Read Novel Full Chapter 662.1
Chapter 662.1
“I really heard your voice just now, that’s why I walked to the edge of the rooftop,” It was dark all around, and Xia Chi was very careful with every step he took. “Someone wants to kill me?”
He followed closely behind the tall figure in front, not daring to slack off even a bit.
As soon as darkness fell, the terrifying atmosphere emerged.
He had thought about lowering the system’s horror value, but after considering it, he gave up.
Based on Li Mi’s experiences, lowering the horror value might cause him to miss important clues.
Tan Yue lowered his chin slightly, glancing at his sleeve that was tightly gripped, and subtly slowed his steps.
“Maybe it’s not even a person.”
The hand gripping his sleeve suddenly tightened. “A ghost?”
The voice tried to remain calm but carried a slight tremble.
Tan Yue: “Who knows? But no matter what it is, there’s no need to be afraid. It’s just a bunch of data.”
“You can separate it like that,” Xia Chi sighed, “The visuals are so realistic, even if I know they’re fake, my body still reacts instinctively.”
Tan Yue: “That’s expected. After all, you even cover your eyes when watching horror movies.”
Xia Chi: “…”
If this were still in a horror game, at least he could take out a flashlight from his backpack for light.
But now that he had just entered the game world, he didn’t have enough points to exchange for even a flashlight.
With the surroundings in darkness, he was essentially blind.
After the two carefully searched the rooftop, they found a small door in a corner, just wide enough for one person to pass through. The door led to stairs going down.
Xia Chi felt for a sound-activated switch at the corner of the wall. He tried tapping it, but the overhead light didn’t respond, acting like mere decoration—designed to scare people to death.
Xiao Le didn’t give them any information after teleporting them here, and Xia Chi didn’t know what clues to look for at this time.
The two could only aimlessly follow the stairs down.
As they walked, Xia Chi bumped into something solid.
He stopped, poked Tan Yue’s back, and asked, “Why did you stop?”
Tan Yue: “It seems like someone’s ahead.”
Xia Chi’s first reaction was: Is it really a person?
Peeking out from Tan Yue’s shoulder, he vaguely saw a dark figure slip through the stairwell door.
Soon after the figure went in, a faint light shone from the stairwell, brightening the corridor slightly.
‘There really was someone?’
Xia Chi quickly said, “Let’s follow and see.”
Tan Yue: “Alright.”
The two walked down a few more steps to reach the corridor where the figure had disappeared.
The place where the figure vanished was connected to a corridor. The corridor was dimly lit, but there was no one in sight.
School corridors were typically symmetrical, with identical doors and rooms on either side.
This corridor was no exception. Where there was light, several doors were visible along one side of the wall. That figure might be hiding behind one of those doors.
With the light, Xia Chi became bolder. He released his grip on Tan Yue’s sleeve and walked forward in big strides.
He walked straight up and pressed his face against the window of the first door.
The room beyond was pitch black, and his reflection appeared in the glass.
To ease the eerie atmosphere, Xia Chi stroked his chin while looking at his reflection. “I really am handsome.”
Tan Yue: “…”
As Xia Chi touched his face, something felt off. He suddenly froze and, sucking in a sharp breath, took two steps back.
Tan Yue teased, “Did your own handsomeness knock you out?”
Xia Chi was embarrassed and flustered. “There’s something in my eyes.”
“No, something’s reflected in my eyes. There’s something in the room that was reflected in my eyes.”
The glass was polished to a shine, reflecting his face. As he stared, he saw something red appear in his eyes. Squinting, he saw it was a pair of blood-red eyes that were wide open.
Xia Chi was immediately paralyzed with fear.
Was he really that lucky? Did he hit the jackpot with the very first room?
In typical plots, shouldn’t such a scene appear in the later rooms?
Trembling, Xia Chi pointed at the closed door, “Tan Yue, there’s a pair of red eyes in this room.”
Tan Yue, ever the source of reassurance, said, “Stand behind me”, and then walked forward, pushing the door open.
The overhead light flicked on with a “click”.
On the wall facing them was a bizarre and terrifying painting.
It was a portrait showing only the shoulders and up, with a face as horrifying as a vengeful spirit. The black hair parted in the middle and hung down, and beneath it was a pair of blood-red eyes.
The ghostly face had a twisted, upward-curved mouth filled with sharp, jagged teeth, forming a grotesque, eerie grin.
It was an art studio.
Several works hung on the walls, and the room was sparse, with only a few easels and crooked chairs scattered around.
But there was no one in the room.
Tan Yue pointed at the terrifying face painting facing the door. “Are these the red eyes you saw?”
Xia Chi wasn’t sure. “Maybe?”
The painting was too frightening; after a quick glance, Xia Chi averted his gaze, letting his eyes roam elsewhere.
There were several paintings on the wall. His eyes looked around before hopelessly returning to the nape of Tan Yue’s neck.
‘Wow, each painting was more terrifying than the last. Tan Yue’s neck was much more pleasing to look at—long, muscular, and graceful.’
An inappropriate image flashed through Xia Chi’s mind.
He was pinned down on a sofa, his arms wrapped around the man’s strong, slender neck like water snakes.
His face exploded with a “buzz”. Xia Chi shook his head in shame, and his forehead happened to bump Tan Yue’s shoulder.
Tan Yue turned his head subconsciously. “What’s wrong? Are you that scared?”
“No, not scared at all!” Xia Chi blushed and quickly pushed past Tan Yue and darted into the room. “I think there’s something off about this studio. Let’s take a closer look!”
Compared to the fear of the supernatural, he was more afraid of Tan Yue discovering his not-so-pure thoughts.
As he approached the creepy red-eyed portrait, he noticed something unusual at the lower-right corner of the canvas.
Leaning in closer, he saw that it wasn’t just a reflection but the artist’s signature.
The signature was fluid, with three long strokes in one continuous motion. Xia Chi couldn’t quite make out the exact letters, but it looked quite elegant.
Because the signature was in black, blending with the dark background of the painting’s lower right corner, it was harder to discern.
Xia Chi stared at it for a while, only managing to vaguely make out that the bottom part seemed to be a date.
If this painting had the artist’s signature, the others probably did too, right?
He moved from the first painting to the next one hanging on the wall.
This painting was just as terrifying.
It was another terrifying face, but this time drawn with colored pencils instead of oil paint.
A scary profile, a sharp nose, the same long black hair, and blood-red eyes.
This time, Xia Chi noticed a black tear mole at the corner of the red eye.
Stunned, he moved back to the first painting.
Because the first painting had dense hair covering part of the face, he had initially overlooked it, but sure enough, the first painting also had a black tear mole at the corner of the eye.
Were these two paintings depicting the same person?
Xia Chi returned to the colored pencil drawing, noting the artist’s signature at the bottom right.
The same flowing, seamless strokes, still unreadable.
Both paintings were by the same artist, and the subject of both was the same person.
He walked to the third painting.
Another terrifying face, this time in a traditional ink style.
The face was blown up to an exaggerated size, with the same long black hair parted in the middle, blood-red eyes, black tear mole, sharp teeth, and an eerie smile.
Again, the same signature.
Xia Chi glanced around the room. Without exception, every painting on the walls was a close-up of the same person’s face.
His eyes drifted from the paintings to Tan Yue’s face, and he paused.
After staring at the horrifying ghostly faces, looking at Tan Yue’s handsome features was like a refreshing shock to his system.
‘Tan Yue, you are so handsome that it explodes in the sky, did you know that?’
Why hadn’t he noticed before how good-looking Tan Yue was?
Sharp angles, a high nose bridge, and well-defined, deep-set features.
Another inappropriate image flashed through his mind, and Xia Chi hurriedly averted his eyes.
It was as if a voice in his head was teasing him: Stop lying, do you really not know how good-looking he is all along?
A tall figure approached, casting a shadow over Xia Chi, enveloping him.
Tan Yue’s curious voice came from close to his ear. “What’s up with you? You’re acting strange.”
The hot breath brushed against Xia Chi’s neck and into his clothes, causing him to shiver involuntarily. He quickly took two steps back. “Don’t stand so close to me!”
Tan Yue studied Xia Chi’s flushed ears. “You’re not shy, are you?”
A large hand reached out, resting on Xia Chi’s neck before sliding up to cup his chin.
Tan Yue squeezed Xia Chi’s chin, forcing him to tilt his head up. “Could it be that you have a crush on me?”
Suppressing his own feelings, Tan Yue jokingly voiced his thoughts while carefully observing Xia Chi, not wanting to miss any change in his expression.
‘Have you figured it out?’