Sher noticed a smudge on the coffee table that had been rubbed by someone.
She looked around, but there were no footprints in the empty living room. The scratch was quite conspicuous.
Apartment 603 is also a three-bedroom apartment, with a large master bedroom on the left and two side bedrooms on the right.
The curse's attraction only leads here before disappearing; the Order Reconstruction only flashes and offers no direction whatsoever.
One or two are like television sets on the Gobi Desert, unusable and just sputtering static.
After much deliberation, Sher started his search from the master bedroom.
She and Shi Jinzhe also shared the master bedroom. That room was very strange. She was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of wood falling to the ground. When she touched the side next to her, she found that Shi Jinzhe was gone.
I waited in the room for a few minutes, but the person still didn't appear; he just mysteriously disappeared.
She searched from the fourth floor upwards, and walked through the corridors of the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors, but heard nothing unusual, so she had no choice but to return to her room on the fourth floor to wait.
After another fifteen minutes, still no word from Shi Jinzhe, she threatened the system and finally gave it a clue that he was on the sixth floor. When she asked for more information, the system pretended to be dead, and even removing the ribbon was useless.
Pushing open the door to the master bedroom of 603, what greeted Schech's eyes, besides the extremely simple bedroom, was a pair of white high heels with their toes pointing outwards.
The shoes were placed below the curtains on the balcony, and were not visible unless the wind blew the curtains up, allowing her to see them immediately.
Schech went to the balcony, where the panoramic windows were wide open, and snowflakes were hitting his face.
The temperature here is so low that people's bodies stiffen, and the yin energy and coldness envelop their entire bodies. However, the [Order Reconstruction] is lit up, and it is recovering from an incomplete broken circle to a perfect circle. But when it is only a little bit away from being sealed, the pattern stops moving.
Shech walked back and forth a few times, but no matter how he moved, the sealing progress bar remained stuck there, without any change.
After several unsuccessful attempts, Shekh extended his fangs and condensed two drops of venom onto the array.
The curse seeped into the formation and vanished in the blink of an eye.
Shi Jinzhe's hand trembled slightly as he lifted the long fang and examined it.
The fangs must have sensed something, and unsurprisingly, it sensed Shekh.
In the cold room, Shi Jinzhe shifted his gaze from the venomous fangs to the golden vine he held in his hand, noticing that the flower bud was slowly opening towards the window.
The golden flowers glowed with a soft, gentle light, drawing me in that direction.
Despite the biting cold wind blowing in their faces, the flowers in their hands bloomed more and more profusely.
The large flower covered half of the back of his hand. Sher took a step forward, following the direction of the gold vine ring, and walked almost to the very edge of the balcony.
A chilling aura invaded his consciousness, and Shi Jinzhe's reason was almost disrupted by the chaotic gusts of wind. He moved his feet little by little, following the direction of the golden flowers as he walked out.
The paused and closed [order reconstruction] started to rotate again. When the golden ring was completely closed and the golden flower was in full bloom, it took another step forward.
The next second, he lost his footing and plummeted.
"Smack!"
A fair hand precisely grasped Shi Jin's outstretched arm.
When the weightlessness stopped, he looked up and saw Sheikh above him holding his wrist.
"You actually dare to go forward."
"We've already made contact, so you must be right next to me."
Shi Jinzhe was pulled up by Shehe, and the moment he landed, he saw a dilapidated room that had been burned.
The walls were charred black, the floor was covered in broken glass, the panoramic balcony was reduced to a mere frame, and a pair of high heels sat at the doorway.
The fleeting scene disappeared, and the master bedroom of 603 returned to its familiar simplicity and coolness.
Shi Jinzhe noticed the white high heels under the curtains and recalled her act of jumping off the balcony; her joy quickly cooled.
"I thought this was fake..."
Shekh couldn't understand his mutterings. "What do you mean fake? I'm real. Who else would come looking for you but me?"
“I know you’re real, otherwise the fangs wouldn’t have reacted. I was talking about something else.”
Shi Jinzhe hugged Shehe briefly, then let go and pulled her outside, saying, "Let's go back and talk about how strange this house is."
"Aren't you going to test whether I'm a fake or not?"
"No need. No one but you can pull me back."
The two quickly left 603. After exiting the building, Shi Jinzhe looked at the walls on both sides. The corridor made of human bones had disappeared, and everything outside looked normal.
As Shi Jinzhe descended from the sixth floor to the fifth, he glanced across the fifth-floor corridor and saw a huge man lying there, his fat flesh piled up, and his wide-set, rat-like eyes about to look in his direction.
There was another person lying next to him, seemingly dead or alive, who appeared to be a player who had come out in the middle of the night to look for clues.
This instance is not suitable for fighting at night, so Shi Jinzhe avoided eye contact with the monster and led Shekh back to the master bedroom of 402 as quickly as possible.
As soon as he entered the room, he pressed Shekh back into bed, saying, "Go to sleep, don't think about anything, fall asleep as quickly as possible."
"I can't sleep when you're the riddle teller."
“If you can’t sleep, you can coax me to sleep,” Shi Jinzhe pulled the blanket up and buried himself in her arms. “Here, fear becomes reality. There are two spaces at night: reality and illusion. It’s hard to tell the difference between the real and the fake.”
Just like how he had always thought the woman in the fire and the high heels at the door were illusions before Shekh arrived, but what he just saw clearly proved that they had actually existed.
Perhaps what they now believe to be the real space is actually the fake one.
As I pondered these thoughts, my mind started to get a little muddled.
He still couldn't figure out what was real and what was fake. The overlapping spaces here were like a jigsaw puzzle, with one piece real and one piece fake, which was very deceptive.
No wonder Wu Yu said not to go out after 11 o'clock; this place is full of traps.
The player, who was clearly not allowed to leave Building 3, almost committed suicide by jumping off the building.
After receiving the hint, Shekh managed to suppress his inquisitive mind and closed his eyes to sleep.
The bedroom fell silent again. Shi Jinzhe held her tightly, giving up on thinking about these things.
After a while, Shekhli let out a breath and said, "Why don't you strangle me?"
"You can pull it back."
"...I'll come looking for you if you disappear."
"I know you did it."
Shi Jinzhe loosened the distance slightly and said, "We can't see each other because we've entered two different spaces. Actually, when I can't see you, you should be in another space, lying next to me."
"So as long as we sleep soundly enough, nothing will really happen..."
"There's a chance that when we wake up, the spatial boundary will disappear, and we'll be able to see each other."
"I understand. Cleverness can backfire."
She and Shi Jinzhe were too cautious, not letting go of the slightest sign of trouble, which resulted in them falling into a trap.
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