Wan Li Feng Dao, Liu Wu Dai, and Mule were all relatively disheveled, and Mule had suffered considerable injuries. He was drinking a healing potion to mend his wounds.

It seemed they had indeed encountered an anomalous event,

but they were still alive.

After Ω, who lived on the first floor, opened the door and verified their identities, the players climbed the stairs back to the eleventh floor, recounting their experiences from the previous night along the way.

Those who did not receive a note last night were Bai Haozheng, Hei Shengzi, 13mArk, Yu Yi Xin Zhong, and Ω.

Those who received a note were Mu Yin Zhi Gui, Dan Fei, Bob, Plague Doctor, Li Risheng, Mule, Liu Wu Dai, and Wan Li Feng Dao.

Among them, 13mArk, who lived on the eighth floor, and Ω, who lived on the first floor, were fortunate enough to have two consecutive nights without encountering any anomalies.

After gathering, the group took out the notes and began to exchange and analyze them.

Mu Yin Zhi Gui, who lived on the twelfth floor, received another note asking him to sleep. Like yesterday, he entered a dream and saw himself back on the stone bridge.

However, the figure holding an umbrella in front of him seemed to be closer,

and their posture seemed to have changed, as if they were about to turn around and look at Mu Yin Zhi Gui...

Based on their understanding of horror and supernatural works in human history,

everyone was well aware that

Mu Yin Zhi Gui would most likely continue to receive notes asking him to sleep, and continue to meet the black figure with the umbrella on the bridge in his dreams, until the other party completely turned around...

No wonder Mu Yin Zhi Gui looked so terrible, as if he had drunk three bowls of skunk secretion mixed with the sweaty stench of moldy stinky tofu from sweaty socks.

It would be a miracle if he looked any better, knowing that his death could come at any moment.

As for Bob, he was still soaking in the bathtub as he had done yesterday, but this time his perception of time was doubled. Although not fatal, it was extremely uncomfortable,

and he might have a mental breakdown if this continued.

The Plague Doctor was asked to comb his hair in front of the mirror at three o'clock in the morning.

He followed the instructions, and halfway through, he saw a pale hand reaching out from his hair.

Each time he combed, the pale hand would extend further, trying to crawl out from under his scalp.

Terrified, the Plague Doctor subconsciously slowed down his combing. However, moving too slowly or combing the same spot would cause the pale arm to extend even faster.

With only so much space on his head to comb,

he had no choice but to release an anesthetic and hemostatic skill, using a blade to cut off his scalp along with his skull.

Enduring the dizziness from blood loss and the intense pain,

the Plague Doctor used the technology of the Demon Scientist Alliance to reinstall his skull, covering his exposed brain,

while using a skill to enlarge his original skull and scalp,

increasing the area of his head and hair,

and continued to comb his hair until the curfew ended.

Li Ang himself didn't hold back, taking out the note and the room situation he had recorded—after subduing the three oil paintings last night, he confronted the last girl hiding her face with a fan.

Knowing that things couldn't end peacefully, she lowered the fan that had been covering her face, revealing her chin.

Her chin was swollen and bulging, covered with tumors filled with yellowish-green pus, and her skin was dry and cracked, full of crevices.

Countless tentacles wriggled in the crevices, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

The more beautiful the upper half of the girl's face was, the more terrifying and horrifying the lower half was.

As soon as she saw Li Ang, he felt an itch in his chin.

His muscle fibers uncontrollably flipped outward, and his face gradually became like the girl's, splattering blood, with an excessive amount of bleeding.

This feeling was quite terrifying at first.

The girl looked at Li Ang's wide-eyed expression, a smile in her eyes, hiding behind the stool—the figures in the painting could pass through the canvas, but Li Ang couldn't reach into the canvas and forcibly drag her out.

However, she quickly ran out of tricks.

Li Ang caught all the blood spurting from his face with vines, filtered it with a tube, and directly inserted it into a blood vessel in his spine for recycling.

Spray all you want.

Afterward, Li Ang used the biological mother plate to restore his face to its original state.

Then, he picked up the ocean oil painting and, ignoring the girl's terrified eyes, covered her with it. After waiting for ten minutes, he lifted it again.

At this time, the girl was clinging to the wooden chair, struggling to float on the sea, with no more power to resist.

The above is what Li Ang wrote on the paper.

In Mule's room on the fourth floor, the air conditioner broke down yesterday, and the temperature rose to seventy degrees Celsius for two hours.

This morning during curfew, the room's air conditioner malfunctioned again, and the temperature dropped to minus seventy degrees Celsius for three hours.

The situation wasn't optimistic, but he managed to survive with the help of his resources as a wealthy information dealer.

Liu Wu Dai was told not to look up all night. Black strands of hair kept falling from the ceiling of her room, trying to strangle her like ropes and chains.

She dodged and moved around the room, using the short bow and arrows in her hand to constantly destroy the hair on the ceiling, holding on until the end of the curfew.

It is worth mentioning that the arrows she used were all high-end goods purchased from the mall or large organizations.

Each one had special effects, and the strength of the effects was directly proportional to their price.

Roughly estimated, Liu Wu Dai had spent more than three thousand game coins in one night, not counting the stamina potions she drank.

Troubles that can be solved with money are not troubles at all.

As for Wan Li Feng Dao, the note he received was probably the most puzzling.

[Watch TV]

Xiao Dao Ge received a note asking him to watch TV around three o'clock in the morning, so he had to press the power button on the TV.

In other rooms, including Wan Li Feng Dao's room 0208, all the TVs were connected to power cords but could not be turned on normally.

But after the note appeared, the TV in room 0208 could be turned on normally.

The screen first flashed a snowy screen, and then began to play a long video cut from multiple unrelated video clips.

According to Wan Li Feng Dao's description on the paper, the images in the long video were as follows—

A figure wearing a long cloak standing on top of an ancient castle;

A group of strange figures wearing bamboo hats, nearly three meters tall, walking in a rainy forest;

A foamy river with a large number of dead fish floating in it;

A clear blue sky, without a cloud in sight;

A distant view of the Dolphin Hotel, with the hotel brightly lit and the faint, lively sound of a banquet coming from it;

A young woman combing her hair in front of a vanity mirror, keeping a smile on her face;

A close-up of a corridor in the Dolphin Hotel, the corridor is empty, and the clock at the end of the corridor shows the time as 03:33. The second hand of the clock is moving, indicating that it is not a still image;

A black and white image, the same young woman combing her hair in front of a mirror, during which her left eyeball falls out, and she picks it up, eats it, chews it, and keeps smiling;

A staircase that suddenly appears deep in the forest, without railings on either side, with a wooden door at the top, the door is cyan, and a blurry figure staggers into the scene from the right, flickering as it walks toward the stairs, pushes the door open, and disappears.

These images were edited very randomly, with unclear meanings, and exuded a strange atmosphere everywhere.

The entire video repeated three times.

After the third replay, the TV turned off, and the screen went black again.

A bewildered Wan Li Feng Dao waited for an anomalous event to occur, but nothing happened in the room all night.