Chapter 62
Chapter 62
Luo Yunmeng: “…”
Sister Sadako, I’m sorry. I misunderstood you. Turns out you’re usually this kind and approachable~
Just as the fear in Luo Yunmeng’s heart dropped to its lowest point, an unusual sound suddenly came from behind her.
Bzzzt, bzzzt, bzzzt!
She looked back.
The Ghosts outside the door had all collapsed to the floor, their mouths gaping wide as if they were suffocating.
But they were Ghosts!
How could Ghosts suffocate?!
Right. She’d seen the movie. Apparently, aside from crawling out of TVs and making phone calls, this was also one of Sadako’s skills.
When Luo Yunmeng looked at Sadako again, the wariness, panic, and terror returned to her eyes…
-Ghosts have ranks too. These mindless Ghosts are all trash~
-Exactly. And as long as you use the right method, Ghosts can willingly serve you too.
-For example, Sister Painted Skin likes hearing people compliment her.
-For example, Sister Li needs a little CPU, CCTV, KFC, KTV, how are you, PU-that-A…
-And for another example… Sister Sadako has masochistic tendencies. (Go watch the recording of the streamer’s last livestream. You’ll see I’m not making things up.)
-Of course, it still depends on the person. Maybe he can do it, but if you try, you’ll be the first kill and die more horribly than anyone else!
-Heeheehee, streamer, want to give it a try?
Luo Yunmeng: “…”
Thanks for the lesson. I won’t be trying that lightly.
Sadako slowly walked to the doorway, kicked one Ghost blocking the entrance away, then turned back to “look” at Qiao Yu.
Of course, Qiao Yu wasn’t sure whether she was looking at him or not. After all, Sister Sadako’s curtain of hair really, really was too long…
“Let’s go.”
Qiao Yu tilted his head in confusion. “Where?”
Sadako said, “Time is short and the task is heavy. Let’s go play somewhere else.”
Shang Yan, Luo Yunmeng: “………..”
-I’ve seen streamers setting up genius-student personas, I’ve seen streamers setting up cling-to-life-at-all-costs personas, and I’ve even seen streamers setting up salted-fish-do-nothing personas, but I don’t understand what kind of persona this streamer is going for.
-The streamer is going for the weird persona. Weird, weird, but cute, cute.
-No, it’s weird, weird, and scary, scary…
Qiao Yu glanced at the comment section and couldn’t help slowing his steps.
After thinking for ages, he finally found the right positioning for himself. “Thanks. My persona is beachcomber. I’m following the route where the fisherman profits while the snipe and the clam fight.”
-What the hell is a beachcomber persona? I’m dying.
-Hahahahaha, you know what, you’re not wrong.
-Hmm… how is it not, though?
Because of this delay, Sister Sadako had already blinked several times to the stairwell. Qiao Yu quickly sped up and chased after her.
Only after they left did the Ghosts slowly release their own throats, line up with wooden expressions, and return to Class F once more.
Question: What is it like to take a stroll with Sister Sadako?
Answer: Don’t dare move. Absolutely don’t dare move.
Luo Yunmeng clutched her frightened little heart and stuffed the Five Emperor Coins into her pocket.
Ridiculous. Even if Sister Sadako really turned on them, the Five Emperor Coins couldn’t save her anyway.
The three of them followed Sadako all the way to the fifth floor. Then Sadako pointed toward the Psychological Clinic. “Go in. There’s something fun inside.”
Qiao Yu didn’t suspect a thing and pushed the door open, walking in.
It was especially dark inside, with extremely low visibility. Qiao Yu hadn’t even found the light when he heard an “ow” from behind him.
It sounded like someone had fallen.
Oh. He’d almost forgotten. Sister Sadako had night blindness.
He hurriedly felt around for the light switch on the wall, but just like in the teachers’ office earlier, there was no response at all.
Qiao Yu could only take out his elderly phone again, turn on the flashlight, and help the lump of Sadako on the floor back up.
After Sadako got up, she excitedly rubbed the back of Qiao Yu’s hand, then said in surprise, “Our body temperatures are about the same, huh?”
Before she could finish being surprised, someone slapped her hand away without a shred of courtesy.
Sadako glared furiously at the culprit who had interrupted her chance to get close to her idol, only to be unexpectedly ignored.
Shang Yan slowly stepped forward, pointed at the top of his head, and said with displeasure in his voice, “Qiao Yu, do I look like I’ve gone green up here?”
Fearless in the face of death, Qiao Yu laughed. “…More than green. You could practically put together a whole mahjong table.”
Shang Yan counted on his fingers and asked, “Sadako, Painted Skin, Li Xiaoqin… who’s the fourth?”
Qiao Yu said, “I said mahjong, do you understand mahjong? Not people playing mahjong, thank you very much~”
Shang Yan: “…”
With light, everything inside the room was laid bare before them.
The Psychological Clinic wasn’t very large. After being scorched by smoke and fire, the furniture could only vaguely be made out by its shape. The most eye-catching thing in the room-and possibly the only thing still intact-was the mirror mounted on the wall.
The full-length mirror was so bright it reflected people clearly, looking completely out of place in this devastated room.
Splash, splash, splash!
Suddenly, the sound of flowing water came from behind them. Qiao Yu shone the flashlight over and saw a huge glass tank.
The tank was filled with a liquid that seemed to be water. A black figure in a white coat was crawling out of it. His entire body was swollen from being soaked, like a water ghost. But strangely, shouldn’t a water ghost have a pale face and body?
Why did this ghost’s face look as if it had been steeped in a layer of ash, like it had been smoked?
“Homosexuality is an illness!”
The ghost clamored as he crawled out, his gaze moving back and forth between Qiao Yu and Shang Yan, his eyes full of malice.
Oh, this one was a homophobe.
When Sadako heard that, she couldn’t even be bothered to keep glaring at Shang Yan anymore. She hurriedly stepped forward to defend them. “Are you the reincarnation of a terracotta warrior? That opinion of yours sure belongs in a museum.”
Her hoarse voice echoed through the empty Psychological Clinic, carrying a thick sense of oppression.
Smoky Water Ghost?
He had some consciousness, but not much.
He would instinctively avoid Sadako’s direction, then walk over beside Qiao Yu and insist, “Homosexuality is an illness! It requires electroshock therapy.”
As he spoke, he grabbed a conductive device and reached toward Qiao Yu with it.
Just then, the only source of light in the room suddenly vanished. In the pitch-black darkness, there came the sound of bones colliding, followed by the nonstop crackle of electric shocks.
In the dark, Shang Yan’s unusually beautiful amber eyes seemed to be coated in a faint layer of light. A trace of surprise immediately flashed through them.
After a moment of silence, he withdrew his strength and released the icy silver chain wrapped around his wrist.
How to put it…
In short, Shang Yan’s feelings right now were very complicated. He also had the bizarre urge to apply to med school and retake his courses.
-Here we go again. Every time the screen goes black, the streamer starts causing trouble.
-Just from the sound, you can tell that guy is definitely done for. Tsk, poor thing~
-I’m already calm about it. Last time the screen went black, the streamer cut off Doctor Zhuang’s fingers.
-Holy crap, I found the key point! Does the streamer hate doctors? Then… doesn’t that person also have to die??
-I’m dying, manually @Ningping County First People’s Hospital, remember to take the long way around the streamer.
-Received. (smile gradually turning bitter.jpg)
-I wonder if the person upstairs has heard of Murphy’s Law? (doge.jpg)
-Does the person upstairs only have that one reaction image?? Post that smug-ass face again and watch me twist your head off.
-Then go ask the streamer for advice. He can turn his head around on the spot.
-Hahahaha, what kind of cold joke is that? Not funny at all.
-Right, I’m telling a joke. Don’t take it seriously. Definitely don’t take it seriously.
-What… do you mean?
-Nothing. Just watch the stream.
-Are you sick or what?!