Da, da, da.

The walking pattern on the rooftop resembled two people walking side by side. Some people recalled the urban legend Ye Zhan had mentioned, imagining that it was like the person behind walking with their arm around the shoulder of the person in front...

"Smack."

The dragging feet kicked up a piece of broken tile, which rolled off the roof and shattered into pieces.

"ah--!"

Jiang Xiaowan screamed at the top of her lungs, perfectly portraying a startled and jumpy character.

She poured her frustration with the plot into the performance, venting her emotions with extraordinary effort. When she shouted it out, Qian Chang and Fu Guan next to her almost went deaf.

"What the hell are you crowing at? It's just a piece of tile falling down, look at how scared you are."

Qian Chang waved his fist and gestured near Jiang Xiaowan's ear, showing his impatience with her crying.

His threats only made Jiang Xiaowan cry louder, which made the monster on the rooftop walk even more frequently.

Tiles fell one after another, and fear made several teenagers restless. They questioned Shekh about what to do, especially Yao Shu and Jiang Xiaowan, who were close to the top of the tower and just wanted to escape as quickly as possible.

However, Huang Yingzong at the back of the line was frozen in place by the plot and refused to go downstairs. In an instant, the stairs were crowded with people, all crying and shouting for their mothers.

Schech stood firmly in place, his back to Shi Jinzhe, and wasn't squeezed much.

As the path changed from going up to going down, Ye Zhan, who was behind her, also changed from walking behind to walking in front.

He was restless and raised his hand to pat Lin Shu's shoulder hard, taking the opportunity to push her body down.

After a few times, Ye Zhan apologized in a naive tone, "I'm sorry, Sister Lin Shu, I was too scared. I didn't mean to."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Shu turned her back to him and almost fell on Huang Yingzong, but her answer was very understanding.

"That's good. I was worried you'd be unhappy." Ye Zhan said, giving him another push.

His skills need to draw blood to be more powerful, but the overall level of the players in this round is quite good. Their stupidity and foolishness are just their personas, not their true abilities.

He had to seize the opportunity now and strike first, otherwise the plot was too unpredictable and he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the next one.

"Sister Lin Shu, you're so easy to talk to."

Ye Zhan's petty tricks didn't stop there. Seeing Huang Yingzong blocking his way, he went a step further and increased his pushing motion.

"Yes, I'm easy to talk to."

Lin Shu loosened the hair ties that bound her pigtails and recombed them into a high ponytail.

Just as Yao Shu on the sixth floor was desperately kowtowing and praying to the evil spirits, she suddenly snatched the candle from Huang Yingzong's hand, shouted "How terrifying!", and then threw the candlestick away.

The flames were extinguished by the wind as the tower plummeted at high speed. Without a light source, chaos erupted inside. Everyone frantically moved around like headless flies, with only the sounds of panting and footsteps as if they were fleeing for their lives.

On the dark staircase, Ye Zhan instinctively felt a dark shadow rushing towards him.

Lin Shu steadied herself on the stairs, half her body dangling outside the railing to give herself room to maneuver. Taking advantage of the chaos, she raised her leg and delivered a side kick, sweeping fiercely at Ye Zhan. The force was so strong that the resulting gale blew all the way to Shehe.

"Don't push, don't push!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong now?"

Qian Chang kept shouting because the people in front of him suddenly backed up the stairs, squeezing his back against the sealed window so that he couldn't move at all.

The rapid stomping made the wooden planks tremble. Lin Shu's attack was blocked by Ye Zhan's arm. He then clenched his fist, turned around, and smashed an elbow strike down on Lin Shu's head.

With a clang, a heavy sword blocked her attack. When that failed, Lin Shu took the opportunity to somersault to the side, landing heavily on the sword. Taking advantage of Ye Zhan's moment of bending down, she raised her leg, bent her knee, locked his neck, and twisted and tightened it.

The brat is never going to stop! She's been holding back for ages!

In just a few seconds, the two exchanged a few blows. Ye Zhan's black greatsword had a very large attack range, and when he swung it forward, it accidentally broke a window of the tower.

A cold glint flashed from the sword, and suddenly a face pressed against the broken window frame.

In an instant, the two fighters stopped moving like ducks without electricity, emitting a sharp crack, thus initiating a forced storyline quest.

Lin Shufu buried her face in Huang Yingzong's shoulder and wiped away her tears, sobbing as she told him how scared she was, how terrified she was.

Huang Yingzong scratched his head. It was hard to reconcile her pink, innocent girl outfit with the fierce way she had been attacking Ye Zhan's vital points just now. He felt a sense of incongruity, as if a tiger was being affectionate with him.

It's terrifying; Huang Yingzong can't accept it.

On the other side, Ye Zhan slumped onto the steps, her face flushed red, staring blankly at the broken window, looking completely terrified.

The face appeared for less than half a second before disappearing as if it had been pulled away by something. The movement was so fast that only Shekh could barely make out that there was fur on its face.

Monkeys, or gorillas.

That was her first reaction.

Shekh, whose hand was bent and brittle when touched, wanted to write, but light shone in through the broken window, and the plot did not allow her to touch the bent hand where everyone could see.

This is such a hassle; I'd rather she see a ghost.

Shekh flung his hand away and went straight downstairs.

"We've finished visiting the first attraction, everyone can leave now."

"Are you leaving already?" Yao Shu knelt on the ground, her forehead red and she looked somewhat weak.

No ghosts or monsters appeared directly, and no one died, so this place was a close call.

But only towards others, not her.

Driven by the plot, she made two wishes.

One time was to ask Huang Yingzong to like her, and the other time was to tell the outside world to leave quickly.

A chill followed her like a shadow. Yao Shu stared blankly at the jade bracelet on her wrist, something she had worn since the first time she entered the game.

When she was little, she often saw strange things. Once, she told her mother that there was a person squatting on the wardrobe at home. Her mother was so frightened that she quickly consulted a master.

The kind-looking master asked her to recognize a century-old well as her godfather. Not only that, he also retrieved a jade bracelet from the well for her, saying it was a gift from her godfather.

Other players cannot bring their original world accessories into the dungeon, but she can with her jade bracelet.

Looking at the emerald green bracelet, Yao Shu prayed sincerely in her heart, "Godfather, please bless me. If I can pass this round of the game, I will move back to the village to live with you in your old age."

Yao Shu gripped the bracelet tightly and silently murmured "Dad" three times.

To her surprise, as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt something watching her.

It was the pitch-black humanoid monster she had sensed when she went up to the second floor.

Yao Shu realized that it had become attached to her.

Shekh had achieved her true purpose in letting everyone into the tower: to offer sacrifices to the creatures there. Now that she had done so, everyone could leave.

The excuse of climbing to a high place to look into the distance is just that; Shekh's character certainly knows much more.

The crowd dispersed, and Yao Shu called out to her, wanting to find out more, "Teacher, how many more attractions are we going to visit?"

"It depends."

Yao Shu: "..."

That's as good as saying nothing at all.

"The ground is cold, get up first."

Jiang Xiaowan pulled her up and kicked Qian Chang's foot, "Aren't you leaving? Are you two planning to stay here and seize power?"

"Ah, let's go, we're going now."

Qian Chang, who had been in a daze, suddenly snapped out of it and followed the two downstairs.

After everyone left the tower, a charred outline gradually appeared on the wooden plank he had been leaning against.