The Hidden Eye Ghost is dead.

Hei Shengzi, clutching the paper filled with writing, looked ashen.

The time was 7:20 AM the next morning. The remaining eleven players were gathered in room 1208 of the Dolphin Hotel.

Unlike the rooms of Kafi and Dan Fei before, there were no signs of battle in room 1208.

When the players arrived, there was no blood on the carpet, the chairs and tables were in their original positions, the lights were on, and the door was unlocked and open. Only the Hidden Eye Ghost, who should have been staying there, was nowhere to be found.

Combining the experiences of other players and the contents of the note, it could be determined that the Hidden Eye Ghost had met with misfortune.

Those who didn't receive a note last night and were spared were Yuyi Shinju, Plague Doctor, Li Risheng, Mule, and Wanli Fengdao.

Those who received a note were Bai Haozheng, Hei Shengzi, Hidden Eye Ghost, 13mArk, Bob, Liu Wudai, and Ω.

Bai Haozheng received the note at 00:30, the note read [Dodgeball].

Before he could carefully analyze it, he felt something hit him in the back, sending him flying and crashing heavily into the wall.

Fortunately, his Nen ability was almost instinctive.

The moment he was touched by an external object, it activated directly, protecting his internal organs, bones, and muscles.

Otherwise, that one blow would have been enough to break half his bones.

The injured Bai Haozheng heard a silvery, childlike laughter in the room. The voice laughed and said, "Four more times."

Bai Haozheng immediately spread his Nen ability, allowing his Qi to expand outward from himself as a circle, filling every corner of the room.

Within the "circle" reached by his Nen ability, he vaguely sensed three shadows the size of ping-pong balls bouncing back and forth at high speed on various surfaces of the room.

Like the bouncing balls in the sci-fi movie *Men in Black 1*.

Bai Haozheng immediately understood the meaning of [Dodgeball].

For the next two hours,

He maintained the circle of his Nen ability, detecting the position of the three balls,

At the same time, he constructed the structure of the room in his mind, as well as the shapes of all the furniture surfaces,

Predicting the trajectory of the three balls, constantly dodging them.

Finally, at the cost of being hit twice, he managed to lock all three high-speed bouncing balls in the bathroom—the balls could not damage the structure of the room, as long as they were locked in a confined space.

As for Hei Shengzi, he received the note around 00:27, the content was [Tell a Ghost Story].

The moment he saw the contents of the note, a pair of pale, slender, skeletal arms emerged from the void and reached out to grasp Hei Shengzi's shoulders.

One end of these arms was connected to a round head several times larger than a basketball.

The head was gray-black in color, with messy, dirty, sparse long hair, no nose or ears,

Only a pair of wide-open gray eyes, and a mouth that occupied most of the head.

The head opened its mouth with lightning speed and held Hei Shengzi's head.

Razor-sharp teeth gently touched Hei Shengzi's neck, leaving streaks of blood.

The head didn't bite off Hei Shengzi's head, but instead made a low, hoarse sound from its throat, "Tell...me a ghost story..."

Faced with the threat of death, Hei Shengzi's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously wanted to use his skills.

However, as soon as he had the idea of using equipment, props, or skills, before he could even formally implement it,

The monster's mouth quickly closed inward, directly cutting into his trachea.

"Resist, escape, die."

The monster's throat made such a sound.

Although Hei Shengzi had secret techniques to protect him and could quickly heal fatal wounds, if his head was cut off...

He wasn't Xing Tian,

No saving him, goodbye.

As mentioned earlier, Hei Shengzi was the young master of the Other Shore Organization and grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Others had always served to please him, and he had never flattered or catered to anyone.

Threatened by such a strange monster, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak.

Hei Shengzi, with his hair standing on end, hesitated for less than half a second, and the monster's mouth began to slowly close inward,

Sharp teeth pierced his skin, cut his blood vessels, blood splattered, and the pain went straight to his brain.

"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Hei Shengzi hurriedly raised his hand to stop the monster from biting down, racking his brains to tell a ghost story—part of the story came from the internet, and part of it came from his own script missions.

The strange head was not to be trifled with. When Hei Shengzi stopped stuttering or the effect of the story was dull and uninteresting, it would slowly close its mouth,

Until the story Hei Shengzi told reached its climax, it would slightly loosen its bite.

In the following time, Hei Shengzi racked his brains, doing everything he could to fabricate one inferior ghost story after another.

When it reached 3:00 AM, the head finally slowly opened its mouth, smacked its lips with some dissatisfaction, and disappeared into white smoke with a "bang."

Bob, who lived on the ninth floor, was still the same as before, entering the bathtub, deprived of his five senses, and his perception of the flow of time slowed down again.

Liu Wudai, who lived on the third floor, was asked to...[Help with bathing]

The bathrooms in the Dolphin Hotel rooms were equipped with ceramic bathtubs.

When Liu Wudai, holding her bow and arrow, pushed open the bathroom door,

She found a figure already in the ceramic bathtub.

It seemed to be a woman. The reason she said "seemed" was because she had long hair and several deep knife wounds on her face, making it impossible to see her original appearance.

She sat alone in the bathtub,

Her skin all over her body was rotten and ulcerated, covered with pustules, showing a strange green color, reminiscent of a decaying swamp.

Her limbs and torso had a large number of whip marks and burn marks.

Her wrists and ankles were tied with rusty wire. The sharp edges of the wire were deeply embedded in her skin, revealing pale bones.

Yellow-green pus flowed out of the wounds.

The woman just sat there, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

The entire bathroom was filled with an unspeakable stench.

Liu Wudai first called out for a while, but there was no response. Then, she released a healing spell on the other party, but there was no reaction.

She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to execute the contents of the note.

While using her skills to turn the bow and arrow into a floating gun, hovering in the air, ready to fire at any time,

She took off the towel in the bathroom and turned on the faucet of the bathtub,

Slowly wiping the woman's skin.

The entire process of helping with the bath was a nightmare.

The stench in the bathroom could not be cleared away even with the ventilation on. It continuously penetrated her nasal cavity, stinging her brain.

Moreover, the other party's skin was completely rotten and extremely soft. A slight force with the towel would rub off the entire piece of skin—the other party remained silent, not knowing whether she had lost the sense of pain. Liu Wudai cleaned for three hours. She didn't know the woman's age, identity, appearance, or past, and didn't know why she was trapped here in such a state,

But an intuition in the dark,

Told her that the other party was not hostile.

Liu Wudai gently used a towel and clean water to help the other party clean off the dirt,

Sewing up the wounds with needle and thread,

Using scissors to cut off the wire that bound the other party.

Finally, at 02:50, the cleaning was completed.

She didn't know how many times the water in the entire bathtub had been changed.

Although the woman still looked terrifying and狰狞, she was much better than before.

She opened her eyes,

Turned her head to look at Liu Wudai, and slowly nodded.

In her gray and cloudy eyes, there seemed to be gentle gratitude and thanks.

"Thank you."

An imperceptible female voice echoed in the bathroom. The voice was as gentle as Liu Wudai had imagined.