This actor is full of tricks.

The environment and layout inside the Eternal Night Tower are not much different from those in the real world, except that the atmosphere inside the tower is much more oppressive, as if you have suddenly gone from a bright and spacious square to a dark and damp cave.

The stairwell was covered in blood and very sticky to walk on. Corpses lay haphazardly in the open doors, some in various states of death. Some doors and even walls had collapsed, clearly indicating that the battle on the first floor was over.

Lin Jue arrived in front of a corpse wearing a white coat. The body was still warm. It was a living person who had just died, a doctor from that mental hospital.

The nameplate on the white coat covering the body also identified the corpse.

Qi Fei, Resident Physician, Yongning Mental Rehabilitation Hospital, Sanjiang City

"It's not just the patients in that mental hospital who are insane; even the doctors and nurses who stayed there have completely gone mad. A group of living people breaking into the fog and attacking the eerily entrenched building—it's insane no matter how you look at it."

The old man couldn't help but complain about Lin Jue: "Have you ever thought about yourself? At least they are a group of people, while you are just running around in the fog all by yourself, and you have the nerve to call others crazy."

"It's different. I always come here with a heart full of enthusiasm to help these wandering ghosts find peace. But these guys in the mental hospital are causing trouble. Look at these weirdos, they were living here just fine and didn't go around harming people, but they were inexplicably killed by a group of outsiders."

Lin Jue expressed a different opinion regarding the old man's words, and he suddenly stopped walking after saying that.

He saw a familiar face among the corpses.

It was a female ghost, with twisted limbs, disheveled hair, covered in mud, and her eyes sewn shut with black thread.

In the second script, the landlady's paralyzed wife was the one who obtained the application form for moving into the Eternal Night Tower after completing that script. Unexpectedly, she also became a resident of the Eternal Night Tower.

The woman is now completely dead; a large hole has been opened in her chest, and her heart has disappeared.

"Do you know her?" the old man asked curiously.

"I guess so." Lin Jue shook his head: "We met once, and he went through a very miserable period before he died."

He did not linger on the first floor and went up to the second floor along the corridor. There were many more corpses in the corridor than on the first floor. In this narrow terrain, the residents of the Eternal Night Tower launched a fierce resistance.

As soon as Lin Jue stepped onto the second floor, he was attacked by a nurse who was still alive but had only half a body remaining. The nurse lunged at Lin Jue the moment she saw him, her expression crazed, and she was holding a dirty syringe in her hand.

Lin Jue kicked him away, sending him flying through the large hole on the second floor. He screamed and died instantly.

"These people from the mental hospital are even crazier than those guys from the New World. They're not normal anymore. It's like their brains have been implanted with a zombie virus. They act like madmen. Even if a normal person only had half a body left, they wouldn't think of attacking others."

As Lin Jue walked, he examined each room. The colorful things had fallen from the second floor, meaning that the other party had encountered a powerful enemy here, and that enemy might not have left this floor yet.

The thought had barely formed when the door next to him was smashed open with tremendous force, and a doctor wielding a hammer rushed out. The hammer was shrouded in thick black mist, laced with malice, clearly a formidable weapon. "Don't attack, we're on the same side," Lin Jue said, taking a step back and pointing to his white coat.

"One of our own?" The doctor tilted his head, staring at Jin Jue's white coat, a look of hesitation flashing in his eyes.

"Look at your memory! Aren't you the guy from the ward next to mine?" Lin Jue looked at the name tag on the other person's clothes. "Isn't this Dr. Ji Feng? You really don't remember me? Didn't we perform minimally invasive surgery on a hemorrhoid patient together a couple of days ago? Didn't he spray you all over?"

The doctor's expression grew increasingly strange, as if he were recalling something: "Did that really happen?"

The intelligence of the people in these mental hospitals is almost on par with those who have lost their minds and become bizarre; they can even make the other person think through such exaggerated lies.

Lin Jue moved closer to the other person: "We're all friends, why would I lie to you? But I was attacked by the residents here just now, my head is spinning, and I've forgotten some things. What's the purpose of our visit here?"

As Lin Jue drew closer, a fierce glint flashed in the doctor's eyes, and the hammer in his hand came straight for Lin Jue's head: "You really think I'm a three-year-old? You think you can fool me with such a lame lie!"

Lin Jue punched the other man's wrist with terrifying force, causing him to scream in pain as the hammer fell from his hand. Then, Lin Jue stepped forward and grabbed the doctor by the neck: "I originally wanted to have a good talk with you because we are colleagues, but you have failed to live up to my good intentions. I had no ill intentions; this was purely a passive and legitimate act of self-defense."

The doctor's face turned purple and his body went limp as he stared at the knife Lin Jue had hidden in his sleeve. How could he have the nerve to say he had no ill intentions?
"I just want to ask what you're looking for. If you tell me the truth, I'll let you go." A gentle smile appeared on Lin Jue's face, making him look like a kind person with no ill intentions.

From the very first exchange, the doctor knew that his opponent's strength was beyond his ability to resist, so he simply said, "We're here to find a pocket watch."

"Looking for a pocket watch? What's the use of that?" Lin Jue didn't expect that the purpose of this group of people from the mental hospital storming into the Eternal Night Tower was just to find a pocket watch.

Is there anything special about that pocket watch?

The doctor was almost choked to death and couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time. Seeing this, Lin Jue loosened his grip slightly, and the other party then continued to answer: "That's our dean's pocket watch. A guy stole it from the hospital."

"Of course I know it's your dean's pocket watch. I'm asking what's so special about it." Lin Jue emphasized, this doctor's intelligence was just too touching; he couldn't even answer the question properly.

"I don't know, but the dean wore that pocket watch every day back then, it must have had some special meaning for him." The doctor felt the increasing pressure on his neck and hurriedly shouted.

Another guy who knows nothing when asked.

Lin Jue unleashed his full power, crushing the other's throat in one blow. He casually tossed the gradually limp corpse aside, his gaze deep and intense.

What special meaning can a pocket watch have?
Is it a powerful, mysterious device? Or does it contain something inside? Like an anesthetic needle that can knock someone unconscious in three seconds?

(End of this chapter)