Chapter 120
Chapter 120 Stuck
In the end, the fatty still didn’t know whether Bai Yu had managed it or not.
However, he felt that she probably hadn’t.
Duh—this guy is practically a robot now, right? Who the hell has the spare time to give a robot a hand?
This isn’t R18.
Actually, the fatty had intended to ask a few more questions.
But unfortunately, the game didn’t give him any more prep time.
This time, the process of entering the dungeon was a bit special.
After a brief darkness, they didn’t immediately sense their new bodies, but were slapped in the face with a game notification—
【This dungeon is a special dungeon; players will be unable to use their own abilities and any items that do not fit their current identity style.】
【Dungeon clearing rewards increased to 1.5 times, item acquisition probability increased by 3 times.】
【Current state allows for dungeon exit without penalty. Please confirm if you wish to enter the dungeon (exiting after entry will incur penalties)?】
Ling Mo thought for a moment and chose to enter the dungeon.
Then, he regained his senses.
Opening his eyes, he saw darkness.
After sensing his body slightly, he found that his strength was still the same as before, and he remembered the combat skills he had learned; however… he couldn’t use his abilities.
It felt just like being in reality.
After a while, a lamp suddenly lit up and allowed him to see his surroundings.
It was a shabby little bedroom, and he was lying on the bed; the light source came from the bedside lamp.
There was no one else in the room.
Ling Mo frowned slightly.
Where is Xinyan?
This seemed to be the first time he had entered a dungeon without being with Xia Xinyan.
Coming to his senses, he struggled to climb out of bed, but his body was stiff as a rock, each movement requiring tremendous effort, as if he were in a tug-of-war with himself.
This was not the feeling a normal person should have.
Struggling to sit up from the bed, he looked down at his body.
He was still in the same clothes he had entered the dungeon with, but… the exposed skin had a sickly grayish-white color, resembling a corpse.
Before he could fully process the bizarre sight before him, the television at the head of the bed suddenly turned on.
Ling Mo instinctively looked up.
The TV was an old bulky model from over a decade ago, something that would probably cost money to get rid of in this day and age, yet it still had its place in certain horror films.
In the dim room, the old television flickered with static, making crackling noises—this scene was indeed filled with a chilling atmosphere.
If a hand were to reach out from the TV, it would be even more…
Wait, one really did reach out!
Ling Mo’s heart jumped, instantly raising his alertness to the max.
A haunting, this was his first thought.
It made him reminisce about the moment when he first faced that female ghost in the haunted villa.
At that time, he had watched helplessly as the ghost approached him, and he couldn’t even move in front of Xia Xinyan due to fear.
That was a memory he wanted to bury or even destroy.
He was afraid of ghosts, but he didn’t want to show this weakness in front of Xia Xinyan; it would make her think less of him and feel disappointed.
Not wanting to let her down was one of the important reasons that had pushed him to the end in that dungeon.
In that dungeon, he had buried this thought deeply in his heart.
At this moment, the ghost’s arms and head fully extended from the TV, hair disheveled, completely covering her face. He couldn’t tell if it was this ghost’s doing, but Ling Mo even felt the temperature in the room drop to freezing.
However, at that moment, Ling Mo instead burst out laughing.
With a hint of madness in his smile.
A ghost?
Just a ghost, that’s all.
He’s a presence on the leaderboard; how could he possibly be afraid of a ghost?
He was destined to walk the path of first place with Xinyan; how could he be afraid of a ghost?!
His fists tightened suddenly, he gritted his teeth, and his body erupted with a surge of strength as he leaped from the bed towards the ghost, letting out a wild beast-like roar!
And then…
Crash—!
The ghost and the TV came tumbling down from the shelf.
Ling Mo’s attack stopped midway.
Looking at the ghost trapped under the television, his expression froze for a moment.
The TV was then clumsily righted by the ghost, revealing just a portion of her body as she looked up to meet Ling Mo’s gaze.
With her tangled hair now somewhat revealing her true face.
It was Xia Xinyan.
Ling Mo was taken aback again: “Xinyan?!”
Xia Xinyan held his gaze for two seconds, puffed out her cheeks, and tried once more to pull herself out of the TV.
But she couldn’t budge.
“…Momo, I’m stuck.”
“…”
Ling Mo’s expression stilled for a second before he reacted, quickly moving to take her hand: “I’ll pull you out—!”
“Whoa… ah ah ah, don’t move, don’t move! It hurts!”
Upon hearing her cry, Ling Mo hurriedly stopped: “What happened?”
Xia Xinyan lay there for a moment, her expression strange, then quietly said, “My chest… is stuck.”
Her chest was too big, and the TV screen was too small.
Ling Mo: “…”
Images of Xinyan stretching her arms when she got up every morning flashed in his mind.
It seemed… it would make sense for it to get stuck.
“What do we do now?”
“…Just smash the TV,” Xia Xinyan said determinedly, “I’m in the TV right now; if you smash it, I should be able to get out.”
With that, she dived back in.
Ling Mo wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but ended up saying nothing.
Smashing the TV probably wouldn’t hurt Xinyan, right? The game probably wouldn’t let players die in such a ridiculous way, let alone at the start.
Psyching himself up, he struggled to lift his right arm, clenched it into a fist, and then slammed it into the TV, smashing it into scrap metal.
With his current strength, doing this wasn’t difficult at all.
Moreover, with that punch, he didn’t feel any pain at all.
Maybe it was a result of this body he was in now.
But before he could ponder this, a cloud of white mist floated out from the TV and condensed into the form of Xia Xinyan.
Her clothes transformed into a flowing white garb, her hair almost reaching her feet, though it faded into nothing at the ends, and her body appeared half-transparent, just like an ordinary ghost.
Indeed, Xia Xinyan was now a ghost.
But Ling Mo found it impossible to feel scared.
If all ghosts looked like this, then probably no one would be afraid of ghosts anymore.
However, just as he was about to say something, the dungeon task finally appeared before them—
【Battle Zone: Killing Time】
【Difficulty: Medium】
【Time Flow Rate: 1x】
【Description: In this special dungeon, all players will be given new identities and new abilities to evade the Hunter’s pursuit.】
【Current Task: Kill the Hunter or survive until the next day.】
【Important Notice: Each player corresponds to one Hunter; please proceed with caution.】
