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Chapter 296 What is this thing?

This is a large supermarket.

At this moment, Nine Lives was in the warehouse on the second floor. There were many snacks on the surrounding shelves, but he had no intention of opening them to try them out.

If what Bai Qiong said is true, this ghost can know the location of all players and can teleport...

Wouldn't it be pointless for me to hide here?

Furthermore, since that ghost can only attack survivors, there's no point in hiding so thoroughly.

Thinking of this, Nine Lives became a little bolder.

He reached up and ran his hand through his ponytail: "I don't need to be afraid of ghosts, as long as I don't run into anyone else before midnight..."

Speaking of which, not long ago, the survivors were so scared by the hunters that they dared not show themselves. But now the situation has completely reversed, and it's the hunters who are now being chased and howling by the survivors.

It's true what they say, fortunes change, and no one escapes the wrath of heaven.

So now, even if you don't need to hide from ghosts, you still need to hide from survivors.

"I wonder how many of the survivors are still alive." Nine Lives nervously pinched her ponytail, her eyes fixed on the direction of the warehouse door.

Just then, footsteps came from outside the door.

Only a few seconds later, the soft sound disappeared.

Like a drop of water merging into a lake, it dissolved into the tranquil darkness of the night.

Nine Lives stood taut, staring intently at the warehouse door, even though it was pitch black outside and not a single ghost could be seen.

He harbored a strange wish: he didn't want the other person to be a ghost, nor did he want them to be a human.

After a long time, the disappearing footsteps did not reappear, but Jiuming still dared not relax.

Just then, his keen ears caught a slight movement.

It didn't come from outside that mysterious warehouse door, but from... overhead.

He slowly looked up.

A deathly pale face had appeared above his head without him even noticing.

run!
His extensive experience had long since instilled in Nine Lives the instinct to run away immediately upon encountering a ghost.

So at that moment, he barely considered anything else, frantically leaping off the shelf and running towards the warehouse door.

His heart pounded like a drum, and he charged forward with all his might, not even daring to look back to see if that pale face was catching up.

Just as his heart was pounding wildly, the door was already in front of him. Jiuming took a deep breath and rushed towards the door even faster.

But just then, a blurry figure suddenly appeared before them.

A figure suddenly appeared from behind the door, standing less than two meters away from him.

Upon seeing the human figure, Nine Lives was terrified; the ghost really could teleport!

But he was going too fast to stop in time and crashed into it in the blink of an eye, only managing to reach out his hand to try and push it away.

The impact was so great that Nine Lives, along with his figure, tumbled twice on the ground before being thrown out of the warehouse.

As he rolled, he seemed to hear a painful howl coming from a figure.

"What? Even ghosts feel pain when they get knocked down?" Nine Lives rolled around a few times, his whole body aching, and his mind was a little foggy.

Just then, he saw the figure that had also rolled twice suddenly stand up.

Nine Lives quickly crawled backward.

But the figure ignored him completely and ran off in the opposite direction.

What's going on? Nine Lives looked at the figure getting further and further away with suspicion and uncertainty.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in his ear—"You have successfully captured a survivor. This player will replace you as the new hunter."

Nine Lives' mind exploded.

That means the figure you just saw was a survivor! You accidentally grabbed them while rolling, and now their identities have been switched!

He is no longer the dominant hunter in the dungeon!
And now...

Nine Lives stiffly twisted his neck to look at the warehouse door directly in front of him. The warehouse was pitch black, but then a pair of pale feet came into his view.

Nine Lives struggled to his feet and began to run away frantically, not forgetting to curse someone's mother as he fled: "Fuck your mother!"

He fled for his life, piecing together the faint light as he ran through the supermarket, even knocking over many things in the process.

Amidst the chaotic sounds, footsteps echoed behind me, thumping and thumping.

It's like a wooden stick being repeatedly pounded on the ground.

Nine Lives ran desperately, but he was horrified to find that he was no different from the voice behind him.

Even closer!
Run! Run!

Nine Lives roared inwardly, and even his mouth couldn't help but hum out loud.

Even though he kept repeating those three words, his speed didn't increase at all. In a daze, he suddenly felt a pain in his thigh, as if he had strained a muscle from running too hard.

As time went on, the initially dull pain became more and more pronounced, and eventually, almost every step he took was excruciating. He knew that this couldn't go on.

But the ghost behind them was getting closer and closer...

He vaguely saw a glimmer of light ahead.

It's a window!
Nine Lives was overjoyed. You see, large supermarkets have almost no windows, or if they do, they are very few. But now, a window has appeared right in front of him.

This is the second floor; even if I jump out of the window to escape, I won't be in any danger.

Hearing the sounds getting closer and closer behind him, Jiuming rushed to the window and jumped down.

The ground was concrete, and there was absolutely no cushioning when falling from the second floor.

As Jiu Ming fell, he suddenly felt a sense of dread, but before he could feel it for long, he crashed to the ground, a sharp pain coursing through his body, making it impossible to tell which part hurt more.

He endured the pain and got up and ran without hesitation.

This is a small alley behind the supermarket. Nine Lives ran wildly through the alley, and only when he was about to run out did he dare to look back.

That pale face hung silently in the dark window, staring in its own direction, like a black and white picture that had lost its color.

Nine Lives was so frightened that he immediately turned around and ran away as fast as he could.

"Since this ghost can teleport and knows the location of all players, it will catch me no matter where I run!"

Therefore, you absolutely must not run into open spaces; you must go to places where you can cleverly shake off the ghosts in a short time...

As he thought about it, he ran as fast as he could towards the amusement park not far away.

The amusement park was eerily quiet in the darkness. Nine Lives looked around, shivering, and soon a house that looked different caught his attention.

"The Infinity Mirror Room..."

The so-called Infinite Mirror Room is a maze, but unlike ordinary mazes, the walls of the Infinite Mirror Room are made of mirrors.

These mirrors cleverly use angles to reflect objects, causing visual illusions and making people accidentally bump into them.

After a moment's thought, Jiu Ming slipped inside. He groped his way in and found a secluded, tricky corner where the mirror couldn't reflect his figure, where he crouched down.

"Even if a ghost finds this house, it won't be able to pinpoint my exact hiding place for a while. I can also use the terrain to escape!"

As Jiu Ming pondered this, he glanced at his phone.

It's exactly 10:40 now.

In one hour and twenty minutes, this utterly terrible game of hide-and-seek will end, at which point he will receive a pretty good score.

Thinking of this, he sneered. They were risking their lives to catch the survivors, so their final score would definitely not be low.

For the final evaluation, I must hold on for this hour or so.

Thinking of this, he not only looked up but also stared intently at the mirror in front of him.

The mirrors here are the best messengers; whenever a ghost appears, it will be reflected into the many mirrors.

He'll run away immediately!

time flies.

In the quiet night, there were occasional rustling sounds from the wind and grass, often heard at the door, making Jiu Ming's nerves tense and relaxed, and he was extremely sensitive.

After being startled many times, he moved slightly again, took out his phone, and looked down at the time.

It's 11:40 now!

Nine Lives was extremely excited.

There are only twenty minutes left until this damn game ends!

He looked up as he thought about it.

A distorted face had appeared at the corner ahead without anyone noticing.

Nine Lives shuddered violently and immediately tried to run away.

But he immediately realized it was a reflex!
It's a mirror; that face is just a reflection. The ghost's true form isn't actually in that location!

As he thought about it, he shifted his body, trying to quietly move towards the direction where there was no face.

But just then, the face around the corner suddenly jolted, and then, to everyone's astonishment, all the mirrors around him suddenly reflected the ghost face.

It teleported to my vicinity!
The face turned slightly, its gaze seemingly searching for something. Jiuming shrank back, not daring to breathe.

But that gaze finally landed on him.

It found itself through the reflection in the mirror...

The distorted face gave him a strange smile.

Help! I shuddered violently. It's over...

But just then, a thud followed by a "Holy crap!" sounded, and then the ghostly face disappeared!
Gu Mian was touching her nose, looking at the mirror she had bumped into: "This awful place, I bumped into a mirror without even realizing it..."

Then, as if he had discovered something, he bent down, grabbed the hair extending from under the mirror, and lifted up the thing that had been pressed down by the mirror: "What is this thing?"

(End of this chapter)