ebookland Chapter 335 - 323: Temporary Emergency Script Mission: Kill the Resident of 904 [2]
Chapter 335 - 323: Temporary Emergency Script Mission: Kill the Resident of 904 [2]
The moment Hu Qi crashed into the apartment building.
Within an extremely spacious yet somewhat empty space.
The light here was dim. Only a desk lamp in the very center, like a solitary star, cast a soft, amber halo, barely managing to illuminate a small patch of the room.
Within the illuminated area,
a single desk stood in silence.
A middle-aged man sat behind it.
He wore black-framed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were bloodshot. His hair was slightly disheveled, falling haphazardly across his forehead.
His skin was almost pathologically pale, the result of long periods spent hidden away from the light of day.
He currently gripped a black pen, incessantly writing and drawing on the paper before him.
The scratching of the pen against the paper was exceptionally clear in the silent space.
’No, that’s not right. The difficulty is too high. It’ll be nearly impossible for anyone to survive...’
He muttered to himself, his brow furrowed. He then violently tore off the section he had just drawn on, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it forcefully to the floor.
To his surprise, the moment the paper ball touched the floor, it vanished, fading away like smoke.
Meanwhile, the sheet he had torn from magically restored itself. It was smooth and pristine, as if it had never been damaged.
The only difference was that the drawings and text on it had vanished without a trace.
Just as the man was about to start writing again,
suddenly, the ground around him trembled slightly.
In the next second,
a piercing, blood-red light materialized without warning directly in front of him, instantly capturing his full attention.
It was an enormous, blood-red page, hovering in the air. It trembled slightly, emitting a cold, sinister aura.
A bizarre image was drawn upon the page.
On an ink-black road, a decrepit, grayish-white bus drove slowly along.
Several blurry, bizarrely shaped figures stood motionlessly on the roadside.
They seemed to be waiting for the bus.
Merely looking at the image sent a faint chill rising from the depths of one’s heart, enough to make the hair on your arms stand up.
However, just moments after the blood-red page appeared, countless fine cracks suddenly spiderwebbed across its surface, like a shattering mirror.
Then, before the man’s astonished eyes,
it shattered completely, turning into fluttering Ashes that scattered into the silent air.
Seeing this, the man froze. The pen nearly slipped from his grasp, his face a mask of shock and disbelief.
’The Deceitful Bus script... was actually destroyed...’
The thought surged through him, and his mind went blank.
This kind of thing had never happened before.
Before he could recover from the immense shock and react,
a series of images flashed before his eyes like scenes from a movie.
The images showed exactly what Hu Qi had done earlier.
It was just fast-forwarded several times over.
’Hmm? He took control of the Deceitful Bus and crashed it into the Bloody Apartment...’
The man’s eyes were fixed on the images, looking at them frame by frame.
After he finished watching, a deeply hidden, peculiar glint flashed in his eyes, so fleeting it was impossible to decipher.
After a moment of deep thought, he took a deep breath, picked up the black pen again, and slowly wrote a line of text on the paper.
...
Hu Qi paid no mind to the whispers of the crowd behind him, continuing his slow walk down a long corridor.
He had only taken a couple of steps when he felt a sudden weight in his pants pocket.
It felt like something new had appeared inside.
He reached in, his fingertips brushing against a card.
He took it out to look.
The card was firm, about the size of a standard bank card. Its entire body was jet-black, with no additional decorations or patterns on its surface.
Only the conspicuous numbers "904" were printed on it.
The moment Hu Qi’s gaze fell upon the card, something strange happened.
The surface of the black card seemed to be subjected to some invisible Erosion. The color began to peel away, revealing blood-red text that looked as if it were seeping out like fresh blood.
He could even smell the faint scent of blood.
"Congratulations on becoming an official script actor. In light of your performance during the intern script mission, an exception has been made to grant you the key card for Room 904. With this card, you may check into Room 904. We look forward to your future performances!"
After the text manifested, the same strange, twisted, and bizarre smiley face from the Deceitful Bus slowly materialized at the end.
After just a few seconds, the text and the symbol receded into the card like an ebbing tide, and everything returned to normal.
Seeing this, Hu Qi’s expression flickered.
’Clearly, the Blood Word Script has been monitoring my every move on the Deceitful Bus.’
’But that’s only to be expected. After all, the Deceitful Bus itself was a manifestation of the Blood Word Script’s power.’
’What surprised me, though, is that the Blood Word Script doesn’t seem to be some mindless, inanimate object.’
’The intelligence it’s displayed seems far beyond what I imagined.’
At this thought, his gaze fell upon Hu San, who was perched on his shoulder.
Ever since they had entered the Bloody Apartment, Hu San had been as motionless as a statue, as if it had fallen into a deep slumber.
According to Hu San, doing this would lower its presence.
To avoid being discovered by the Blood Word Script.
From his previous conversations with Hu San, he understood that even if the Blood Word Script possessed intelligence, it was nothing compared to Hu San’s.