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Because "he" had smelled it.
If you accidentally puncture or break your intestines, the remaining excrement inside will spill out—something Chang Yan knows all too well.
The surrounding environment was dark, with a faint light coming from a grime-covered light bulb above his head. However, the light only illuminated a small area around Tsukishiro Doman, and the rest was completely dark.
The air was very stuffy, and the surrounding temperature was a bit cold. In addition, there was a faint but persistent stench that made people not want to stay here any longer.
But how did I get here?
Was it a trap deliberately placed at my bedroom door?
Wait a minute, surely no one would deliberately target me like this? In fact, I, Tsukimori Doman, haven't offended anyone at all...
Illusion?
Impossible. If this were an illusion, I wouldn't be able to detect anything amiss. Although it might sound like boasting, he believed he had made considerable achievements in the realm of the mind.
After checking himself for any foreign objects, Tsukishiro Michimitsu groped his way to the left front in the dark.
Special vision indicates that this darkness is not a problem at all.
There was a table there, with a piece of old-looking parchment on it.
Tsukishiro Doman picked up the parchment and carefully felt its texture with his fingers.
It's parchment, and some of the edges are already torn.
The writing above is in English, and some parts are blurry.
Meanwhile, outside—
"Hey, what's going on? Can anyone tell me why a new live stream room suddenly appeared on our platform and is being forcibly featured on the homepage? And we can't turn it off?"
A well-dressed man was yelling madly at a large group of employees sitting in front of their computers, while pointing repeatedly at a live stream called "Death Trial".
Just now, this live stream dominated the homepage recommendations on major platforms, and we couldn't block it no matter what we did.
After countless attempts, everyone expressed one helpless sentiment—
With current human technology, this problem is simply impossible to solve.
Naturally, the news spread, and it was impossible to block it. You could even watch the live stream without an internet connection, which was simply unbelievable.
This screen is divided into 4 parts.
The first image depicts a handsome young man dressed smartly, wearing glasses, and sporting ten elegant cosplay-style rings on his hand.
At that moment, he was in a very dimly lit place, clutching a piece of parchment and looking at it.
The second picture shows a casually dressed, somewhat handsome but pale-faced young man who is shouting at an empty place, seemingly unable to accept this sudden situation.
The third image is of a pretty girl in a school uniform. Although she is pale, she is bravely searching for a way out in the darkness.
The fourth figure is a noblewoman dressed in a bright red and luxurious gown, holding a goblet filled with bright red liquid. She is frowning and covering her nose, seemingly unable to stand the smell.
Wow, what an angle! Those are two huge balls!
"Yeah, yeah, although I don't know why this live stream is named this way, I give the mature woman's perks a perfect score."
"Heh, man."
"Oh, woman."
.......
A jumble of random comments flashed across the live stream, which alarmed many people.
"Hey! Why is Xiaodao in this live stream?"
Riko Mine, holding her phone filled with cute accessories, stared in surprise at Tsukishiro Doman on the screen, then quietly found a place to contact Jeanne d'Arc.
After some communication, Joan of Arc opened a live stream in disbelief and saw a familiar figure.
This is impossible!
I clearly saw Tsukishiro Doman return through the camera!
what happened?
If they could silently relocate Tsukimori Doman from our base to this unknown place, then they could also silently kill us...
"Next, we'll be moving to a backup location. Be careful."
After hanging up the phone, Jeanne watched Tsukishiro Doman in the video, a hint of worry appearing in her sapphire eyes.
Watch out, Moon Guardian...
This enemy is truly terrifying...
Meanwhile, in some unknown place, Tsukishiro Doman also finished reading the words on the parchment.
It's nothing more than you all being sinners, and this place being such a terrifying hell, filled with countless demons who have wreaked havoc on humanity.
The only way to leave this place is to rely on your own mysterious courage and faith to find a path to salvation.
So, Tsukishiro Michimitsu took out a pen from his pocket and carefully wrote a few words on the parchment.
—Read and found. Utter nonsense.
"Hahaha, this handsome guy is pretty good."
"666666, I give this a perfect score, and I'm not afraid you'll get proud of it."
"Back when I was correcting those elementary school students' compositions, I wanted to write this sentence countless times..."
Calmly setting down the parchment in his hand, Tsukishiro Doman walked directly behind him to the steel gate hidden in the darkness.
A bright red character, shimmering with fluorescence, appeared stroke by stroke on the door.
—Those who enter this gate must abandon all hope!
Then the door was pushed open.
hope?
I have never encountered anything so boring.
I have a fever and am taking the day off.
I developed a fever out of nowhere, and I still don't know what caused it. I slept all day after school, and I'm so sorry about today................................................................................
I'm sorry, I'm quite ill, so I need to take another day off.
I'm really sorry, I'm quite sick, so I need to take another day off................................................................................................
Chapter 360 Nursery Rhymes
Meanwhile, the young man realized that no matter how much he yelled, it was useless, so he had no choice but to obediently look for a way out.
The female student did find the parchment and slowly translated it under the light, occasionally touching her hair in distress.
Many of the characters are technical terms; I don't understand them!
The noblewoman found the parchment and began reading it in the dark. Then, she impatiently tossed it aside and walked to the door.
Upon seeing the writing that suddenly appeared on the door, she laughed disdainfully and pushed open the door.
"Look, look, how important knowledge is! You little brats, why don't you lift your heads up!"
"The upstairs neighbors are doing something nice, reminding students not to use their phones during class."
"So far, it seems only that handsome guy and that elegant lady in the dress have walked out the door. The student girl is still translating, and the guy with kidney deficiency still hasn't found the parchment."
"I know that guy with kidney deficiency. He's a rich second-generation from XX University, a total womanizer."
"That handsome guy is called Tsukishiro Michimitsu, and he's the psychologist at our XX High School."
"A psychologist? Do high schools really need psychologists these days?!"
......
Tsukishiro Domyou pushed open the door, and what he saw was a deserted and dilapidated street in the night.
With the full moonlight, one can clearly see the desolate landscape here.
The moonlight poured its pale white light generously onto the surrounding area, but it was swallowed up by the darkness of the buildings as if it had vanished into thin air, as if a terrifying and invisible giant mouth was greedily chewing on this hard-won moonlight.
The dust and cobwebs covering the houses on both sides of the street indicated that the place had been abandoned for a long time, while the withered weeds and the wooden boards sealing the doors and windows showed that there was no life here.
A notice board riddled with wormholes stood opposite Tsukishiro Doman, staring at him lifelessly.
The writing on the notice board had become so blurred that only one line was still barely legible—
Welcome to Elm Street!
"Does anyone understand English? Can someone translate this?"
"Does that mean welcome to Elm Street?! And Freddy's coming, huh?"
"Is Jason there? I want to see Freddy vs. Jason!"
"Does the death trial mean Freddy will be the executioner? That's pretty awesome!"
Immediately, opinions were divided on the screen, and when Tsukishiro Doman saw this line of text, he showed a smile of great interest.
"Elm Street? Freddy? The Nightmare King? Am I dreaming or not right now?"
He said this in a low voice, and at the same time, the audience in the live broadcast room noticed that the perspective had suddenly changed, and a human-shaped shadow was quietly approaching Tsukishiro Doman along the roof of the abandoned house on the side of the street.
"High energy ahead!"
"It's coming, it's coming!"
"How do you think this guy will die?"
"I'll be fucked to death!"
"Insert/Kill +1!"
.......
The humanoid shadow had already lurked above Tsukishiro Doman, like a cold, venomous snake waiting for its prey's weakness.
The people in the live stream also held their breath.
Will that handsome guy be able to escape this calamity?
Unfortunately, there is only one answer—
A fleeting flash of silver light filled the entire screen, and a small knife was plunged into Fred's stomach, causing him to let out a hateful roar.
"Hmm, it really is Fred. Can you understand me?"
"what--"
Tsukishiro Michimitsu was standing next to Freddy at some point, looking at Freddy, who was bound by invisible threads, with a smile on his face.
"Oh no, what happened?"
"What an incredible reversal! I thought Freddy would dominate the game, but he turned out to be a monster."
"Hey, this won't do, there aren't even any special effects."
........
"Hmm, so the mental attack didn't work... It seems you can't understand me. Well, I remember you were burned to death, right?"
The young man spoke with a smile, then snapped his fingers.
A spark appeared on his fingertip.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"
Freddy, engulfed in flames, let out an incredibly shrill and terrifying scream. He struggled incessantly, waving his claws, but failed to touch a single hair on Tsukishiro Michimitsu's body. Instead, he fell off the roof and crashed to the ground.
When the flames died down, a charred corpse lay there quietly.