This actor is full of tricks.

What just happened made Lin Jue tense. He had originally planned to just go to the ninth floor to take a quick look, but he felt that things would not be as simple as he had expected.

"Three hundred and seventy-nine..."

"Three hundred and eighty!"

Just like in the hallucination he had just experienced, when he reached the 380th step, Lin Jue clearly felt something strange behind him. But unlike in the hallucination, Zhao Yin in front of him did not disappear. He followed him and stepped onto the 380th step.

"Something's wrong!"

Zhao Yin, like a cat with its fur standing on end, exclaimed, "Something's appeared behind us!"

what?
The cursed black line did not send any warning of danger, but they had reached 380 steps and could turn back. Lin Jue slowly turned his head to look behind him.

Suddenly, a heavy bronze door appeared behind them, with strange patterns engraved on it.

At the very top was a figure with three heads and six arms, looking down from above. Below him were ten ghostly figures, each with a different form, but each of them exuded an extremely sinister aura that permeated the air, making Lin Jue's skin feel as if it were about to freeze.

"What are these things?" Zhao Yin turned around at this moment, and when he saw the pattern on the door panel clearly, the entire ghost was stunned.

He was the eerie one, and what he sensed was clearer and more terrifying than Lin Jue's. Each of the ten ghostly figures below made his soul tremble and his whole body shake, as if he had encountered an irresistible natural enemy. The three-headed, six-armed figure above almost made him faint from the shock. It was an aura even more terrifying than a natural enemy, like a mortal seeing a god in the heavens. It was a suppression of life itself.

This level of horror is beyond terrifying; it's downright appalling.
Extremely terrifying!
Zhao Yin himself was at a loss for words, unable to find the right words to describe the aura emanating from that three-headed, six-armed figure.

"These?" Lin Jue reached out and stroked the patterns on the door panel, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "The figure at the very top is the God of the Underworld, the origin of all the strange things, the first life in the inner world, bearing the negative emotions of the entire world."

"And the ten ghostly figures below are ten extremely vicious creatures created by the god of the underworld, each symbolizing a dark emotion."

“And these guys are my friends. I haven’t seen them in a long time.” Lin Jue pointed to the ghostly figures on the door that symbolized Wang Zai and his gang.

"Your friend?" Zhao Yin certainly didn't believe it, but when he thought of the little girl in blood-stained clothes he had seen in the crack, he hesitated. This human in front of him couldn't be judged by common sense.

He stopped dwelling on the topic, reached out and pushed the door, then frowned, his veins bulging, and pushed with all his might.

The door remained firmly shut. Zhao Yin's expression was a mix of displeasure and relief: "This thing can't be pushed open, let's just go back."

If the door can't be pushed open, then they don't need to go to the ninth floor.

Lin Jue looked at the gate in front of him, then smiled and said, "Let me give it a try."

He gently pushed Zhao Yin aside, then placed his hand on the door panel and applied a little force. Under the strange power of the B-level, the heavy door, which had not moved an inch, opened a crack, and cold air instantly poured out from the gap.

"How did you push it away?" Zhao Yin was dumbfounded. He felt like he was pushing a mountain, but Lin Jue pushed it away so easily.

"Perhaps it's welcoming me." Lin Jue smiled slightly, pushed the door open completely, and walked in. The scene before him was exactly the same as what he had seen in the illusion before: a long, narrow passageway, seemingly bottomless.

The only difference is that there's an extra door leading out and a personal bodyguard.

“This place…” Zhao Yin shuddered. “I have a bad feeling about this place. Shall we go back?”

Lin Jue looked around and the surrounding environment gradually merged with the illusion he had seen earlier. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back."

Seeing Lin Jue agree so readily, Zhao Yin blinked in disbelief. Lin Jue smiled and said, "I just wanted to try to find the ninth floor by walking backwards. Now that I've figured it out, there's no need to linger."

"Although I enjoy adventure, there's no need to overestimate my abilities. I'll take Wupi Xiaoqiu and the others with me next time to see what's going on."

Zhao Yin visibly breathed a sigh of relief. He and the ghost pushed open the door and went out. As they walked up the stairs as usual, the door slowly disappeared, and the first floor returned to normal.

Lin Jue led Zhao Yin back to his room. Just as he was about to take out his ID card to swipe open the door, he suddenly froze.

He discovered that his door was ajar, meaning that someone had broken into his room while he and Zhao Yin were away.

Is it that guy Ding Zhiwei?

That kid might not have left yet. He might be holding a sharp knife, hiding behind the door, waiting for him to come back, and launching a fatal attack the moment he opens the door.

He and Zhao Yin exchanged a glance. The latter stepped forward and suddenly pushed open the door. The room was dark and empty, but light shone through the crack in the bathroom door.

There's someone in the restroom!
Lin Jue frowned. He thought Ding Zhiwei wouldn't be so stupid as to leave the light on even though he was hiding in the toilet. Wouldn't that be telling everyone that someone was hiding in the toilet?

Isn't it Ding Zhiwei?
"They don't feel like enemies..." Zhao Yin muttered to himself. The yellow liquid on his body stopped flowing, and the eerie aura around him relaxed slightly.

The next second, the sound of flushing came from the toilet. Then the toilet door opened, and a figure came out clutching his stomach. He was taken aback when he saw Lin Jue, and then smiled apologetically, "I came to your room to look for you, but I didn't expect you to be here. I also had a stomachache, so I borrowed your toilet. I hope you don't mind?"

When they saw the figure emerging from the restroom, Lin Jue and Zhao Yin were both stunned: "Director Dong?"

They never expected that it would be Dong Jian who barged into the room, and that he would even go into the toilet and take a big dump.

Isn't this a bit too overly familiar?
Lin Jue's heart skipped a beat. According to the character of Dong Jian in this script world, he would never do such a thing. Could it be that this Dong Jian...

Thinking of this, Lin Jue tentatively greeted, "Long time no see, Dong Jian."

Dong Jian smiled and said, "Long time no see, number 1..."

"No, that's not right, I should call you Lin Jue." (End of Chapter)