Deadly Game: Almighty Boss’s Guide to Making Money

Chapter 1218. The Book at Night (6)

Guo Yuelang took the brass whistle and blew it softly.

The clear whistle echoed through the reading room.

The codebook on the table suddenly trembled slightly, and the pages turned automatically, revealing flowing light spots inside.

This time, the light spots were brighter than the previous one from Banxia, ​​and the resulting image was clearer.

The young old man and the girl named A-Yun were arranging books in the library. Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on them. The girl was holding a brass whistle and smiling at the old man.

"Second book of codes successfully deciphered: Memory Fragments - Warm Sunshine. One book remaining, countdown 65 hours and 37 minutes." The cold electronic voice sounded again.

After the images disappeared, the old man's figure gradually became transparent, as if he were about to blend into the air of the reading room.

"The remaining book... is hidden in the clock tower." He looked at Banxia, ​​his eyes filled with reluctance. "Xia, don't dwell on the past. You have to look forward!"

After saying that, the old man's figure disappeared completely, leaving only the bronze whistle lying on the table, gleaming faintly.

The reading room was silent, with only the wall clock ticking away, as if urging them to hurry up.

"A clock tower? This library has a clock tower?" Bai Yueming frowned. "We've been here for so long, how come we haven't seen it?"

Lin Xi walked to the window and pushed it open, revealing a window covered in dust.

The darkness outside the window was even deeper than before, and a towering building could be vaguely seen in the distance. Something seemed to be flashing at the top of the tower, like the hands of a clock tower.

“Over there,” she said, pointing towards the tower. “Looks like we’ll have to cross most of the library to get there.”

Guo Yuelang picked up the silver ring from the ground and handed it to Banxia: "Take it, it might still be useful."

Banxia took the ring; her fingertips were icy cold.

Looking out at the tower, she said softly, "The A-Yun that Boss Zhang mentioned was his fiancée. She died in an accident in the clock tower years ago. The boss said she fell down the stairs while trying to save a precious book that had fallen from a great height."

—It turns out that each book corresponds to a sad memory…

—The Clock Tower! The last book must be related to A-Yun!
No wonder the old man said the remaining books were in the clock tower; they were Ah Yun's memories!
—65 hours left, should that be enough? I'm just worried something unexpected might happen on the way…

—Little Xin Xin should know a little bit, right?

——Who knows!
—He was holding a wooden stick in his hand just now, so confident!
—I don't know if he's been through similar dungeons before, or if he's just gotten stronger.

—They must have been through a similar instance.

Lin Xi closed the window and turned to look at everyone.

"Let's go to the clock tower."

As soon as she finished speaking, the entire library suddenly began to shake violently, even more violently than when it happened in the basement earlier.

The bookshelves seemed to be enraged, and began to move frantically, making a screeching sound. The originally narrow passage was completely blocked, and new obstacles kept appearing.

“It seems the last book won’t be so easy to get.” Ouyang Xichen’s voice sounded unusually calm amidst the swaying. “They don’t want us to go to the clock tower.”

“We can’t not go, we have to go,” Quan Quan said.

The group set off again, and this time the journey was even more difficult than before.

The bookshelves were like moving walls, constantly blocking their way, sometimes even suddenly bumping into them from the side, forcing them to dodge awkwardly.

The wooden strip in Guo Yuelang's hand became a powerful tool, always able to pry open a path to survival at crucial moments.

Bai Yueming and Bai Ye were responsible for bringing up the rear, occasionally using brute force to push away the bookshelves that came near.

Lin Xi, Huang Jingjing, and Xiao Qin stayed close to Banxia. Lin Xi looked at the group working together and smiled.

Although there are three high-risk individuals around, at this moment, they are all partners fighting side by side.

The game's criteria for identifying "high-risk individuals" are truly baffling.

Several more lights went out overhead, and the darkness almost swallowed them up.

But the light from the distant clock tower grew brighter and brighter, as if guiding them in the right direction.

"We're almost there." Guo Yuelang's voice carried a hint of weariness, yet was full of strength. "The entrance to the clock tower will be just past that corridor ahead."

The light in the corridor was so dim that it was almost invisible. Only the occasional "thump-thump" sound of the wooden stick in Guo Yuelang's hand scraping against the wall could barely help to discern the direction.

The shaking continued, and cement debris fell from above like rain, hitting my shoulders painfully.

"Watch your step!" Xiao Qin suddenly shouted, reaching out to grab Bai Ye who was about to trip.

By the faint light of the lighters, everyone noticed that a thin crack had appeared in the ground, through which a dark red light shone faintly, like the eyes of some creature peering into the darkness.

—What the hell is this?
--I do not know!
—This library is getting weirder and weirder.

— Xiaoqin seems to care a lot about our Xiaobai, thank you Xiaoqin.

—Our Xiaoqin is a very good person; she cares about everyone.

—Poor little Bai, everyone else has a live stream to watch, but he can't even see us, so we have to run to the 123 live stream to get noticed.

—Waaaaah, now that you mention it, I feel even more pitiful than you are.

"What's down there?" Quan Quan frowned.

Lin Xi shook her head, but a sense of unease rose in her heart.

She remembered Banxia saying that the library had "taken away" many things. Could it be that the secrets that had been "taken away" were hidden beneath this crack?

"Don't look down, just follow me."

Guo Yuelang's voice was as calm and steady as ever. He tapped the ground with a wooden stick to make sure the road ahead was stable before taking a step forward.

"This corridor used to be the passageway to the library, but it was sealed off because the foundation subsided. It seems that the shaking just now shook it open," Banxia said.

The group followed Guo Yuelang cautiously, keeping their footsteps as light as possible, for fear of disturbing what was inside the crack.

Bai Yueming was walking in the middle when he suddenly exclaimed "Eh!" and pointed to a brick on the left wall.

"Look at this, it looks like it can move."

He reached out and tried to pry the brick off, and to his surprise, he actually managed to pry it off, revealing a dark hole behind it.

The hole was stuffed with a stack of yellowed papers, like some kind of record.

“It’s an old library log.” Huang Jingjing pulled out the paper and flipped through it by the light of the lighter. “It records… the events of the day A-Yun passed away.”

Everyone immediately gathered around.

The handwriting on the log was messy, clearly written hastily by the administrator at the time.

"...The rain was so heavy that the window on the top floor of the clock tower was left open, and rainwater poured in. Miss A-Yun went to close the window, but her leg was hit by a bookshelf... She was still holding the book 'Essentials of Ancient Book Restoration' in her hands and refused to let go... In the end, she tumbled down the stairs..."

The diary entry ends abruptly here; the following pages are soaked in blood and have turned dark brown.