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Chapter 324 Temporary Emergency Script Mission Kill Resident 904 [Part ]

Just as Hu Qi broke into the apartment.

In an extremely spacious yet slightly empty space.

The light here is dim, and only the table lamp placed in the center is like a lone star, emitting a soft and dim orange halo, barely illuminating a small area.

within the area.

There was only a desk standing there quietly.

Behind the desk sat a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, his eyes were bloodshot behind the lenses, and his hair was slightly messy, scattered wantonly in front of his forehead.

His skin was so pale that it was almost pathological, which was caused by hiding in the dark for a long time.

At this moment, he was holding a black pen tightly in his hand, constantly writing and drawing something on the paper in front of him.

The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper was particularly clear in this silent space.

"No, that's not right. This is too difficult. It's hard for anyone to survive..."

He muttered to himself in a low voice, frowning, then reached out and fiercely tore off the part of the paper that he had just written and drawn, crumpled it into a ball and threw it to the ground.

What was surprising was that the moment the paper ball touched the ground, it slowly faded and disappeared like smoke.

The paper he had torn off before was miraculously restored to its original state, flat and smooth, as if it had never been damaged.

But the words drawn on it have disappeared without a trace.

Just as the man was about to continue writing.

Suddenly, the ground around them shook slightly.

next second.

A dazzling flash of blood suddenly appeared in front of him without warning, instantly attracting all his attention.

It was a huge blood-red page that was suspended in the air, trembling slightly and emitting a chilling aura.

A strange pattern was drawn on the pages of the book.

On the inky black road, an old gray-white bus was driving slowly.

On the side of the road, there were several blurry and strange figures standing there quietly.

It seems that he is waiting for a bus.

Just by looking at this picture, a faint chill will involuntarily rise from the bottom of your heart, making you feel creepy.

However, just a moment after the blood-colored paper appeared, countless fine cracks suddenly appeared on it, like a broken mirror.

Then, under the man's astonished gaze.

It shattered directly and turned into flying ashes, floating in the silent air.

Seeing this scene, the man paused abruptly, almost dropped the pen in his hand, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"The script of the Ghost Bus was actually destroyed..."

As this thought came to his mind, his mind went blank in an instant.

This has never happened before.

Before he could recover from the huge shock and make any reaction.

The next moment, pictures flashed before his eyes one after another like a movie.

The picture shows what Hu Qi had done before.

It's just sped up several times.

"Hmm? Driving the spooky bus and crashing into the Bloody Apartment..."

The man's eyes were fixed on the screen, looking at each frame.

Wait until you finish reading.

I don't know what he was thinking about, but a hidden and strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes. The light was fleeting and elusive.

After lowering his head in thought, he took a deep breath, picked up the black pen in his hand again, and slowly wrote a line on the paper.

……

Hu Qi seemed to be oblivious to the whispers of the people behind him, and just walked slowly along the corridor on the side.

However, after taking only two steps, he keenly noticed a sudden heaviness in his trouser pocket.

It seems like there is something extra.

He reached in and his fingertips touched a card.

Take it out and take a look.

The card was hard, about the same size as an ordinary bank card, completely black, with no unnecessary decorations or patterns on the surface.

There is only a line of eye-catching numbers [904] printed on it.

Just as Hu Qi's eyes inadvertently fell on the card, something strange happened.

The surface of the black card seemed to be eroded by an invisible force, and the color began to peel off, revealing a line of blood-red words, as if blood seeping out.

You can even smell a faint scent of blood.

[Congratulations on becoming an official script actor. In view of your performance in the previous internship script task, you will be given the room number card of 904 as an exception. With this room card, script actors can stay in room 904. I look forward to your future performance! ]

After the words appeared, a strange smiling face slowly emerged at the end, the same as the one on the strange bus before. The smiling face was twisted and weird.

It only lasted for a few seconds, and then the words and patterns disappeared into the card like the receding tide, and everything returned to normal.

See this.

Hu Qi's expression changed slightly.

Obviously, his every move on the strange bus was monitored without omission by the bloody script.

However, this is understandable. After all, the strange bus was originally created by the power of the bloody script.

However, what surprised him a little was that this bloody script did not seem to be a dead object without any intelligence.

The intelligence it displayed seemed to be far beyond his imagination.

Think of this.

His gaze naturally fell on Fox Three on his shoulder.

Ever since stepping into this bloody apartment, Fox Three has been as motionless as a statue, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

According to the other party, this can reduce one's own presence.

So as not to be discovered by the bloody script.

According to what he had learned from his previous communication with Fox Three, even if this bloody script had intelligence, it could never be compared with Fox Three.

But now all the signs indicate that things are not as simple as he expected.

Hu Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"interesting……"

He put these chaotic thoughts aside for the moment and continued walking along the corridor of the hall.

The corridor of dozens of meters disappeared in a flash, and a huge space appeared before him.

There are black doors all around.

In the center of the gate, the words 101, 102, 103... were written in blood.

In addition, on one side, there was an old wooden spiral staircase that appeared before his eyes.

This apartment is not equipped with a modern elevator.

There is only this old wooden staircase.

Another thing is, from the appearance.

Although it is an ordinary apartment building, once you are in it.

You will find that the space inside is much larger than you imagined.

At this moment, stand at the bottom of the spiral staircase and look up.

Hu Qi discovered that his vision could only penetrate the space of 1 to 3 layers.

Further up, there is a thick, inky black color.

The darkness was not the absence of light in the ordinary sense, but was shrouded in a layer of nightmare power, exuding a creepy atmosphere.

In some rooms on the third floor, the doors were closed and silent, but a few doors were quietly opened, and figures walked out of them.

Some of them stopped to look around, while others walked hurriedly down the stairs.

These people who appeared here were obviously actors in the scarlet script.

Hu Qi guessed that they were probably attracted out by the huge noise caused when he drove the strange bus into the bloody apartment.

Hu Qi ignored these people and walked past them without stopping at all.

As he climbed the stairs, naturally someone noticed his presence.

One of them asked with curiosity on his face.

"Brother, what happened out there?"

Hu Qi seemed not to hear it and still maintained the original pace and speed.

When the man saw Hu Qi's reaction, a look of displeasure immediately appeared on his face.

"What are you playing..."

Just as he was about to explode, his companion beside him quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

"Brother Zhou, what's wrong?"

The man whose mouth was covered asked in confusion.

Brother Zhou is a veteran who has experienced two nightmare scripts.

If it weren’t for Brother Zhou’s help when he encountered the monster knocking on the door in the last script mission, he would probably have died.

Therefore, he was very respectful to the other party.

Brother Zhou said with a serious expression, even a little annoyed. "What's wrong? Have you completely forgotten what I told you before?"

After saying that, Brother Zhou's eyes involuntarily followed Hu Qi's figure.

In just a short moment, Hu Qi had quietly reached the third floor without stopping.

He walked straight over and his figure was quickly swallowed up by the dark shadow and disappeared from the sight of the two.

Seeing this, the person who asked the question first seemed to have thought of something, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.

Although he had not been in this bloody apartment for long, he had learned a lot under the careful scientific popularization of Brother Zhou.

I also have a certain understanding of the situation here.

He knew very well that everyone who could live here was a script actor, and that script actors were also clearly divided into different levels.

The lowest level is the residents on the first floor. Most of them are novices who have just completed a formal script task and are fledglings.

Such as himself.

The second and third floors are inhabited by actors with relatively more experience, a division made by Scarlet Script based on their performance and evaluation in the script tasks.

The higher the floor, the greater the potential and ability of the actors in that script.

And those above the third level are even more mysterious and powerful.

It is said that they are able to skillfully use some strange powers and even confront those terrifying monsters head-on in script missions.

This kind of person is the one you should never mess with.

And he just wanted to insult such a being.

Thinking of this, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

The people around who saw this scene also looked at him with more or less teasing and pitiful eyes.

In their opinion, this person is simply a fool.

The same is true for Brother Zhou standing next to him.

Originally, he thought that the other party was a good seedling. With a little training, he might be a good helper in the future, but now it seems.

I was wrong.

He even regretted reminding the other party just now.

If that person holds a grudge against him, he will be in big trouble.

Although they were in the apartment, there were restrictions on the scarlet script and the actors in the script could not fight with each other.

But once you leave the apartment, there is no such restriction when performing script tasks.

And even if that adult didn't mean that.

However, in order to please such beings, some script actors might even attack them.

He had already noticed that the looks from some people around him had become somewhat unfriendly.

……

Crunch...crunch...

On the dim stairs, every step taken made the rotten wooden boards make a creepy friction sound.

Hu Qi walked steadily up the spiral wooden staircase.

Because he had the room card for room 904, he did not encounter any resistance along the way.

As the floors go up, the number of people living there becomes increasingly sparse.

Moreover, compared to ordinary people, each of these people has more or less the aura of Mengyan.

They are obviously dream masters who control the Dream Eye.

At this moment, everyone was walking downstairs in a hurry.

Suddenly, Hu Qi's eyes moved.

A man and a woman appeared in front.

They were talking quietly.

It was Wei Fan and Gao Qian, but Hu Qi's appearance was changed by the distorted light.

Wei Fan naturally didn't recognize Hu Qi either.

The three of them passed each other and Hu Qi continued walking towards the sixth floor.

"Hmm? I don't think I've seen this person before."

Wei Fan frowned slightly and followed Hu Qi's back.

But this doubt was fleeting.

Although the higher the floor, the fewer people there are.

In the past half month, he has dealt with most of them.

But it is inevitable that some people who don’t like to go out, or those who are in script missions, have not seen it, which is normal.

soon.

Hu Qi stopped in front of a door. The blood-red house number [603] looked a little weird in the dim light.

Without any hesitation, he took a step forward and walked straight through the door like a ghost and entered the house.

If other actors in the script saw this, they would be so shocked that they would question their lives.

No one can enter the room without the permission of the residents themselves.

These are the rules of this bloody apartment.

Even those who live on the upper three floors cannot violate this.

But now this rule has lost its restrictions.

The house is spacious, about 80 to 90 square meters, with a living room, kitchen, toilet and balcony.

Hu Qi walked straight to the bedroom.

On the bed in the bedroom, the woman who was originally sleeping soundly seemed to sense the approaching danger.

He suddenly opened his eyes, holding a rusty dagger in his hand, and stabbed at Hu Qi like lightning.

However, just as the dagger was about to touch him, an invisible force blocked it like a shield.

"it's me!"

Hu Qi's voice was as calm as water. At the same time, an invisible wave surged out from his body, instantly enveloping the two of them.

Isolated from everything.

The woman, Ouyang Shuokong, was startled at first, but then she reacted and quickly knelt down to salute.

"I have seen the master. I thought..."

"fine."

Hu Qi waved his hand and glanced at Ouyang Shukong.

His face was pale, and on his arms there were green spots that looked like rust.

I became more certain about my previous guess.

"Thank you for your hard work this time."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger, and a red light sank into Ouyang Shuo's body like a meteor.

Her pale complexion improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a slight cracking sound was heard inside the body, as if some shackles were broken.

"Thank you, Master!"

Sensing the situation inside his body, Ouyang Shukong was deeply shocked.

During this period, although he practiced secret martial arts diligently and accumulated Qi and blood power, he was always stuck at the Qi and Blood Mirror Perfection and could not break through.

But the progress is not slow.

All in all, I have been in this world for less than two months.

Being able to reach this level is already extremely fast.

But he didn't expect that Hu Qi's seemingly casual finger not only healed his internal injuries, but also helped him break through the bottleneck and enter the realm of martial artist.

Moreover, with his breakthrough in strength, the Dagger Dream Eye that was about to revive also fell into deathly silence, without the previous sense of restlessness.

"Tell me what happened during this period!"

Hu Qi said.

"Yes, it all started more than a week ago when I followed Wei Fan to a haunted house..."

Ouyang Shukong told everything that had happened during this period without hiding anything.

The development of things was roughly in line with what Hu Qi expected.

Wei Fan's coming here was obviously intentional, and his purpose was obvious. He came here for the bloody script, which was his original dream.

According to the rules, as long as you successfully complete fifty scenario tasks, you can reach the tenth floor and get a chance to make a wish, no matter what it is.

This was Wei Fan's plan, hoping to control the bloody script by making a wish.

"However, with the master's strength, it would be effortless to complete fifty scenario tasks..."

Ouyang Shukong was interrupted by Hu Qi before he could finish his words.

"Complete fifty script tasks to go to the tenth floor. So, is the main body of the bloody script on the tenth floor?"

Hu Qi asked.

Ouyang Shukong was stunned when he heard this, then nodded slightly.

"In theory, that should be the case."

But he had just finished speaking.

Hu Qi nodded, turned around and walked straight out the door.

(End of this chapter)