the second floor, making it almost unbearable to breathe.
Mo Yi turned his head to look at Yu Ran who was standing behind him and asked:
“Is your kitchen knife still handy?”
Yu Ran nodded, raised her hand, and the heavy blade flashed a shallow metal arc under the weak light of the flashlight. Her slender fingers held the wooden handle, looking quite handy.
Mo Yi smiled, the light reflected from the flashlight flashed in his dark pupils, and his lowered voice carried a shallow breath:
“Great, you can use it next.”
Yu Ran understood: “You mean…?”
Mo Yi’s lips curled into a shallow arc: “Yes.”
Let’s set up a game.
TN: It’s technically still Sunday where I live, so this chapter is not late 🙃
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Stop it sir, someone’s gonna faint if it goes on hahahah
In my country it’s Sunday too~
And I don’t like cobwebs. Spiders are so-so. So it’s uncomfortable arch….
Thank you for your translation 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Nooo why is this monster’s description somehow so much worse to me, the author is truly gifted. Bundling up the “resources” this way to sacrifice later makes a lot of sense, though
Thank you so much for translating! <3