Gwen really wanted to refuse to answer Jiang Ran's question; it was obvious he was trying to get something for nothing!
"What, you don't want to tell me?"
Gwen gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "I am, absolutely, willing!"
Ugh! I absolutely have to kill this brat if I get the chance!
"If you're willing, then hurry up and tell me."
The Contract Doll is bound by rules and cannot tell any lies, which can be considered a reassurance to the ghost story writers who have to pay the price.
Jiang Ran paid a huge price this time. Others only lost a few body parts, but he was exploiting child laborers and was constantly tormented by his conscience!
Isn't such a huge price enough?
"That's right, it was indeed sandwiched between some books."
Jiang Ran nodded. Sure enough, since the rules mentioned bookshelves, this place is definitely not useless!
If you don't think of this, the progress will be stalled. Even if you guess that the key is in a certain book, there is a very high probability that you will encounter that book with pure black pages during the search!
Rule Six: After 9 o'clock, you may browse the books in the bookshelf, but if you see a page with a completely black page, please close the book and put it back in its original place within one second, and you must not think about what the book looks like within one minute.
Aren't you going to look for that book?
Gwen came over and obediently pulled Jiang Ran's hand, but in her heart she was thinking about killing this guy as soon as possible. This book seemed like a good choice!
Once he's completely consumed by reading, I'll be free!
"No rush." Jiang Ran smiled. How could he not know what the little girl in front of him was thinking? "The next rule won't be announced until tonight, why are you in such a hurry to find the key?"
As he spoke, his stomach growled. If he hadn't eaten a plate of grilled fish yesterday, he would probably be even hungrier today.
In the world of ghost stories, the source of food is of paramount importance. There was once a ghost story world with a one-month limit. Many ghost story masters did not die under the rules, but instead starved to death!
This is why he cooked and ate the fish on the first day instead of throwing it away; it's best not to waste food here.
Rules are never the first priority; survival is.
Jiang Ran walked all the way to the kitchen, where the refrigerator was empty. He had actually checked it yesterday, and it seemed that it hadn't been refreshed today either.
Gwen chuckled lightly: "Heh, you might as well starve to death!"
What are you muttering about over there?
"Ah—no, I was just complimenting your good looks."
"Of course!" Jiang Ran smiled smugly, then beckoned to her, "Come here!"
If there's anything you don't know, why not ask the magical Contract Doll!
"Tell me, where is the food I can eat?"
Gwen puffed out her cheeks. This guy had so many questions to ask every day! Her workload was already way over the top!
But she had no choice but to speak out, and she couldn't lie either. It was like they were really taking advantage of her!
"It's in the basement! Go find it yourself!"
Sure enough, she heard the next question.
Where is the basement?
"Tsk tsk, the baby looks so pitiful, I bet he's about to cry."
"It seems that individuals like them have to pay a price to obtain certain privileges. Brother Jiang's attempt to get something for nothing is essentially making that little girl suffer a one-sided loss!"
"Pass this on: Brother Jiang is exploiting little girls!"
"Pass this message down: Brother Jiang won't even spare little girls!"
A moment later, Jiang Ran moved the large bed in the bedroom. The ghostly hand under the bed had long since disappeared. Looking at the hidden door, he exclaimed, "This is hell! If Gwen hadn't brought me here, who would have known there was a passage here!"
When Jiang Ran entered the basement, most of the other ghost storytellers were still in the study, unsure of what to do next, but a few of them noticed something was wrong!
The first person to turn the page was Weipus from Beilian!
The rule says you can turn the pages after 9:00, but this rule isn't necessarily entirely correct. However, Wips didn't think too much about it and started turning the pages.
He naturally has his own trump card.
There must be some important clue hidden in the bookshelf!
Several people began to flip through the book, but because they did so in different orders, Wips was not the first to find "that book".
A ghost storyteller from the continent kept turning the pages until the black page stopped in front of him!
Without hesitation, he immediately closed the book in a second and slammed it on the table, while warning himself not to think about what the book looked like!
But he had no choice; the more he cared about this matter, the clearer the image of the book became!
Bang--!
His head exploded like a watermelon, scattering scarlet worms all over the ground.
Seeing this horrific scene, viewers in the live stream felt nauseous. Soon, the screen went black, signifying his failure to complete the challenge.
The moment you see the pages of a book, your mind is already on edge. It's hard to imagine what kind of person could guarantee that they wouldn't think about what the book looks like for even a minute. It's practically impossible!
Because the more you care, the less likely you are to forget!
At the same time, Wips' hand also touched the same book!
Seeing the identical cover, the Northern Alliance observer broke out in a cold sweat and quickly used another warning opportunity: "The book you're holding has black pages!"
Wips stopped turning the pages immediately, but he didn't put the book back right away!
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