Chapter 102

Li Ang didn't explain the specifics of his actions to his two companions. He released the mule and looked toward the fountain pen suspended above the paper.

Earlier, when he "gave a helping hand" to the mule, he made sure that the hand firmly gripped the surface of the pen, preventing it from escaping.

"Glug, glug, glug."

Standing beside her, the mule remained silent, just gulping down healing potions. The small wounds on her body quickly healed.

This healing potion was produced by the Demon Scientist Alliance, and although its effects were far inferior to the miniature life potions sold in the system store, it couldn't immediately heal fatal injuries.

But its advantage was that it was cheap (relatively speaking), and high-level players could afford it.

"What do we do now?"

Hei Shengzi asked hesitantly.

"You can see the things entangled on it, right?"

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and casually asked, "Is there a way to directly remove it? Or communicate with it?"

"I can see it,"

Hei Shengzi answered honestly, "but in my spiritual vision, it's just a chaotic gas that constantly changes color.

It doesn't seem to have a sound mind and memories of its past life, capable of rational communication.

I don't think it can be communicated with through dialogue.

As for removing or sealing it... it's probably difficult,

And it's calmed down now, right? It's not agitated anymore. Can't we just leave it alone?"

Hearing this, Li Ang turned his head to look at Hei Shengzi.

In fact, since entering the script, he had been keeping the [Secret Excavator] title skill activated,

Secretly collecting information on the other players.

The secrets of others were clear at a glance, but the situations of Hei Shengzi, Bai Haozheng, and Ω were special—the secrets floating above their heads were just those few things over and over.

The [Secret Excavator] title skill was working normally. The only explanation was that these three players had anticipated that someone would pry into their minds and had taken preventative measures in advance.

Mundane methods, such as the subconscious defenses against thought thieves in *Inception*,

Couldn't resist the effects of [Secret Excavator].

Mystery would only succumb to higher-level mystery.

Hei Shengzi, Bai Haozheng, and Ω must be carrying equipment, items, or skills with a priority higher than or equal to [Secret Excavator], capable of resisting mind-reading effects.

Therefore, Li Ang only suspected that Hei Shengzi had an exorcism item on him; he hadn't immediately confirmed it.

"We need some kind of precaution."

Li Ang casually spread his hands, his peripheral vision scrutinizing Hei Shengzi's face, trying to analyze the other's psychological activity from the subtle tremors and vibrations of his facial muscles.

However, Hei Shengzi hid his true emotions very well, and no clues could be found.

"Let's close the door first."

Li Ang didn't dwell on this question. He released a [Scatter Debris], closing the door of Room 0408 from a distance, then turned around and picked up the paper on the table.

The front of the paper described the mule's experiences that night.

According to the previous experiences of the players, as long as they survived until dawn, when the curfew ended, such non-immediately fatal anomalous events wouldn't be a problem.

After triggering the anomalous event, the mule, for the sake of caution, asked some harmless questions.

Such as what color the sofa in the room was, the number of chairs, etc.

She deliberately slowed down her speech and spaced the two questions a long time apart, pretending to think, to buy herself time.

"This 'thing' that was invited can clearly say the number and color of the sofas in the room,"

Li Ang pondered and said slowly, "There are several possibilities. One, it has eyes and can perceive the outside world.

Two, it used to be a hotel guest, or it's part of the hotel itself.

Three, it can read minds.

Four, the above reasons overlap.

Hmm... by the way, have you tried just ignoring it and not talking?"

"Huh?"

The mule was stunned when she heard this. "Ignoring it?"

"That's right."

Li Ang nodded and said, "Summoning the Ouija board doesn't necessarily have to involve predictions.

You can summon it, then stare at the pen without saying anything, seeing who can hold their breath longer.

Anyway, the note only requires you to play a paranormal game,

It doesn't require you to win the game; just drag it out until the curfew ends."

"This..."

The mule hesitated for a moment. "I did try to slow down my speech,

But if the time interval between the two questions is too long, the pen will vibrate slightly. I was afraid it would become agitated."

"Oh."

Li Ang nodded. "It doesn't allow delaying..."

Suddenly, the pen that had been calm began to vibrate inexplicably.

The noodle arm on the ground began to show cracks and wounds again.

However, because the ramen arm lying on the ground in a circle was too long, the anomalous energy transmitted from the pen couldn't have a strong effect on the mule.

"Careful,"

Hei Shengzi reminded from the side, "The special energy on the surface of the pen has become active again.

Is it... urging you to ask a question quickly?"

Ask a question? Ask what?

The mule opened her mouth, a little hesitant.

She had asked about the current time, which resulted in her bleeding all over.

If she asked a taboo question now, who knew if the other party would go even further? The mule wouldn't entrust her life entirely to Li Ang's healing skills.

Just as the mule was hesitating, Li Ang's eyes lit up. He took out his pen and wrote on the back of the [Don't Panic When Players Encounter Anomalous Events] paper.

He held up the paper, showing it to the mule.

[★ iS tHeRe ShIt In ThE tOiLeT~]

The paper was written in a row of cyber-slang,

Above the cyber-slang, he thoughtfully marked each word with pinyin.

Translated, it meant, "Is there shit in the toilet?"

Li Ang knew that the mule could speak Chinese,

So there wouldn't be a problem with reading it out according to the pinyin.

??

When the mule saw this line, she was stunned at first, but then she quickly realized that Li Ang was asking her to ask the pen.

This would both satisfy the requirement of asking a question every so often and test the language used by the Ouija board, to see if it understood the questions by reading minds.

The mule nodded, and enduring her embarrassment, read the line of cyber-slang.

One second, two seconds...

The pen held by the noodle arm seemed to have recovered from its shock. It moved its position very slowly, pointing to "No" on the paper.

It could even understand cyber-slang?

The mule's eyes lit up. Li Ang's guess was correct. The other party really was reading the questions in the host's mind through the body connection.

She was about to ask what to do next when she saw Li Ang slap his thigh and quickly run to the bathroom.

After a rustling sound, Li Ang walked out, his hands still wet, pulling up his pants, with a serious expression: "Now, ask that question again."

???

Wait, what did you do in the toilet?!