92 Sacrifice Corridor 6 || Changes
The severe frost was initially resistant to the cold, but as the night deepened, the coldness on the body became increasingly severe.
By the end, his hands were so frozen that he couldn't feel them.
Ye Jingan sniffed, his teeth chattering, "Did I go out and return to winter?"
"Is it necessary for everyone to get together after going out?" Zhou Xia took over unhappily.
Ye Jingan: "Yes, my brain is frozen."
"I think your cerebellum has atrophied due to frostbite." Zhou Xia rolled his eyes.
Xu Yaoyu sneezed twice in succession, and Tian Yiyi silently hugged her in her arms.
Everyone huddled together for warmth, ignoring each other, and their moods became gloomy.
"The temperature changes too much, which is obviously abnormal. Judging from the current situation, it's useless for us to stand here. We can't get any useful information, so I suggest we go back to the room and rest first. What do you think?" Lin Haichen looked at Jing Ning, and the white air he exhaled condensed into white frost and floated in the air while speaking.
Most of the time, Lin Hai was ostensibly in charge, with Jing Ning occasionally expressing his own opinions. This man, who was always accustomed to appearing nonchalant, was the one everyone turned their attention to whenever a decision was made.
"Yeah." The temperature was cold and his voice was cold too.
"Wait a minute, I have another question. Will the death rule you mentioned also happen tonight?" Wu Yushan said indifferently, unlike a student still studying. "Based on your previous experience, what method would have a higher chance of success tonight?"
As she spoke, she glanced at the people one by one with an inquiring look, and the newcomers standing behind her also looked at Lin Haichen.
"Forgive my incompetence, but there's no specific method." Lin Haichen spread his hands. "Every game isn't a sure-win situation. Usually, there's a narrow escape route, with both danger and life coexisting. If you're faced with an unsolvable dead end, it only means one thing: you're going in the wrong direction."
The newcomers were confused by what they heard and had no personal experience so how could they empathize with the situation?
Yan Shuang added, "For example, when we first entered the game, the security guard clearly stated that there would be a power outage at night. This is an explicit condition, and it doesn't necessarily mean death. But everyone should remember that this is a game, and any trivial incident could be fatal. We can only try to avoid it, so I suggest that everyone avoid emitting light in the room after the power outage."
"For example, the old man at the temple across the street only suggested we avoid going there normally. We don't need to rush now; we can wait and see what happens. When we can't find any clues in the neighborhood, or when the game forces us to go, even though we know there's danger, we have no choice but to take risks and adapt to the situation."
“There is no specific solution, and anyone’s ideas and discoveries could find their way out of nowhere.”
"If there's danger at night, just make some noise and we'll do everything we can to help."
Jing Ning tilted his head slightly and looked at him.
Some people think he's lucky, meeting Jing Ning right after entering the game, and having her cover for him if he messes up. Who can say that luck isn't a part of strength? But he's no mere decoration. He's grown rapidly through these trials. A few months ago, when he entered the game, he was as confused and bewildered as these newcomers. Now, he can stand on his own, guiding confused newcomers. No matter how the people around him change, his steadfast and loving heart remains unchanged.
No one in the world is born with a certain ability or skill; it all takes time and effort.
Ye Jingan was listening intently. Tian Yiyi came to his side without him noticing when. "What are you thinking about?"
"He has changed so much. I was in a trance for a moment and thought it was the boss talking." Almost as Yan Shuang finished speaking, Ye Jing'an's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, just reached Jing Ning's ears.
Jing Ning smiled and said, "I brought him up, so of course he looks like me." After saying that, he took Yan Shuang's hand and turned to walk towards the room on the fifth floor.
There was no need for others to stand downstairs and be blown by the cold wind, so they went upstairs one after another to their respective rooms.
The room was much warmer, and Yan Shuang's frozen fingers gradually began to regain feeling. The two of them did not touch anything in the room. The walls were covered with incomprehensible scribbles left by children.
The fog outside the window was getting thicker and thicker. Yan Shuang walked to the window and looked out through the blurry glass. The fog was like a white curtain, covering the entire world and making it impossible to see the scenery in the distance.
Yan Shuang locked the windows to prevent himself from freezing to death while sleeping.
"What are you looking at? Come to bed quickly. My bed is already warm. How can you bear to leave me alone and unable to sleep?" Jing Ning said pitifully while lying on the bed.
Yan Shuang really went to bed. When Jing Ning was still wondering why he didn't say anything bad to him today, a pair of icy feet suddenly attacked his calves.
"I..." His eyes opened wide, and as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Yan Shuang covered his mouth with his hands.
"Didn't you ask me to come? Are you disgusted with me so soon?" Yan Shuang's lips curved up, and she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I'm telling you, it's too late."
Jing Ning pulled his hand away and pecked him on the mouth, "You've learned bad things."
Having said that, he wrapped his strong arms around Yan Shuang tightly, holding her in his arms to keep her warm. "But I love you even more."
The two closed their eyes and fell asleep, and time slowly moved towards the deep night.
The lights went out for some reason, and the room was swallowed by endless darkness, accompanied by the sound of a soft bell.
Yan Shuang, who was sleeping, started and opened his eyes.
The darkness was abnormally dark, as if all the light had disappeared, and it was impossible to see the outline of anything.
He suddenly remembered the scene in the previous game where Ye Jingan was blinded by a ghost. He wondered if he was in the same situation. Fortunately, when he felt a warm sensation behind him, he finally put his heart at ease.
Ghosts have no temperature, it's just that the light is too dark.
Yan Shuang did not act rashly. He opened his eyes and looked around, calming himself down quickly and listening carefully to the movements around him.
When people lose their vision, their hearing becomes very sensitive.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong"
The sound of bells ringing in the distance gradually became clearer, mixed with noisy crying, which came and went.
The sound of the bell seemed to be very far away from him, but it was extremely clear. With each strike, the crying became louder. The voices of men, women, young and old intertwined together, which was creepy.
Yan Shuang remained motionless, listening hard. The bell showed no signs of stopping, as if it was getting louder and louder. The deafening sound even gave her a headache.
Jing Ning, who was woken up by the noise, tutted in dissatisfaction.
"Bang——" There was another loud noise, and this time the crying was even louder.
No, that's not right. The crying sound was moving, slowly coming towards where they lived.
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