A bizarre resurrection: I, Yang Jian, am bound by a contract with the school beauty!

Li Yao's voice had not yet completely dissipated in the lobby.

Yang Jian's words, "Let's be spectators first," had just fallen.

It was at this moment that...

Clang!

A heavy, long, ancient bell-like sound, as if coming from the depths of hell, suddenly resounded throughout the entire hotel without warning!

This bell doesn't sound like it's telling time.

It's more like a...

A death knell!

At the end of the first-floor corridor, the players from various countries who had just stamped their room numbers on their doors and hadn't even had a chance to relax felt their hearts tighten at the sound of the bell!

Yang Jian and Li Yao, standing in the lobby, felt it even more clearly...

As the bell tolled.

The air in the entire hotel seemed to become thick and cold in an instant, as if some terrifying thing that had been dormant for a hundred years had been completely awakened!

next moment.

A scene that sent chills down everyone's spines unfolded!

It was on that dark red carpeted corridor leading to the first-floor guest room area.

A charred footprint appeared out of nowhere!

The footprint wasn't large, and it looked like it belonged to an adult male.

But it was as black as charcoal.

The edges still bore the marks of being scorched by the high temperature, deeply imprinted in the carpet's pile, emitting a faint wisp of smoke.

Followed by.

The second, the third, the fourth...

One after another, charred footprints appeared on the red carpet at a leisurely pace.

Each of them appeared.

They were all silent, yet they carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

as if.

There was an unseen "person" with bare feet that had been burned by flames.

From the depths of the corridor.

I walked step by step toward the hotel lobby.

These imprinted footprints, once they appear, will never disappear, like hideous scars, forever left there.

soon.

The unseen "thing" walked out of the corridor and into the lobby.

And its direction of travel was straight towards Yang Jian and Li Yao, who were still standing in the same place!

"It...it's coming!"

Li Yao's face instantly turned ashen.

She instinctively gripped Yang Jian's arm tightly, her body trembling slightly from extreme fear.

As a being that is half-human and half-ghost.

She could sense the terrifying aura emanating from the owner of the footprint more clearly than any other human present!

That was pure, undisguised malice and death energy, enough to crush any living being in an instant!

Just sensing this aura made her soul tremble!

We've only just entered the hotel.

Less than five minutes later, they ran into such a terrifying being?!

"Yang Jian! Hurry! Let's go up to the second floor!"

Li Yao's voice was tinged with tears as she tried to pull Yang Jian toward the stairs.

at the same time.

The official live stream room of Kyushu Kingdom was already completely silent.

Hundreds of millions of viewers held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats, staring intently at the approaching, charred footprints on the screen.

Bullet comments.

After a brief pause, it erupted like a flash flood!

[It's over! It's over! Yang Shen has overestimated himself this time!]

Why did you stay on the first floor?! If you'd gone up to the second floor earlier, you'd be fine! Now you're being targeted by a ghost!

[This footprint... just looking at it sends chills down my spine. What kind of monster is this?!]

[Run, Yang Shen! Don't just stand there!]

Panic and despair instantly enveloped the entire Kyushu livestream room.

Everyone thinks so.

Yang Jian made a fatal mistake in this decision!

He shouldn't have put himself in such an obvious danger just to observe others!

however!

Faced with the ever-approaching mark of death, faced with Li Yao's anxious urging, faced with the overwhelming anxiety in the live broadcast room.

Yang Jian remained standing still, motionless.

His face.

There was not the slightest fear or panic, not even the slightest hint of seriousness.

He just watched calmly.

His deep eyes remained completely still.

It was as if the person walking towards them wasn't a terrifying ghost capable of instantly killing top players, but just an insignificant passerby.

The charred footprints were getting closer and closer.

ten meters.

five meters.

three meters.

Li Yao closed her eyes in despair.

The countless viewers in the live stream were utterly disheartened.

finally.

The charred footprints stopped less than a meter away from Yang Jian.

time.

At this moment, it was as if the pause button had been pressed.

one second.

two seconds.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Jian would be torn to pieces by some unseen force in the next second.

The footprint suddenly... turned right!

It bypassed Yang Jian and Li Yao.

He walked straight to the stairs leading to the second floor, and then, step by step, with a heavy rhythm, disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

That ghost didn't attack them at all!

"..."

"..."

The whole world seemed to have fallen silent.

Li Yao slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the empty space in front of her and the charred footprints that stretched all the way to the top of the stairs. She was completely dumbfounded.

In the Kyushu live stream room.

The overwhelming barrage of comments also experienced a strange lag, leaving everyone speechless from this incredible turn of events.

Did you...dodge it?

No, that's not right!

That wasn't dodging at all! That ghost, from beginning to end, never seemed to have any intention of attacking Yang Jian!

Why?!

The real world.

Inside the joint analysis department of various countries, all the experts and think tank members frowned.

"What's going on? This ghost's killing pattern isn't 'encounter'?"

"If it were any other player, we could draw a preliminary conclusion right now:"

This ghost will not attack anyone you meet in the lobby.

Its triggering conditions are different.

"But... the target is Yang Jian, so we can't judge this by common sense."

"That's right. This man himself is a huge variable. His previous experiences have proven that many of the rules of ghosts are ineffective on him."

Therefore, his experience cannot be used as a basis for drawing conclusions about patterns!

Experts were discussing it extensively.

However, no effective conclusions were drawn.

The special nature of Yang Jian.

This prevents them from analyzing the ghost's behavioral logic in the same way they analyze other players.

It was at this moment that...

"Squeak—"

In the corridor on the first floor, a door that had just been branded with the number "107" was quietly pushed open a crack.

A dark-skinned, wary-looking Iraqi player poked half his head out.

Obviously.

The eerie chiming and deathly silence he had just experienced made him uneasy.

He wanted to come out and check the situation, and exchange information with his ally in the next room.

He carefully observed the corridor.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he took a deep breath and stepped out of the room with one leg.

He was prepared to immediately report this intelligence about "movement outside the door" to his allies.

however.

The instant his feet touched the dark red carpet!

Pfft—!

A barely perceptible whooshing sound suddenly rang out!

Immediately afterwards!

The Iraqi player's body stiffened abruptly, and his protruding head seemed to be severed by an invisible blade!

A huge head, with an expression of utter astonishment, shot into the sky!

Hot, fresh blood.

Like a fountain, it gushed out from his broken neck, instantly staining the door frame and carpet red!

The headless corpse.

He swayed twice in place, then fell heavily to the ground with a "thud".

From opening the door, to stepping onto the red carpet, to being beheaded!

the whole process.

Less than a second!

What on earth happened? At that moment, everyone was stunned!

"What exactly is going on?"

"Why did the players from Iraq die as soon as they opened the gate? What happened during that time?"

"I don't know!"

"I have no idea what happened! The player died without anything happening?"

"Wait! He must have triggered some kind of murder rule!"

"But what exactly is it?"

"I don't understand it at all, I don't understand a single thing, nothing happened at all!"

"It's not necessary to see a ghost to trigger the rule; this rule... should be triggered without even touching a ghost!"

"So, what are the details?"

"Should I open the door and step onto the carpet, or leave after the bells ring?"

"......."

There are still too few clues. At this point, it is difficult to deduce the corresponding rules from these clues.

he,

How exactly was he killed?

"So, how exactly did he die?" Li Yao asked, puzzled.

They were the ones who actually got close to that ghost...