I am collecting entries in reincarnation

Chapter 697 Speculation
"Ahhh!!!" Everyone screamed and turned on the flashlight on their mobile phones. Looking around, there was no clean and hygienic restaurant anymore. It was just a pile of ruins, with yellowed walls, tattered tables and chairs, broken plates and bowls. The bowls were filled with unknown pieces of meat. If you looked closely, you could see some white or black insects the size of rice grains wriggling in it.

No, it wasn't the bugs that were wriggling, but the pieces of meat that were wriggling, and with it came a smell of decay and decay, rushing straight into people's noses.

"Oh, what a coincidence." A flat voice came out.

The others quickly shone their flashlights over there and discovered that it was a young man in casual clothes. The young man was handsome, with a cold look in his eyes, giving people a feeling that he was keeping people at a distance.

"You, you, are you a human or a ghost?" Wu Qi shouted.

Cheng Tian tightly grasped a small box in his pocket and looked at the man nervously.

The young man raised his lips slightly, looked at Cheng Tian and said, "This thing is useless to me, and it can't even deal with the residents here. It's better not to use it to embarrass yourself. Although the source of the curse here has been sealed by me, I still have to tell you that this place is not safe."

Cheng Tian was surprised when he heard his words and quickly said, "What do you mean by cursing? Can you resist these things?"

The young man glanced at everyone and then said, "It seems that you are carrying something as well."

The young man then pulled out a business card from his pocket and said calmly, "I'm tired today. Contact me in three days."

After saying that, he slammed his business card on the table and left on his own.

"this?"

"What's going on here?"

Everyone looked at each other, feeling that something terrible must have happened just now.

"I feel like this person is the legendary exorcist, or a master who can subdue ghosts?" Wu Qi asked.

At the same time, he did not forget to poke his throat and vomited all over the floor. Seeing this, others followed suit, and soon the rotten smell became even more sour and smelly.

Everyone fled from the restaurant, but soon discovered that not only the restaurant, but the entire Swan Apartment had become dilapidated, and there were no so-called staff.

Every room was rotten and dilapidated, and the room card had turned into a black fallen leaf, which could be easily rubbed into ashes.

But they still climbed up the stairs to the seventh floor and found their respective rooms. The doors could be opened with just a hard shake.

Fortunately, although the entire hotel seemed to be in ruins in an instant after more than ten years, the belongings brought by everyone were not included in this list. At least it was enough to provide food for eight people for seven days.

There was also mineral water in the car, and the backpacks were filled with self-heating rice, self-heating hot pot, instant noodles, snacks, compressed biscuits, etc. As a senior apartment resident, these things were nothing. There were also many first aid supplies. It was no exaggeration to say that the supplies in the two cars were enough for them to survive anywhere for half a month.

So even though Swan Apartment has become like this now, at least you won't starve to death here.

Perhaps because they had just vomited out the rotten meat, everyone felt very hungry. They took out the food they had brought with them and gathered together to eat and discuss.

Now, in these rooms, not to mention the TVs, even the sofas, tables and beds are in tatters. Such a scene makes people doubt life completely.

But in contrast, the gloomy and cold atmosphere seemed to gradually dissipate, and the sunlight from outside the window came in, giving people a long-lost sense of stability.

"Do we still need to follow the rules now?" Wu Qi asked while chewing on bread.

"Maybe not." Cheng Tian's face was full of doubts. Standing by the window, he seemed to be able to see a car speeding on the mountain road.

"Then is our mission accomplished?" Wu Qi asked again.

"Not really, seven days, not a day less, but why do I have a feeling that it's safe here now?" Ye Xiner said.

"Then we'll stay here for seven days. It's so dilapidated anyway, no one should care about it." Wu Qi said indifferently.

Ma Liang held up his phone and said, "I just checked. All my previous orders have disappeared. I can't even see my payment record. It's as if I never made an order, and..."

"And what?" Sun Xiaoyang asked.

"The official website of Swan Apartment is gone." Ye Xiner frowned as she held her phone. "And all the news I found about the reopening of Swan Apartment is gone too, just like..."

"What does it look like?" Wu Qi swallowed the last bite of bread, then drank gulps of mineral water and asked vaguely.

"It's like we just accidentally entered a parallel world, a world where Swan Apartment has reopened, but after meeting that man, we came back to the real world. How else can we explain it?" Ye Xiner asked back.

Cheng Tian pondered and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out. All the tasks arranged by the apartment, without exception, all involve ghosts. These ghosts have different abilities and are extremely powerful. They can travel through space, create environments, and even modify memories and distort cognition. And their abilities will become more bizarre as the number of tasks performed by the executor increases. If we calculate based on my sixth time, it is not impossible that we entered a parallel space from the beginning. Of course, I am more inclined to believe that we did not enter another dimension until we entered the hotel. Before that, it was just an illusion. Or, their purpose is to pull us into this space. The so-called rules may be a means to delay this process, but if we follow the rules completely, we will inevitably fall into a trap in the end."

"But how can humans fight against something as intractable as 'ghosts'? We have people in our apartment who have invited monks, Taoist priests and masters, but the results are all the same, aren't they?" Ma Liangwen said.

"Maybe it's just because the level is not high enough, but it can't be said that there is no way to fight against ghosts in this world. In fact, I also doubt it. Over the years, the residents of the apartment have carried out at least 800 tasks, and as far as I know, there has not been any repetition. Ghosts kill people wantonly, and countless people are involved in such incidents every year. Logically speaking, the number of missing persons should be astronomical, but no one has noticed it, or it can be said that a delicate balance is maintained. If no one in the world can restrain or fight against ghosts, then shouldn't this world have become a world of ghosts long ago?" Cheng Tian pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a serious face.

(End of this chapter)