“Hey… hey!” Feng Bujue paused for half a second, then roared, “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

“I’m not kidding.” Gu Chen’s voice came from outside the door, actually responding loudly.

“Then at least help me unlock these handcuffs!” Feng Bujue said, already standing up from the chair and quickly running to the door.

“When I sat down and said the first sentence to you, hadn’t you already dislocated your thumb…” Gu Chen calmly replied.

“Holy crap… how did you know that!” Feng Bujue exclaimed.

“I also know that you’re currently hiding behind the door…” Gu Chen said to Brother Jue through the iron door in a tone that was so calm it was infuriating, “Once I agree to come in and unlock you, then… the moment I open the door, you’ll launch a surprise attack on me.” He shook his head. “I advise you to give up on these crooked ideas as soon as possible and quickly think of a way to deal with the evil spirit in the room.”

“Can’t you give me a hint?” Feng Bujue asked, while already taking off the handcuffs (actually, he could have taken them off long ago) and quickly resetting his thumbs.

“You think this is a game?” Gu Chen chuckled. “Heh… alright, I’ll give you one hint.” He paused for half a second, then continued, “First, you have to ‘see’ the target before you can deal with it, understand?”

“Understand my ass!” Feng Bujue said. “Are you telling me to open my Yin-Yang eyes myself?”

“Hmph… you can play around slowly, I’ll be leaving first.” Gu Chen ignored Brother Jue’s retort. “If you can survive, I’ll see you in ten minutes.” As he spoke, his voice and footsteps gradually faded away…

“This is bad…” In that instant, Feng Bujue suddenly returned to his usual calm and composed state, and his eyes became sharp. “He really left…” He scratched his head. “I thought if I acted a little more panicked, he would give me more hints… Could it be that this guy saw through me…”

As Brother Jue pondered, his actions did not slow down. He quickly came to the table, put the desk lamp on the ground, picked up the table, and moved it to a corner of the room. Then, he took a chair and put it on the table.

“Hmm…” After moving everything, Feng Bujue stood there, looking at the table and chair in front of him, and muttered, “The table is 1.2 meters high, and the chair surface is 52 centimeters high, which adds up to 172 centimeters, plus my height of one meter seventy-nine, that’s 351 centimeters… As long as I stand on tiptoe and stretch my arms up as much as possible, I should be able to touch it, right…”

He quickly made an estimate, and then climbed onto the table and then onto the chair.

The table was a square, four-legged table, and it was very stable when placed against the corner of the wall; it was impossible to push it down. The surface of the chair was also relatively wide, and the base was stable. Under such conditions, Feng Bujue could naturally do his movements with peace of mind.

Soon, Brother Jue took down the camera from a corner of the ceiling and returned to the ground.

“Ah… sure enough, it has a built-in backup power supply (it will automatically switch to battery mode once the AC power is interrupted).” Feng Bujue fiddled with the camera a few times, and then revealed a viewable screen, holding it up to his eyes like a DV, using the camera lens to observe the environment of the room.

“Eh? Nothing there…” He spent only a few dozen seconds looking all over the room, but found nothing unusual. “Did I misunderstand? Do I need to look at it in a different way?” He muttered to himself, “Or is that Chief Gu lying to me? Is there really nothing in this room to begin with?”

His mind was racing, and after thinking for a few seconds, he felt that the probability of Gu Chen joking with him was relatively small… Moreover, he thought of another method.

“Looks like… I have to turn off the lights…” Feng Bujue said and did, he walked back to the center of the room, placed the desk lamp on the chair that had not been moved, and then… turned off the switch.

Click—

Along with the sound of turning off the light, the room became pitch black.

The next second, Feng Bujue turned on the camera’s night vision mode and held it up to his eyes again.

“Whoa… there really is something there…” This time, Brother Jue finally saw some “unclean” things through the lens…

In a bright environment, everything in this room looked normal. But in the darkness where one couldn’t see their own fingers… the scenery in front of Feng Bujue’s eyes changed greatly. He discovered that the graffiti painted on the six walls of this room… was not graffiti at all… but countless talismans. And in the very center of the ceiling, there was a huge, insect-pupa-like object embedded horizontally. All the talismans seemed to be drawn around this giant pupa, and then gradually extended in all directions until they covered the six walls of the room…

“The so-called evil spirit… is inside this pupa…” Feng Bujue raised his head, pointed the camera at the ceiling, and muttered to himself, “I’ve seen it… and it looks like it hasn’t started moving yet. The problem is… when this thing really starts moving, how should I deal with it…”

Perhaps even Brother Jue himself didn’t realize that his performance at this time was a little too calm… This was not a virtual world, but reality. Even those experts who were famous in games were just ordinary people in reality… If they were to face the situation that Feng Bujue was facing at this moment, they might have already been trembling with fear and unable to move.

Of course, some people would definitely say… Feng Bujue’s fear was sealed, so this is normal, right?

But I say… that’s not true. Not having fear doesn’t mean that one doesn’t have emotions like panic, shock, or nervousness.

Brother Jue’s calmness was mainly due to his personality. Even if his fear seal was removed, he would still react in a similar way…

“Uh…” Suddenly, a low groan came from the pupa, interrupting Brother Jue’s thoughts.

In that instant, a feeling of ice suddenly enveloped Feng Bujue, as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave, and even breathing became extremely difficult. All the muscles in his body also felt stiff and numb…

“Tch… is this what it means to start…” Feng Bujue quickly recovered from his brief surprise and muttered in a low voice.

In terms of willpower, Feng Bujue was clearly above ordinary people. He could break his own fingers without changing his expression while talking to others… which already says a lot…

Therefore, when faced with this sudden and terrifying situation, he did not panic… and immediately took a very constructive action—turned around and turned on the light.

Click—

However… this time, flicking the switch did not make the desk lamp light up again.