Read Novel Full Chapter 665.1
Chapter 665.1
Xia Chi stared at the bright red “26”. “Ghost hitting the wall?”
“No, it’s not the ghost hitting the wall.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he denied himself before Tan Yue could respond. “There are no ghosts in this copy. It’s not the ghost hitting the wall.”
“It’s the author’s control.”
Just now, he was being pulled down by an invisible force, and now they were trapped in the stairwell by an invisible force as well.
The author didn’t want them to find Li Mi.
The author had absolute control over the book world. It would be difficult for Li Mi to gain any advantage under his control.
Xia Chi: “How do we get out of here?”
[Dear player, it seems you’ve encountered some trouble,] the furry Xiao Le appeared in the narrow stairwell, shaking its head. [If you’re stuck, try checking your backpack. Maybe there’s something that can help.]
Xia Chi opened his backpack at its suggestion.
There were only two props inside.
An eraser.
A paintbrush.
What could an eraser and a paintbrush do?
Puzzled, Xia Chi took both props out of his backpack.
One hand holding the eraser and the other gripping the paintbrush, he raised the brush vertically. The silver body of the brush happened to fall right on the red numbers on the wall.
The paintbrush was like a blade, cutting through the numbers and splitting the “2” and “6” in half.
Xia Chi looked at the paintbrush in his hand that was still smeared with red paint, and then at the numbers on the wall.
Even though it seemed absurd, he still stepped forward with the brush and painted over the “6”. The “6” instantly became a flat “0”.
Suddenly, the lights at the dark stairwell flickered on.
Xia Chi looked ahead. At some point, the door that once led to the rooftop had turned into a corridor.
Most of the windows along the corridor were broken, and a light was shining brightly from one of the rooms.
The 20th floor.
They had arrived on the 20th floor.
Xia Chi said ‘thank you’ to the system, quickly put the paintbrush and eraser back into his backpack, and rushed toward the lit room.
Both he and Tan Yue, being tall and swift, quickly reached the door of the room.
The door was wide open, but the small, ordinary classroom was empty.
The classroom was desolate, the windows wide open, and the wind blew the white curtains with a swish.
The desks in the classroom were knocked over in disarray, but unlike yesterday, this was fresh damage, likely caused today.
There were obvious signs of a struggle in the room, but no one was there, only the open window.
Xia Chi immediately rushed to the window.
Peering out, he was startled.
There was actually a person hanging outside the window. The person was holding on to the window sill below with both hands. His muscles strained under the weight, veins bulging on his neck and arms.
It was Rich And Cool Senior, the basketball prince.
The basketball prince’s face was flushed red, and his eyes were filled with terror.
Without bothering to ask why the basketball prince was here, Xia Chi extended his hand. “Grab my hand, I’ll pull you up.”
A glimmer of hope flashed in the basketball prince’s eyes and he slowly reached out his right hand.
He struggled to stretch out, his will to survive strong.
Just as Xia Chi was about to grab the basketball prince’s hand, it suddenly stopped in midair, trembling before slowly retracting.
The basketball prince’s face was contorted and he was drenched in sweat. All the confidence and vigor he once had on the basketball court was long gone. He stared at the hand, shock and despair flickering in his gaze.
The hand trembled as it withdrew, the strained muscles appearing unnaturally awkward.
It was as if there was a tug-of-war, one side wanting to extend the hand, while the other tried to pull it back.
“No.”
The basketball prince let out a soft cry, his eyes frantically shifting to the hand still gripping the window ledge.
The hand with bulging veins was slowly detaching off the window sill, one finger at a time.
The basketball prince gritted his teeth, veins popping on his temples. He raised his bloodshot eyes toward Xia Chi and said, “605, go to 605! Tell Li Mi, I like him.”
Suddenly, with a desperate scream, he lost control of his body and plummeted from the 20th floor.
His scream was swallowed by the darkness, followed by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.
Thud!
In the stillness of the night, the sound was particularly loud.
Xia Chi felt his body being nudged forward a bit, but before he could be pushed out of the window, he swiftly pulled his head back and slammed the window shut.
The window frame rattled from the force, but the push against him disappeared.
First it was Aloof Senior.
Then Rich and Cool Senior.
Next, it would be Handsome Senior, right?
Oh, and him.
Only, he had luck on his side. Tan Yue dealt with it, so he didn’t die.
It seemed the author was starting to panic, desperately trying to kill them off one by one.
Go to 605.
This was the death message Rich and Cool Senior left behind.
“Let’s go to Room 605.”
After Xia Chi finished speaking, he was about to rush out the door, but just as his foot stepped out, someone grabbed him by the collar from behind.
Tan Yue’s voice was calm, as if they were just taking a casual stroll after dinner, “No need to make it so troublesome.”
“Don’t you have that pen? Try changing the room number directly to 605.”
Xia Chi’s brain shrank.
‘Hmm, that’s a bit strange, but somehow I can’t find a reason to argue against it.’
‘Could it really work?’
The two of them stepped out into the corridor and closed the door behind them.
Xia Chi raised the paintbrush, and with a few quick strokes, erased the number on the door and wrote “605” beside it.
Not long after, he heard Li Mi’s hysterical screaming from inside.
“Ahhh! I’m going to kill you! I’ll die with you!”
“I’m going to fight you!”
“Don’t run!”
Bang! Bang!
Crash! Crash!
The sound of things being smashed continued.
Xia Chi was alarmed and angrily pushed the door open, shouting, “Let go of poor Li Mi! Uh…”
The sound of crashing in the classroom stopped, and Xia Chi rubbed his eyes.
In the large classroom, chairs and desks were overturned on the ground.
Poor Li Mi, who looked terrifying, was holding a chair in one hand, making a lifting gesture with the other, a fierce expression on his face.
There was a pool of blood on the ground, the trail of blood stretching far across the floor.
But after looking around, Xia Chi didn’t see any wounds on Li Mi. Instead, blood was seeping out continuously from an invisible figure beneath him.
“Uh,” Xia Chi lowered his raised hand awkwardly, “sorry, wrong classroom. You guys carry on.”
‘Go, Li Mi!’
“You… aren’t Li Mi…”
He heard a weak, unfamiliar man’s voice, the sound came intermittently from Li Mi’s direction.
“Li Mi is not like… you. The Li Mi I created is cute… cries easily… tearful… skin-hungry… and… uh, intersex…”
Xia Chi’s brain shrank again.
Shocked for a hundred years.
‘Skin-hungry was one thing, but what the hell is intersex?’
Li Mi was like a dragon whose reverse scale had been touched, and his hair stood on end.
From then on, whenever Xia Chi thought of “hair standing on end in anger”, he had a vivid image in his mind.
“So it’s all because of you!”
“Shut up, shut up, shut up!”
“Since childhood, I’ve felt inferior because of being intersex. I’m not a man, nor a woman. I didn’t dare play with girls, nor did I dare bathe in the men’s bathhouses. I could only use thick clothes to hide my body.”
“If it weren’t for those guys discovering my secret in college, would I have kept compromising again and again just to beg them to keep it quiet?”
“My entire life, I’ve been walking on thin ice. Apart from my parents, no one around me has ever genuinely cared. Every man who’s come into my life has been consumed by lust, saying they like me but doing nothing but hurting me.”
The chair came down heavily, making a loud crashing sound mid-air. “I’ve lived my life in such pain, and it’s all because of you, you damned author!”
“That’s because… I love you…” Something broke underneath Li Mi’s body. The data block began to shimmer, gradually revealing a blood-splattered figure.
Blood flowed from the man’s nose, mouth, and eyes as he looked up at Li Mi with obsessive eyes, confessing passionately, “I truly love you… Li Mi, only this way can I… have you.”
Li Mi trembled with anger, his hair practically flying in all directions.
“It’s all their fault,” the man turned his swollen eyes toward Xia Chi and Tan Yue at the door, growling, “Who are you people, and why did you suddenly appear in the world I created?! One by one, you keep showing up around Li Mi. It’s never-ending, like fleas, impossible to kill! You’re the ones who turned my Li Mi into this! It’s all your fault!”
The man suddenly broke free from Li Mi’s grip, rushing towards Xia Chi with claws outstretched, “Die! Get out, get out of my world!!”
The man rushed over with a bloody face twisted due to rage. Just before he could touch Xia Chi, Xia Chi’s eyes turned cold, and he swiftly grabbed the man by the collar.
In the man’s bewildered gaze, Xia Chi flipped him over and threw him hard against the wall.
The man’s body slid to the floor like a sack of potatoes. Xia Chi stood tall, adjusting his hair.
“Get it straight, I was the top in practical classes for four years straight. Did you really think I’m just a sick kitten?”
The man struggled to stand, holding onto the wall. He glanced at Xia Chi, then at the furious Li Mi chasing after him, and threw out a typical villain line, “Just you wait!” before turning to flee down the corridor.
Since you’re already here, leaving is not up to you.
All three of them dashed after him.
The man ran fast, but the three behind him were even faster, especially Li Mi, who was moving on all fours. With two extra limbs in play, his speed was so fast that Xia Chi felt like he was watching a centipede, all limbs left afterimages.
Seeing the pursuers closing in, the man hastily pulled something out from his pocket.
Xia Chi squinted—it was a pen.
The man quickly drew a circle on the wall, dived into it, and his body slipped through it.
As soon as he went in, the circle shrank rapidly, from a meter in diameter to thirty centimeters.
Li Mi was very thin. He didn’t even slow down, diving straight into the thirty-centimeter circle and disappearing.