Chapter 009 Despicable Outsider
The annual ceremony of the gods' advent is undoubtedly a good opportunity.
Of course, only the most devout believers who have passed the test are qualified to participate in this ceremony. Rong Le is still young and not qualified to be exposed to these, so she can only sit bored at the door of the small auditorium.
He looked at the window with heavy curtains drawn, thinking aimlessly.
...What exactly will the ceremony be like?
When he was able to enter the chapel or stand in the bishop's position, he would probably have reached a high position by then - although he never doubted this.
As a member of the church, his fate was already determined. After studying in public school, he would be completely labeled as a church member, and his life would only rise and fall in this space.
His parents were also in the auditorium. He had asked them for specific details, but they always evaded him.
Rong Le squatted at the door, and after a while, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.
——Why don’t you go and see it for yourself?
He remembered that when he was arranging the curtains in the small auditorium a few days ago, one of the curtain rails seemed to be slightly stuck.
It wasn't a serious problem, and the person pulling the curtains could have fixed it with a little force. But if no one noticed this detail, there would be a small gap in the window, enough to see what was happening inside the small auditorium.
It was a backlit corner, and he was completely inconspicuous standing there. Even if there was no gap as he imagined, he would not lose anything.
This idea seemed to be bewitching him. With the intention of checking, he stood up and walked in the direction he remembered.
Coincidentally, Rong Le actually saw a gap.
It was hard to tell what he was thinking at that time. As if controlled by an invisible hand, he moved his body slightly and looked into the gap.
For a long time afterwards, Rong Le wondered why he had such a sudden idea that day, why that gap happened to exist, and why...he saw that scene.
Everything they saw turned into a midnight nightmare, their ears were filled with maddening wails, and the blood flowed around them.
He stood there in a daze, his whole body stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant, and his whole body was cold.
Rong Le's trembling green pupils kept shrinking, and he even saw two familiar figures in the small auditorium.
His parents, like everyone else around them, were smiling at the statue in the center with fanatical fascination.
…
At that moment, it seemed as if something was broken, as if a big hole had appeared in his chest, and cold wind kept drilling into the hole.
It was not until she heard a loud shout coming from inside that Rong Le suddenly woke up and stumbled away from the window.
He didn't know if anyone was catching up with him, nor did he know where to go. He just kept running, trying to escape from that terrifying vortex. Finally, he ran to the small garden and saw Renault, who was always so calm.
Rong Le ran over looking quite embarrassed, her hands supporting her knees and breathing heavily uncontrollably. Renault turned the page of the book on his lap and stared at him with his pure black pupils: "Are you scared?"
Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative. Rong Le tried to hide her emotions, but found that her whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
“…”
Rong Le looked at his shaking hands, closed his eyes, and his expression was unprecedentedly silent.
He was indeed not a devout believer. He never followed the rules, pretending to blend into the group as a rebellious outlier, and self-hypnotizing to adapt to the surrounding environment. Rong Le thought that by wearing a hypocritical mask, he could survive in the church like a fish in water.
But this moment shattered all his cognition and overturned his impression of the church.
Yes, beneath the light, there must be deeper darkness.
One day he will have to face this cruel and oppressive truth, submit to this deep and solemn church, and the indifferent gods will listen to the prayers of the lambs and bring down harsh judgment on the aliens.
Even an omnipotent God cannot change the will of mankind.
He stared at the palm of his hand in a daze until he heard Renault turn another page, and then he came back to his senses.
"Renault, I..."
He had never felt that everything was so weird and crazy. That room was simply a symbol of hell and the devil.
Everyone in that room was doomed.
Renault looked at him quietly, that subtle scrutiny so cold, his emotionless eyes inhuman and icy.
Rong Le didn't notice this. He was immersed in his own thoughts, his head in a mess.
"You can't get away."
Rong Le looked up at him in a daze. Renault stated a fact in a declarative tone, as if he saw through his inner thoughts: "Everyone in this country is a believer in God. No matter where you go, it's like you are under His watchful eye."
He closed the book in his hand and handed it to Rong Le: "But in this world, only knowledge is eternal and unchanging. It is the path closest to the truth."
"If you want to change your destiny, this is the hardest and longest road."
The book handed to her was like a multiple-choice question, asking Rong Le whether to choose to escape or resist.
Rong Le lowered her eyes and looked at the words on the book. The old font printed on the cover exuded a magical charm that could not be ignored.
[Book of the Dead].
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In the quiet room, Kurosawa's voice sounded faintly: "Did you see the illusion that frightened you?"
Rong Le: “I saw it, but not much.”
"The brain is very mysterious, and we are still exploring its mysteries." Kurosawa's tone was calm. "The same is true for hallucinations. It's very likely just an illusion created by your mental projection."
"Of course, your brain will also tell you some things you have forgotten. Those things you have abandoned in the corner are gradually awakening with your steps."
Rong Le was already very satisfied that she could get these vague memories through Kurosawa.
He frowned, then slowly opened his eyes and regained consciousness.
"You're so tense. How do you feel now?" Kurosawa poured him a cup of tea when he woke up. "Drink some water. Hot tea is very nice in this weather."
"Thank you, doctor." Rong Le said gratefully.
Kurosawa seems to be just an ordinary doctor. He is very natural during the conversation, without any abnormality. What kind of deal could he have with his boss, and what kind of secrets does he hide?
Everything is shrouded in mystery, waiting for Rong Le to unravel the truth.
Rong Le held the hot tea, his expression becoming more and more relaxed. It was not until it was completely dark that he suddenly realized and glanced at the sky: "Ah, it's so late already."
Kurosawa: "That's all for today. You can get some sleep when you go back and try to stop using the medication. If you need anything, come to the hospital and see me."
Rong Le stood up: "Thank you very much, Dr. Kurosawa, for taking up so much time."
"It's okay, it's my job."
Rong Le left the office under Kurosawa's gaze. After closing the door, her expression gradually faded. "...I did gain something, but it's really an unpleasant memory."
The boss's task is not so easy to complete, not to mention that Rong Le intuitively feels that the doctor is hiding a deeper secret. If he wants to complete the task, he needs to get hold of Kurosawa's handle.
Rong Le stood in the corridor and sighed.
Previously in Kurosawa's office, due to time constraints, he did not have time to look through the locked drawers.
But there must be very important clues there.
It was completely dark by now, and the dilapidated hospital corridor looked even more gloomy in the dim light.
Rong Le decided to explore the fourth floor. There were only a few rooms in the entire corridor that could be opened, which contained beds and medical equipment. The rest of the doors were locked.
He pried open a few rooms and found that they were just abandoned storage rooms.
"Only Kurosawa's clinic is in use on the fourth floor. There's not even a nurse here. This is absolutely ridiculous."
Rong Le was somewhat unwilling to not get any information. His intuition told him that there must be something wrong here.
He opened a door again, and after finding that there was still nothing inside, he was about to close the door in disappointment, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a window out of the corner of his eye.
Rong Le paused, stood there for two seconds, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.
There was a floor-to-ceiling window in the inner room of Kurosawa's office, which impressed him because it provided good lighting.
This might be the breakthrough.
Rong Le immediately went down to the third floor to find the corresponding room and discovered that it was an abandoned ward.
The door of the ward was made of wood, with only a thin strip of transparent glass above the handle. Through the glass, one could see that the room was completely dark.
Rong Le was about to put her hand on the door handle when she suddenly paused.
...I don't know when there was no one around.
The doctors, nurses and patients who were still scattered in the corridor suddenly disappeared. Rong Le was the only figure in the silent corridor. The lights not far away were flickering, as if they were disturbed by something.
Rong Le's expression turned slightly cold. She slowly raised her eyes and stared at the dark glass behind the door.
A swollen, protruding scarlet eyeball was fixed on it, staring at him intently.
The light at the far end of the corridor went out with a whoosh.
A gloomy and terrifying atmosphere slowly spread in the corridor. The temperature in the entire corridor dropped to an extremely low level at some point, and cold and dampness gradually spread in the air.
Rong Le keenly noticed that moss began to grow at a rapid rate in the corners of the wall, and in an instant the entire corridor looked like it had been abandoned for more than ten years.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
The lights in the hallway began to shatter rapidly.
In a flash, darkness came in front of Rong Le.
If anyone else was in Rong Le's position, they would probably be frightened to the point of going numb all over by the sudden change, but Rong Le stood there calmly.
However, as soon as the arm moved and before it actually took action, the system popped up a red warning prompt.
[Warning: Frequent character collapse will cause your role-playing ability to decline! ]
What was his characterization? The effeminate detective.
Oh, that's okay.
“…”
Rong Le frowned and cursed the City of Mist in his heart.
In the live broadcast room at this time:
"Family, I'm back after reading the announcement..."
"Although I've been mentally prepared, this is actually the Fog City?! Isn't even satellite signals blocked there?"
"No one knows what's going on right now, but the streamer doesn't seem to know either. I've seen him and other mod characters never glance in this direction. What's the special reason?"
"Now we can only wait for the pioneers to load this module, or wait for this player to come out, to know the truth."
"Wait! What's happening now?!"
"Ahhh you guys are finally back! We were so scared to death!!"
"It seems like a death crisis has been triggered!"
"After knowing that this was all true, I felt that it was much more exciting than a horror movie..."
"Don't die, anchor! I'm still waiting for you to know the truth!"
"Is this the foggy city where we narrowly escape death? It's so scary!"
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