These setbacks did not stop the anomaly from continuing its efforts. In the following time, bizarre events comparable to horror movies continued to occur in the bathroom.

The mirror above the sink suddenly made a dull cracking sound, covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

One could vaguely see in the mirror a long-haired shadow, as black as ink, with white light emanating from its eyes, staring straight at Li Ang, slowly grinning.

Subsequently, black hair began to grow continuously from the gaps at the edge of the mirror, spreading around like vines.

After accumulating a certain amount, they were woven into braids,

whipping and flailing randomly around the bathroom like tentacle whips.

The long-haired shadow in the mirror also slowly walked towards the mirror surface, gradually enlarging, as if to walk out of the mirror, cross the mirror surface, and come to the bathroom.

Li Ang glanced indifferently at the shadow in the mirror, reached into the sack filled with soil, and used alchemy to create a strange prop—

It was a long, hollow metal tube, one end of which was held in his hand.

The other end split into a dozen branches, each ending in a fist-sized steel wool ball.

Li Ang held the metal tube and scrubbed it hard against the side of the mirror.

The grown-out hair was immediately caught by the steel wool balls, entangled with each other, unable to be woven into braids.

Moreover, high-speed methane was ejected from the hollow metal tube, producing flames to burn the hair.

At the same time, Li Ang also picked up the wooden-handled rubber plunger next to the toilet and poked it towards the mirror surface.

*Paji.*

The rubber plunger, specially used to unclog toilets, was fixed to the mirror.

If the shadow in the mirror tried to pass through the mirror surface,

its face would inevitably come into contact with the rubber head of the plunger.

Just thinking about what the plunger had been in contact with was disgusting.

What's even more excessive was that Li Ang also made a conduit, one end connected to the toilet, and one end connected to the mirror,

constantly pumping water from the toilet and spraying it onto the mirror with a "tsz, tsz, tsz" sound.

Li Ang wondered if the anomaly in the bathroom had heard of the famous story—that Japanese workers must scrub the toilet until the water in the toilet is clean enough to scoop up a cup and drink.

First of all, the Dolphin Hotel mainly uses English internally, so it shouldn't be in Japan.

Secondly, this story is completely a fabricated rumor—who in their right mind drinks toilet water?

It's not like making coffee.

Moreover, there is a u-shaped bend in the innermost part of the toilet, which cannot be cleaned with ordinary tools.

That is to say, even if you pour ten bottles of Mr. Muscle into the toilet and scrub it back and forth,

the water in the toilet is still dirty.

The human figure shadow in the mirror stopped in front of the waterfall formed by the toilet water, and fell silent again.

Tsz, tsz, tsz—

Li Ang pinched the outlet of the conduit with a serious face, splitting a stream of toilet fountain into two strands,

then three strands, four strands, five strands,

even scattering it like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, like a shower head.

Tsz, tsz, tsz—

Under Li Ang's gaze, the other party finally dissipated on its own.

And so, Li Ang continued to take a bath undisturbed for twenty minutes.

If one plan fails, another is born.

As Li Ang washed, he realized that as the mud on his body became cleaner and cleaner, the water temperature of the shower head also became higher and higher.

In the end, it even exceeded one hundred degrees Celsius, turning into scorching steam, and the entire bathroom was filled with mist.

Li Ang evolved a thick and tough layer of chitinous carapace on his body, allowing him to withstand the scouring of the scorching steam.

After a brief thought, he tried to secrete oil, secretions, and sweat on the surface of his skin to form body grime, the so-called "bath mud."

Sure enough, after generating body grime, the water temperature of the shower head dropped slightly.

Li Ang raised an eyebrow and kept secreting dirt on his body.

At the same time, he also allowed his skin to grow extra, drooping like a mille-feuille pastry on his arms and belly, producing more body grime—

Although this scene looked a bit insane, it was still very effective.

The water temperature immediately dropped to a normal level. Li Ang lifted his dozen layers of abdominal skin like flipping through the pages of a book and scrubbed happily.

It must be said that the anomalies in the Dolphin Hotel are still very dedicated, even in this situation they still did not choose to leave (maybe it is still in a state of no self-awareness),

unyielding, continuing to fight.

While Li Ang was washing his hair,

two pale arms stretched out from his black short hair, trying to strangle Li Ang's neck.

However, the other party's strength seemed to be insufficient.

Li Ang grabbed the wrists of the two arms with his backhand, "pulled" the other party out of his head, and used a shoulder throw,

slamming it into the bathtub.

And the identity of this anomaly... was actually the fan-covered girl from the oil painting Li Ang had encountered before.

Old acquaintances meeting are especially friendly.

This time, without the obstruction of the oil painting, Li Ang directly took out the Shepherd Soul Bronze Long Scythe, which had not appeared for a long time, from his inventory.

He pressed the blade of the scythe against the fan-covered girl's neck and started friendly communication with her.

Whether it was because the fan-covered girl was no longer in the incomplete state of the oil painting,

or because of Li Ang's kind questioning,

she regained her self-awareness, like Carter Murphy who was lodged in the typewriter, and was able to answer some of Li Ang's questions.

She was also a resident of the hotel, named Judy Cecil, a Spaniard, who died in an accidental car accident during a family trip.

She and her parents, brothers, and sisters were all involved in the accident, but only she was selected to enter the hotel.

She should have entered the hotel a month earlier than Carter Murphy and knew more than Carter Murphy.

For example, she heard that the most senior resident had lived in the hotel for thirty years, always safely and soundly, and even found a husband.

She even received blessings from the hotel staff when she got married.

In addition, historically, many residents have seen anomalies in the corridor at night and survived.

According to their descriptions, there are several types of anomalies:

A creature that looks like a mixture of a monkey and a rat, appearing in clusters, bloodthirsty and brutal, but not very intelligent, can be dealt with by closing the door.

A white man wearing a Dolphin Hotel staff uniform, with a smiling face, will gently ask residents who appear in the corridor in German whether they need help.

You must politely refuse in English to survive.

A rotting old creature holding a pocket, extremely dangerous, has even killed fully armed Dolphin Hotel staff in the few eyewitness records.

After seeing it, you must enter the elevator, constantly transfer floors, and ask the hotel staff for help to survive.

In addition to this, there are monsters disguised as trash cans,

monsters disguised as extra floors, moving back and forth in the Dolphin Hotel,

a clown wandering around with red balloons,

a person made of concrete bricks...