Chapter 50: Seven Rooms

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Seven Rooms


"Didn’t you say there would be an extraction of entries? Why don’t we see anything on our panel?"


The slightly older man, about thirty years old, looked at his panel with some confusion and asked.


As Song Qingyun examined Apartment No. 9 ahead, he replied, "It’s not fixed. Sometimes the extraction starts after completing a mission, and other times it begins right at the start."


Not fixed?


The man who asked the question frowned immediately upon hearing this.


According to what was said, these entries were their source of combat power.


If they could start extracting entries now, he should have a chance to survive.


Without entries, based on what was said, it was still unclear how to survive in this creepy place.


"Living in that Apartment No. 9 for seven days, who has money on them? Can we use apps to pay here?"


The girl in a JK outfit looked panicked. From what Song Qingyun said earlier, they had to complete the tasks on the panel.


The three exchanged glances as they listened to this.


This was their first experience with such a mission, and who knew if they could use their currency in here.


"Huh, what’s this?"


As the three were pondering, another girl suddenly felt something and pulled out an old-looking key from her pocket.


A pendant was hanging from the key, with a large number ’9’ inscribed, followed by a small number ’704’.


An apartment key?


Seeing this, the three of them felt a thrill and immediately started rummaging through their pockets.


When they reached inside, they quickly grabbed the items in their pockets.


"703."


Zhou Yingting looked at the number on the key and assumed it was his room number.


The numbers for Song Qingyun and the other one were 701 and 708, respectively.


After checking these numbers, they continued to move towards the apartment in front.


At this moment, Zhou Yingting noticed scattered people on the nearby streets.


As he looked at these people, Zhou Yingting squinted slightly.


In the previous two missions, he hadn’t seen any people. Unexpectedly, in this mission, there were.


Thinking of this, Zhou Yingting couldn’t help but observe these people on the street.


"What’s wrong? Is there something strange about the people nearby?"


Song Qingyun noticed Zhou Yingting’s actions, glanced at the people on the street, and found nothing peculiar.


Zhou Yingting shook his head, "No, it’s just that in the previous two missions, I didn’t see anyone. I didn’t expect to see people in this one."


Song Qingyun realized, "Oh, so that’s it. Since you just started with the missions, it’s normal you haven’t seen that yet. In the future, you’ll see situations with people in missions much more often."


Zhou Yingting didn’t object, and while walking, he memorized the layout of the surrounding buildings.


The four newcomers following them listened to Zhou Yingting and Song Qingyun’s conversation and felt a slight stir in their hearts.


Listening to their conversation, Zhou Yingting seemed almost like a newbie too?


From this, it seemed Song Qingyun and Ying Shai were more experienced, and probably more skilled.


In just a moment, the four of them made a judgment and decided to stay close to these two in the coming days.


After walking for a while, they soon reached the base of Apartment No. 9.


As the seven of them approached the front desk to ask about the building, an old man with a rather chilly demeanor appeared at the desk.


The old man glanced at the seven of them, waved impatiently before anyone could speak.


"Looking for a place to stay, right? Since you’ve already reserved, find your own room and don’t bother me."


With that, he turned and left, seeming unwilling to remain at the front desk.


Seeing this, all seven of them frowned.


Isn’t this guy a bit too agitated?


"Forget it, let’s go upstairs."


Song Qingyun didn’t argue with him, and walked over to press the elevator button.


The elevator slowly descended, and with a thud, it opened slowly.


"Isn’t this Apartment No. 9’s renovation too shabby?"


With just one glance, they found the elevator looked quite old.


Once they were all in the elevator and pressed the button for the 7th floor, the elevator slowly ascended, but they could feel it shaking badly, as if it could fall at any time.


"Damn, how can you dare to ride this elevator like this? What if something creepy appears and cuts the elevator off?"


A newcomer man changed his expression as he felt the elevator trembling.


To him, this elevator seemed way too dangerous.


"It’s like in horror movies, where the elevator suddenly stops on some floor, and then something appears...."


Another newcomer man suddenly spoke at this moment.


Hearing this, the faces of the two girls beside them turned pale, and they started trembling.


"Shut up, don’t talk about these things!"


Song Qingyun immediately scolded hearing this.


"In weird missions, don’t speak words that make you feel scared or anything like that. In such missions, your fear can reduce your spiritual power!"


After he finished, he looked at the two girls beside him, "Check if your spiritual power has dropped."


"It has, it has...."


The girl beside him checked her panel, and her body trembled, nearly collapsing.


Seeing this, Song Qingyun couldn’t help but rub his temples, "Entries on strange entities usually have this effect. Feelings of fear or terror can reduce spiritual power."


"Also, being touched by weird entities can easily reduce spiritual power too."


"Don’t ever say such things again, and don’t scare others, understand?"


Song Qingyun stared sternly at the two newcomer men.


These two just didn’t understand how trouble can come from loose lips. Haven’t they watched horror movies?


The two men showed a hint of displeasure on their faces upon hearing Song Qingyun.


They hadn’t fully entered the mission state yet and hadn’t experienced the feeling of death, so being reprimanded like this stirred a slight resistance in their hearts.


However, they also knew that Song Qingyun was somewhat extraordinary, so they didn’t dare to contradict him, chose not to look his way or speak anything further.


Song Qingyun didn’t mind this, as long as they’d listened, that was enough.


At that moment, Zhou Yingting checked his spiritual power.


Luckily, he wasn’t affected by the words, and his spiritual power hadn’t dropped.