Chapter 18 The Bloodbath in the Washroom

Feng Bujue had clearly underestimated this ghost's abilities. Since he had violated the "Do not look in the mirror" warning, how could the enemy before him be so easily defeated?

The monster reacted with extreme speed, seizing Feng Bujue's wrist as he swung the pipe wrench. Its blood claws tightened, and Feng Bujue immediately felt as if the bones in his right forearm were about to shatter. If not for his considerable pain tolerance, he might have even lost his grip on the weapon.

The blood shadow's other arm quickly clamped around Feng Bujue's neck. The latter had no choice but to drop the phone and flashlight in his left hand, gripping the blood shadow's wrist tightly to hold it at bay. Even so, he gradually began to suffocate.

The phone and flashlight that had fallen to the ground were quickly swallowed by the blood, turning the lamplight from the lantern in the deepest corner of the cubicle into the only light source in the entire washroom.

Si Yu emerged from hiding, one hand clutching her wound, the other dragging her sword, and went behind the blood shadow. Although her injuries had not yet healed, and any action meant renewed bleeding, her Survival Value had recovered somewhat during the dozen or so minutes of respite. If she didn't provide support now, Feng Bujue would be finished.

Si Yu raised her long sword and slashed horizontally at the blood shadow's many-eyed head.

Perhaps it was because the monster's eyes on the back of its head were covered by black hair, or perhaps it was because Feng Bujue had looked in the mirror, drawing its hatred, but the monster ignored the attack from behind. The monster’s head was sliced off… At the instant the blood-formed neck was severed, the eyeballs on the many-eyed head scattered like toppled building blocks, as if the force that had held them together had vanished.

But this was only a temporary illusion. Feng Bujue's feet were still firmly fixed in place, and the eyeballs that had rolled onto the ground began to stir again after being stained with blood, gradually gathering together…

Feng Bujue and Si Yu were close at hand, yet neither could utter a word. After delivering that strike, Si Yu's wound on her side had reopened, and the blood flowing between her fingers, as she painfully clutched at the area, told the whole story.

Feng Bujue had come to play the hero, only to be saved by Si Yu again. Moreover, his actions had triggered the ghost's pursuit. If they didn't do something to quickly escape the danger, all that awaited them was a total annihilation.

In this situation, a flash of inspiration struck Feng Bujue's mind, suggesting a possible solution… He turned his head once more, facing the mirror above the sinks. Due to the light source being in the corner of the washroom on the other side, the mirror near the entrance was completely dark.

Feng Bujue took out his pistol from his knapsack and resolutely aimed, firing three shots in rapid succession. The muzzle flashes briefly illuminated his surroundings three times. But the mirror, despite being struck by three bullets, didn't shatter, only emitting three muffled thuds.

The mirror was clearly not bulletproof, but rather possessed by the wronged spirits themselves, which was why it couldn't be broken. Although Feng Bujue's bullets hadn't destroyed the mirror, the layer of blood on the washroom floor was affected. This blood was like water in a tank, and when the tank was struck, the water inside would also vibrate.

The blood that had been restraining Feng Bujue's ankles was shaken loose, restoring his ability to move. Without another word, he took out his baseball bat and rushed to the mirror, striking it repeatedly and violently. As he attacked the mirror's surface, the entire washroom vibrated, as if a disco had opened upstairs. The headless blood shadow that had been standing upright and the many-eyed head that was reassembling on the ground were shaken to pieces, making it difficult to maintain their original forms.

Feng Bujue swung the bat with extreme force and a high frequency. In just a few dozen seconds, his arm became sore and swollen. If this hadn't been a metal baseball bat, but a wooden one, it would likely have already broken.

Finally, there was a crash… At the instant the mirror was shattered, the evil spirit's final counterattack arrived. A disheveled female ghost emerged from the shattered mirror, her eye sockets empty, her eyeballs gouged out, her entire body covered in blood. But compared to her incarnation of blood and eyes, this form wasn't all that terrifying.

Feng Bujue was caught off guard when she suddenly lunged at him, and before he could switch to the pipe wrench, the vengeful spirit opened her mouth to bite.

Fortunately, Si Yu's sword struck again, accurately beheading the ghost. This time, it was cleanly cut in two, the head rolled away, and all illusions vanished. But Si Yu finally collapsed to the ground, the large patch of crimson at her wound declaring that she was no longer able to do anything.

[Main Quest Progress Updated]

[Explore Ye Jie High School, Eliminate Seven Supernatural Phenomena, Current Progress 5/7]

Although the system prompt sounded, there was no time for either of them to catch their breath. With the death of this ghost, a certain boundary had been broken. In the corridor outside the washroom, a large number of indistinct, rustling sounds began to approach.

Feng Bujue and Si Yu couldn't communicate verbally, so he quickly stepped forward, first helping Si Yu up and taking her to the last cubicle. He had her pick up the lantern, then made a simple gesture. Si Yu understood his meaning and directly handed the lantern to him.

After the item's ownership changed hands, Feng Bujue had Si Yu loop her left arm around his neck for support. He put his arm around her waist, held the lantern in his other hand, and led Si Yu out of the washroom.

Since Feng Bujue's phone and flashlight had disappeared, Si Yu's phone was also rendered useless, and since they wouldn't be separated before the end of the scenario, she discarded her phone as well.

Arriving in the corridor, the scene before them was grim. Looking to the right, in the dim corridor, many floating, high-up circular objects were slowly approaching. Each of these objects had a thin, thread-like thing hanging below.

"Damn! Head balloons!" Feng Bujue had read the manga of the same name, a story so hopeless that recalling the plot could be depressing.

He quickly supported Si Yu and fled in the other direction, but there were no stairs in that direction…

Of course, Feng Bujue knew this. The floor plan of the first floor was etched in his mind. His choice was out of necessity. If they went toward those "head balloons," he and Si Yu would be strung up and strangled to death in less than ten seconds.

Traveling to the end of the corridor by the window, Feng Bujue opened the window and then gestured with his eyes for Si Yu to put her sword back into her knapsack, which she understood again…

At that moment, from the other end of the corridor around the corner, several headless corpses came walking. They were either leaning on the walls or crawling on the ground, slowly approaching.

The two were surrounded. The only way out was to jump out of this window. Feng Bujue put the lantern into his knapsack, tilted his head at Si Yu, as if to say he would go first.

He jumped as soon as he said he would. After all, it was only the second floor, not too high. Feng Bujue's level in the game was thirteen. Although Thriller Paradise didn't have specific attribute numbers, it was certain that as the level increased, the player's physical abilities would gradually increase. If level one represented the average person's level, and level thirty or above had the wall-walking skills of the Matrix, then based on the average strength of a level thirteen player, jumping from the second floor wouldn't be a problem.

Feng Bujue was also a little surprised when he landed. He had thought he would at least sprain an ankle or injure his back, but he felt very light in the air, and the impact upon landing wasn't too great. His Survival Value didn't drop as much as when he had run into the door.

After steadying himself, he quickly clapped his hands to make some noise, then opened his arms, looked up, preparing to catch Si Yu as she jumped down. The moonlight outside was very bright. Feng Bujue had glanced around as he got up. Currently, there were no ghosts attacking around the teaching building. He planned to take Si Yu directly to the cafeteria after catching her. After the entanglement in the washroom just now, Feng Bujue estimated… as long as they entered a space where a supernatural event occurred, the ghost's pursuit would be temporarily blocked. Once the event ended, the pursuit would follow closely. So from this moment on, the two couldn't stop.

Si Yu didn't hesitate much. Using the moonlight outside, she aimed at Feng Bujue's position and jumped into his arms. If she were in good condition, she wouldn't need Feng Bujue to catch her, maybe she could even stand firmly after jumping from the third floor, but at this moment she was seriously injured, so she could only rely on her teammate to help.

Feng Bujue caught Si Yu, and then the two looked at each other in silence. They both felt that this scene was a little strange, but the restriction on speaking alleviated some of the awkwardness.

In this standard princess-carry position, Feng Bujue simply didn't let Si Yu down, and took off running. This choice was indeed more efficient. If he were to help Si Yu walk, it would be slower. Now he could still enjoy the Jazz Dance bonus, only Feng Bujue was consuming more Stamina Value.

Moreover, this saved the time of gesturing with sign language. Feng Bujue took Si Yu directly to the cafeteria.

Entering the cafeteria, Feng Bujue placed Si Yu on a long chair, then took out the lantern, put it on the table, and quickly turned around to close the large doors, and took out the baseball bat, wedging it behind the two doors as a temporary bar.

After doing this, he sat opposite Si Yu and took a long breath. Then he pointed at himself, gesturing, four, three, and then pointed at Si Yu, casting an inquiring look.

Si Yu opened the menu and looked at her status. Her wound was still bleeding, and her Survival Value was only at 12%. If she didn't remain still, she might continue to lose it.

She made a one and two gesture, looked down at her wound, and looked back at Feng Bujue, shaking her head.

Feng Bujue took a deep breath, a troubled look on his face. In this situation, he could only pray that the events referred to in the remaining two rhymes could be resolved without fighting, like the music room incident.

Bang bang bang—

The cafeteria doors were suddenly struck, and chilling wails came from outside. Ghostly shadows flickered outside every window, and after a moment, the sound of shattering window glass rang out. It seemed that this ghost's pursuit was truly relentless, not leaving the players even a minute to catch their breath.