Back at her workstation, Xiao Jin opened the file folder and found a document divided into eight parts.
“It seems we need each of us to take a part,” Zhan Wenchen said, his gaze sweeping over everyone.
"How do we divide these?" Nie Xinxin looked at them; there were no numbers on them.
In the end, Xu Qing made the decision: "Let's draw randomly then. It depends on your luck. If you draw a difficult one, don't blame others."
Everyone nodded; this was indeed the fairest method.
They then turned the documents upside down on the table and shuffled them, each taking one.
Without being curious about what others were holding, everyone grabbed their own documents, returned to their desks, and began to organize them.
Xiao Jin sat at her workstation, her fingers rapidly typing on the keyboard.
Her gaze swept over the documents in her hand, and her brows furrowed slightly.
This is a submitted horror story. The content is not complicated. It tells the story of a girl who encounters strange events after renting a room.
In the story, the landlord tells the girl that there is another person who will live with her, but after the girl moves in, she finds that there is only one bed in the house, and there is no upper bunk.
In the middle of the night, the girl vaguely heard someone calling her "sister". When she woke up, she found a dried-out girl's body under the bed.
"To be honest, this story is... so-so," Xiao Jin thought to herself. She didn't find the story particularly scary.
However, just as she looked down to type, she suddenly realized that her vision was blurry.
When Xiao Jin opened her eyes again, she was already sitting on a bed. A dim nightlight shone faintly from the bedside, and the surroundings were deathly silent.
Xiao Jin looked down at herself and realized that this was not her original body, but the body of a strange girl.
Putting the context together, she quickly realized that she had been pulled into the world of ghost stories.
"As expected, there's something wrong with this file." Xiao Jin sneered inwardly, his gaze sweeping across the room.
The room was furnished exactly as described in the story: a bed, a wardrobe, and a tightly closed window. A faint musty smell filled the air, as if the room hadn't been ventilated in a long time.
Just then, she heard a slight rustling sound coming from under the bed, as if something was slowly crawling out.
Xiao Jin looked down and saw a pale arm covered in lividity reaching out from under the bed, its fingers bent as if to grab her ankle.
Xiao Jin was speechless for a moment, then decisively stretched out her foot and stepped on that arm.
With a crisp "crack," the arm was crushed to pieces. The ghost under the bed seemed to be stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Xiao Jin to do this.
"Don't disturb my work, I'm in a hurry," Xiao Jin said coldly, her tone tinged with impatience. She stomped her foot hard, crushing the arm completely.
Seemingly unwilling to give up, the female ghost's figure appeared and disappeared in the dim light. She gathered her strength, and her other arm slowly and stealthily emerged from under the bed.
With an undeniable chill, a sinister coldness permeated the air.
Xiao Jin showed no sign of panic.
Although she can't use the props, she still has her spatial abilities to use!
Almost the instant the female ghost's arm was fully extended, Xiao Jin did not move. He simply raised his hand slightly, and his fingertips seemed to gather fragments of space. A silver light suddenly shone in the dim room.
That was a spatial blade formed from his supernatural power, sharp and cold, capable of tearing apart any obstacle.
With a sharp whooshing sound, the spatial blade, carrying unparalleled power, sliced through the air and struck the female ghost's outstretched arm.
In a flash, a look of fear and resentment crossed the female ghost's face. She seemed to have never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man would possess such terrifying power.
The spatial blade struck its target with pinpoint accuracy. At that moment, not only the female ghost's arm, but also the air around her seemed to be torn apart by this force, creating visible ripples.
The entire room began to twist and shake violently, as if being squeezed by an invisible hand. The furniture creaked in protest, and dust and debris danced wildly in the chaotic airflow.
The female ghost let out a shrill scream, her figure gradually blurring in the distorted space, finally turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing into nothingness.
Xiao Jin's vision blurred again, and this time she was back at her workstation. The document on the computer screen was still open, and the time showed 2:30 a.m.
"Huh? 2:30?"
Xiao Jin blinked. No way, she had only been in that room for less than five minutes, how could several hours have passed?
Xiao Jin looked around and found that the other players were also waking up from the ghost story one after another.
Xu Qing's face was somewhat pale, clearly indicating that she had also experienced a similar terrifying scene. Zhan Wenzhen, on the other hand, adjusted his glasses, his expression remaining calm.
Nie Shuangshuang looked impatient, seemingly disdainful of the antics the game had caused. Wang Bing and Wang Zhongyan, on the other hand, appeared to be in normal condition.
Only Xiao Bin, with a distorted face and lifeless eyes, was clearly not yet fully recovered from the ghost story.
Xiao Jin glanced at him, a cold smile playing on her lips. She knew it; someone as incompetent as Xiao Bin would be utterly helpless against real terror, even without her intervention.
"Let's get back to work, time is running out." Zhan Wenzhen, who had also noticed this, glanced at Xiao Bin indifferently before speaking to the others.
Everyone nodded. Indeed, they only had less than an hour and a half left, and their work wasn't finished. And who knew what they would encounter on the 44th floor!
The players regained their composure and continued organizing the documents, their fingers flying across the keyboard, producing a constant 'clattering' sound...
Meanwhile, Xiao Bin was indeed still trapped in the horror story and hadn't come out.
Like everyone else, Xiao Bin looked somewhat dazed when he received his own document, worried that he would be assigned a difficult task.
Just as Xiao Bin was filled with worry, he sat down at his computer to look at the documents, and the more he looked, the stranger his expression became.
What is this? A cheesy ghost story?
As Xiao Bin grumbled, he placed his hands on the keyboard. But when he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on a street.
It was very dark around, with only one lonely street lamp standing by the roadside.
Beside him was a pool of blood and a mangled human body, with a rolling ball nearby. Upon closer inspection, Xiao Bin discovered it was a helmet.
"Where is this place?" Xiao Bin hadn't even realized what was happening.
He walked forward cautiously, and just as he looked down to check...
A long, flowing head covered in sticky blood rolled out of the bloodstains. Upon closer inspection, a strange smile appeared on the head's lips.
Xiao Bin's face turned deathly pale instantly.
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