Jiang Cheng felt he should be a normal person, so he decisively gave up jumping out the window and chose the closet, which had a surprisingly high mortality rate in horror movies. When he ran to the closet, he took a deep breath and pulled open the door.

Thankfully, no ghosts or anything jumped out.

He immediately turned around and squeezed inside.

At the same time, that strange sound of footsteps also reached the second floor.

The two were one in front of the other, with only a few seconds between them.

After calming down, Jiang Cheng gradually suppressed his chaotic heartbeat. Soon, even his breathing returned to normal. He took a slow breath, and then held it.

Because he heard the sound of footsteps suddenly speed up a lot after reaching the second floor. First, it went in one direction, and judging from the location of the sound, it should be the window.

There was a small crack in the closet door, and at this time, Jiang Cheng slowly moved closer, using one eye to look out.

He found a fragmented figure standing outside, and as he wished, the figure was carrying a terrifying broadsword.

The ghost wriggled its body, but its speed was surprisingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the window.

The next second, Jiang Cheng suddenly widened his eyes.

He watched as the ghost stretched out its arm, already exposing the white bones, and then tore off the window.

That's right, tore off, just like tearing off a poster stuck on the wall.

The window...was actually fake!

Then, the ghost seemed to realize that its conspiracy had been seen through, and let out an angry "whoosh" sound, then tore the extremely realistic "window" to pieces.

Jiang Cheng frowned, and instantly thought of the writing brush and other tools on the desk on the second floor.

If he remembered correctly, there was also drawing paper there, and densely packed small jars of various colors.

They looked very much like the pigment jars used by the older generation for painting.

Even Jiang Cheng, whose mental fortitude was as solid as a rock, couldn't help but be impressed by the ghost's actions in this mission. It actually hand-painted a "window" and then stuck it on the wall.

That way, if anyone wanted to escape through the window, then...

It would probably lead to extremely terrible consequences.

Jiang Cheng even wondered if the ghost would immediately crawl out of the "window."

According to Jiang Cheng's understanding of Nightmare Assault, this was completely acceptable.

After tearing up the "window," the ghost looked around. It immediately set its sights on the very conspicuous wardrobe.

Almost in a flash, it appeared in front of the wardrobe.

With only a thin door panel separating it from Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was still hiding in the crack, looking out.

The ghost swung its arm, and its sharp nails flashed like lightning.

The force of this blow was enough to tear off the head of an adult man, but it did not shatter the wardrobe's thin wooden door, only leaving a scratch on it.

Consistent with Jiang Cheng's assumptions.

This seemingly unreliable wardrobe was the only way out.

It was precisely those seemingly terrifying, dense scratches that truly prompted Jiang Cheng to make up his mind and firmly believe that this was the lifeline left in the mission.

According to his observation, although the wardrobe looked thin, it was made of very solid materials. It would be difficult for a normal person to leave such deep and numerous scratches on it.

So the only one who could have left the scratches was the ghost.

But why would the ghost leave scratches on it?

What was its purpose?

The first thing Jiang Cheng could think of was that someone was hiding inside, and the ghost was attacking the wardrobe in order to catch and kill this person.

Most importantly, after countless attacks by the ghost, this wardrobe was not destroyed.

What did this mean?

Congratulations, player, you've happily acquired a safe house, these words flashed quickly through Jiang Cheng's mind.

But after experiencing several missions, Jiang Cheng knew that although ghosts represented the ultimate evil, it didn't mean they had no consciousness. They not only inherited some of their behavioral habits from when they were alive, but their thinking also continued their previous obsessions.

For example, seeking revenge on those who killed them.

They could even disguise themselves as teammates in the mission, and then lure them to unintentionally trigger the taboos within the mission, thereby killing them.

Pei Qian not long ago was a living example.

Jiang Cheng escaped because he reacted quickly.

The ghost frantically attacked the wardrobe outside, and a pair of scarlet eyes hidden in the shadows looked familiar. Jiang Cheng, hiding in the wardrobe, felt no emotion in his heart.

Although Nightmare Assault was full of dangers, it was ultimately restricted by rules.

Moreover, these rules not only bound the players, but also the ghosts in the mission.

Within the rules, both humans and ghosts could act unscrupulously.

For example, right now, Jiang Cheng had found the lifeline left in the mission and hid in the wardrobe, which was like a safe house. Therefore, according to the rules, the ghost could not harm him.

Whether he remained silent like he was now, or sang a Liu Huan version of "Only Mama is Good in the World" in the wardrobe, the ghost could do nothing to him.

The premise was that he didn't come out of the wardrobe.

Otherwise, even if he called out for his daddy, he would have to obediently leave his head behind.

This was the rule.

Jiang Cheng was a reasonable person. He felt that having rules was a very good thing, and he sincerely hoped that both the ghosts and the players could work together and abide by the rules, and respect the rules.

Just as Jiang Cheng was preparing to show off his skills a little and test the ghost's bottom line, he suddenly heard a strange muffled groan.

This was definitely not a sound that a ghost could make.

Moreover...he slowly turned his head and stared at his neighbor.

This wardrobe had two doors in total, one on the left and one on the right. Jiang Cheng was behind the left door.

The two doors were independent spaces, separated by a wooden board.

In other words, Jiang Cheng didn't know what the space behind the door on the right was like.

The wardrobe seemed to be crumbling under the ghost's repeated attacks. Although Jiang Cheng knew this was just an illusion, the wardrobe kept shaking, and it still stirred up a lot of dust.

Jiang Cheng also felt a sore throat.

Obviously...the same should be true for the person next door.

Behind the right door...there was also someone hiding!

Thinking of the third set of footprints that appeared on the stairs, Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

The ghost's attack was as fierce as a storm, but it lasted for a short time. After about a minute, the ghost gave up. A strong unwillingness was revealed in its pair of blood-red eyes.

But there was no way. Rules were rules. No matter how unwilling it was, it could only turn around and leave.

The soft footsteps went down the stairs and slowly disappeared.

After the ghost left, the atmosphere in the wardrobe became a little subtle.

The person who was hiding in the closet before Jiang Cheng must have known that there was someone in the closet next to him, and Jiang Cheng had also realized that there was someone next door, but both of them maintained their silence with great tacit understanding.

But as the saying goes, ladies first, Jiang Cheng, after confirming that the ghost had left, took the first step to push open the closet door.

After leaving the closet, he didn't immediately pull open the right closet door to confirm who was inside, or find a way to escape. Instead, he moved a wooden table and gently propped it against the right closet door.

Seeming afraid that it wouldn't hold, he moved a folding screen over to prop it up behind it.