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

escape!

We must leave here immediately!

This was the only, and last, sanity in Nguyen Van's mind.

however.

As he tried to turn around, tried to back away, tried to escape from that open gate of hell.

He was horrified to discover this.

My body felt as if it were tightly bound by countless invisible threads, completely frozen in place.

I can't move.

His feet seemed to be rooted to the ground. No matter how frantically he roared and struggled in his heart, his body remained motionless, and he couldn't even bend a single finger.

An invisible force is controlling him.

That power.

It comes from this bottomless elevator car right in front of us.

Like a hungry beast, once it sees its desired prey, it uses invisible tentacles to lock it firmly in place, giving it no chance to escape.

No...don't...

Ruan Wen's eyes were bloodshot from extreme fear, and his pupils were constricted to the limit.

He could sense it.

That force was forcing his body to do the things he least wanted to do.

His left foot, driven by a strange force beyond his own control, slowly rose.

then.

Uncontrollably, they stepped into that darkness that could devour souls.

step.

Just one step.

Ruan Wen felt as if he had instantly fallen from the sweltering summer sun into an eternally frozen polar ice cave.

That chill, that deathly silence, that despair instantly enveloped his entire body, seeped into every pore, froze his blood, and numbed his nerves.

Next, it was the right foot.

That's just how he is.

Like a puppet on strings, I walked stiffly, step by step, into that small, crowded, dark space.

creak-

Behind him, the two cold metal doors began to slowly close.

The last glimmer of light from the outside world was gradually squeezed out until it finally vanished completely.

Pure, absolute darkness enveloped everything.

It happened at the very moment the elevator doors closed completely.

Inside the car, a button located at the top of the control panel suddenly lit up.

It was a button with the number "4" engraved on it.

Instead of emitting a normal white or yellow light, it glowed with a deep and eerie dark red, like congealed blood.

In an instant.

The entire enclosed elevator space was shrouded in this ominous crimson light.

Nguyen Van's face, contorted with fear, appeared even paler and more terrifying under the blood-red light, like a demon from hell.

And at that very moment.

In the global live stream, every viewer felt as if their heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

A strong, suffocating sense of unease gripped everyone's hearts.

That elevator definitely has something wrong with it!

No! Why would he go in! He knew it was dangerous in there!

"Didn't you see? His movements are stiff; it doesn't look like he wanted to go in. It's like he's being controlled by something!"

[It's over... I just survived the death trap in the corridor, and now I've fallen into another one... Those damned executioners from the United States! They're the ones who drove Ruan Wen to this dead end!]

What's with this blood-red light? Why is it on the fourth floor? It feels so ominous...

[Didn't that ghost go up the stairs to the second floor before? Why is it still appearing in the elevator?]

Could it be... that ghost came down the elevator again? Just to wait at the door and ambush people? That's too much of a coincidence!

I have a very bad feeling, Ruan Wen... might be in trouble...

Please, nothing bad should happen to you!

You are our only hope for the Lancang Kingdom!

The barrage of comments surged like a tide, filled with curses of terror, worry, and despair.

Every Lancang person.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats, their eyes glued to the ominous crimson color on the screen.

How they wished the miracle could happen again.

however.

In the bizarre world, the least valuable thing is a miracle.

Just as countless people were praying anxiously.

Boom-!

A heavy, muffled thud came from the top of the elevator without warning!

The sound was like a heavy iron block weighing several hundred kilograms crashing down on the elevator ceiling from a great height, causing the entire car to tremble violently!

The sudden loud noise jolted Nguyen Van, who was already on edge.

He did it subconsciously.

She slowly moved her wide, fear-filled eyes upwards, looking in the direction from which the sound came.

He wanted to see what was up in the elevator.

Just as he raised his head and his gaze fell upon the top of the elevator car!

Snap—!!!

A shattering sound, a hundred times crisper than a watermelon exploding, echoed throughout the entire elevator!

Nguyen Van's head.

It was as if he had been struck hard from above by an invisible, massive hammer, and instantly exploded into a bloody, mangled mess of red and white flesh!

Fragments of the skull, mixed with scalding blood and brain matter, sprayed out in all directions, painting the entire blood-red elevator car with an even fresher and more dazzling scarlet!

The headless body swayed for a moment, then collapsed heavily to the ground with a thud.

Blood gushed out like a spring from the smooth cut on his neck, quickly pooling into a thick pool of blood at his feet.

He's dead!

The death was so sudden, so... swift and clean!

next second.

A cold, ruthless system notification, tinged with a hint of blood, silently appeared before the eyes of everyone in the world.

[Ruan Wen, a player from Lancang Kingdom, failed to survive!]

……

The blood-red bullet comments, like a death knell, plunged the global live stream into a deathly silence that lasted for tens of seconds.

Everyone is stupid.

The audience, especially those from Lancang, stared blankly at the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood on the screen, their minds completely blank.

died?

He just...died like that?

Why?!

Everyone was filled with immense bewilderment and a sense of absurdity.

To know.

From beginning to end, Ruan Wen strictly adhered to the rules he had previously tested with his life, and he did not step on a single charred footprint!

Then why did he still die?

And the manner of his death was so tragic!

Is it...

A chilling thought crept into everyone's hearts and rose uncontrollably from the depths of their minds.

Could it be...?

The ghost that left only footprints, did it possess more than one rule for killing?

But... how is that possible!

This completely overturned everyone's understanding of bizarre dungeons!

In all the previous bizarre dungeons.

No matter how powerful or terrifying a ghost is, its rules for killing should be unique and fixed!

This is an ironclad rule!

If a ghost can have multiple, even completely different, rules for killing, how can players find a way to survive?

This is an unsolvable dead end!

Just as the global internet was plunged into great confusion and panic due to Nguyen Van's sudden death.

Hangzhou, the capital of China.

Inside an ordinary male dormitory at a university.

The male college student who had sensed something was wrong earlier was now staring intently at his computer screen, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

His fingers trembled on the keyboard.

He seemed to want to write something, but hesitated because of that terrible guess in his heart.

finally.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and his hands flew across the keyboard.

A line of comments.

He sent it to the already completely boiling Kyushu Kingdom live broadcast room.

Have you ever considered... the possibility that... there was more than one ghost in this hotel from the very beginning?