Chapter 1 Situation Critical

In this critical situation, the group didn't dwell on their previous disagreements and rushed to Ao Yong's side.

The five vengeful ghosts from each floor of the mall relentlessly pursued, swooping down.

Ao Yong removed his gloves and used the thumb, forefinger, and middle finger of his right hand to dig out a large piece of flesh from the forefinger of his left hand.

Despite the saying that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, Ao Yong seemed to feel no pain. He pressed his left forefinger heavily onto the stone floor,

using his fingertip as a pen and fresh blood as ink, instantly completing a bizarre talisman.

The moment the last stroke was finished, a cold and fierce aura spread outward from the talisman.

The five swooping ghosts seemed to crash into an invisible wall, all being bounced back. They could only slowly fly back, standing outside the air wall, staring at the group inside with resentment.

One thin, small male ghost frantically pounded on the air wall with his arms, opening his mouth without a tongue and roaring soundlessly. He gesticulated wildly,

probably the vengeful spirit of the deceased engineer. He was heavily struck in the chest by the suited ghost, kneeling on the ground in pain, tears of blood streaming from his eyes, forming two streams on the ground.

The grotesque ghosts wandered and lingered in the hall, occasionally extending their sharp claws to scratch at the air wall.

"I can't hold on for long."

Ao Yong's left forefinger remained pressed to the ground, fresh blood constantly gushing from his fingertip, adding fresh blood to the scarlet talisman on the ground.

Although he wore a pig-snout gas mask, making it impossible to see the expression on his face, everyone could hear the weakness and anxiety in his tone.

With his left hand pressed to the ground, Ao Yong reached into his pocket with his right hand, pulled out a slightly creased yellow paper talisman, and tossed it to the Plague Doctor. "Finish drawing the last talisman!"

The Plague Doctor caught the talisman but didn't move. The motorcycle helmet on his head silently reflected the moonlight leaking through the glass dome.

"..."

Ao Yong looked at his three motionless teammates and roared, almost hysterically, "Are you guys crazy?! Hurry..."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, charge, charge, charge, the Four-Wheel Fighters are on the move~"

Before Ao Yong could finish speaking, Li Ang continued the word "hurry," loudly singing the brainwashing song from his childhood anime, "Driving the brave race car, chasing the journey to the championship~ Awoo~"

It must be said that his singing was off-key and out of tune, terribly unpleasant to hear.

Especially in this critical situation, surrounded by vengeful ghosts, it seemed even more inexplicable.

???

Ao Yong craned his neck forward, as if several large question marks appeared above his head.

Even the surrounding ghosts were startled by Li Ang's sudden shrieking and howling, momentarily stunned, stopping their scratching at the air wall.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, charge, charge, charge, the Four-Wheel Fighters are on the move, following the speeding trajectory, is the enlightenment of mystery and wisdom~ Awoo~"

Li Ang's high-pitched singing echoed and reverberated in the hall. His singing voice was full of surging passion, making one suspect that if no one stood up to stop him, he could sing until tomorrow.

"Are you a moron?"

Ao Yong couldn't bear it any longer and blurted out a curse.

Li Ang instantly stopped singing, took half a step back, leaned his body back, and crossed his arms in front of his chest, shouting, "Reflection!"

What the hell is "reflection"? Are you a primary school student? Am I supposed to reply with "Reflection is ineffective?"

Ao Yong deeply felt a sense of ball-aching chrysanthemum tightness.

"You were mentally scolding me for being a primary school student, right?" Li Ang's expression was gloomy. He stood up straight, craned his neck forward, and said in a low, solemn tone, "Cursing others is cursing yourself."

What the hell is "Cursing others is cursing yourself"? You really are a primary school student, aren't you?

Ao Yong felt a sense of suffocation, thinking to himself how he could have encountered such an idiot.

Li Ang restrained his expression, nodded, and said calmly, "Everyone, please don't mind. I just thought it was too depressing here just now, and wanted to lighten the atmosphere."

...

The surrounding ghosts, having been stirred up by this commotion, found it difficult to maintain their ferocity and cruelty. They all stood there blankly, not knowing what expression to make.

"In short,"

Li Ang coughed and waved at the Plague Doctor. "Give me the talisman."

The Plague Doctor tossed the talisman to Li Ang, who held the yellow paper high with both hands, carefully examining it under the moonlight as if checking for counterfeit money. After a long while, he blurted out, "Old Ao, your imitation is not bad."

"..."

Ao Yong froze on the spot, and after a moment, he said hoarsely, "What are you talking about?"

"Saying that your imitation of the talisman is very similar," Li Ang curled his lips and said with a playful smile, "Ao Yong, or rather, Xu Tuoan, the former construction engineer who has occupied Ao Yong's body?"

Ao Yong was struck by lightning.

Xu Tuoan was the name of the first person to die in Longheng Plaza.

Eleven years ago, when Longheng Plaza was still under construction, Xu Tuoan went to the construction site as an architect to inspect the project and accidentally fell from a three-meter-high scaffolding, breaking his neck and dying on the spot.

Such an accidental death naturally didn't cause much of a stir. Compensation, settlement, the matter was settled.

Li Ang saw the stiff posture of "Ao Yong," smiled, took out his phone, and read from the screen,

"Xu Tuoan, male, born in 1974, local household registration in Yin City, graduated from Yin City Deshang Experimental Primary School, Yin City Third Experimental Middle School, and majored in civil engineering at Yin City University, Bachelor of Engineering. After graduation, he worked for Yin City Tianhai Construction Company. His wife is..."

"Enough!"

Ao Yong roared, interrupting Li Ang's words.

He took a deep breath, and the pig-snout breathing mask made a "hissing" sound.

After a long while, Ao Yong calmed his mind and asked calmly, "How did you see through it?"

"Doubt, conjecture, experimentation, demonstration."

Li Ang glanced at Ao Yong and smiled, "Do you remember what happened when I first stepped into the first floor hall of Building A before the mission started?"

Ao Yong said, "...You tried to activate your spiritual scan on your teammates, but were stopped by the Lost Airship, and then the system announced that all players had arrived and released the next stage of the mission prompt."

"That's right."

Li Ang snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "When I walked into the hall, the system said that all players had arrived. In other words, I was the last player to arrive in this script mission.

After the next stage of the mission prompt was released, the Plague Doctor suggested that we share player titles and asked where all the security guards in the mall had gone, right?"

The Plague Doctor nodded silently, without speaking.

Li Ang asked Liu Wudai, "Do you remember who spoke next?"

"It was... Ao Yong?" Liu Wudai thought for a moment and said, "He said that he was the first to arrive here. To prevent his identity from being exposed, he bundled all the security guards together in advance and threw them into the flower beds outside the mall."