Deities Are All Just My Food-Chapter 2253 - 1006: Drowning in Death

After finishing the call with Gu Qingqiu, Lin Baici grabbed his hand axe and headed upstairs.

This game’s theme seems to be a horror ghost film, using ’mysterious events’ to kill, the kind where you can’t see the ’real culprit’.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if the God Hunter were to come in, without the right ’props’, if attacked, there’s a big chance of being eliminated.

Of course, for a seasoned veteran like Hoffman, this should be as easy as pie. Unfortunately, everyone is separated and cannot bask in his glory.

Lin Baici reached the stairs, smashed open a door lock with his axe, and entered. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

A very ordinary European-style decorated bedroom.

Lin Baici walked inside, took a look around, and came out again, seemingly nonchalant, but his attention was at its peak.

Yet, until Lin Baici left the room and broke open the lock on the next door, he did not face any eerie attack.

"Why did it suddenly become quiet?"

Lin Baici was puzzled; he thought the attacks would come in waves, either exhausting him or purifying all those ’things’.

Now it seems that attacks don’t happen all the time.

This complicates things.

I might have to stay here in the Forest Cottage for seven full days.

Half an hour later, Lin Baici had smashed open all the locks upstairs, searched through, and found nothing.

He shook his head in disappointment and prepared to go to the basement.

As he descended the stairs, he suddenly felt as though something was secretly watching him.

The sensation was like being pricked with needles on his back.

Lin Baici abruptly turned around.

He saw nothing, so he took two steps forward and suddenly turned back again.

Still nothing.

Lin Baici turned his hand and scratched his back.

The sensation felt like a few horse flies crawling on his back, not stinging, just crawling. That feeling of fly legs and mouthparts scraping over his skin made Lin Baici very uncomfortable.

He originally planned to search the basement, but for some reason, he suddenly felt very tired, like staying up until three or four in the morning every day during the National Day holiday, playing games for seven full days, eyes fighting to stay open, exhausted to the point of collapse.

Lin Baici, in a daze, walked into the living room, leaned against a sofa, and fell onto it, like a pile of mud.

Sleepiness was like a massive vortex, gradually drawing Lin Baici’s consciousness in.

Life is so tiring!

He wished he could just sleep and never have to taste those bitter hardships again.

Wait!

Before high school, life was indeed tiring, not a bit of joy, apart from studying and doing exercises.

Studying hard every single day to get into a good university, so as to not struggle finding a job later.

But since the summer holiday, life has been smooth sailing.

Like having girlfriends such as Kim Myungjin and Hua Yue Yu, something he never dared to dream of before!

And the university life, it’s quite delightful!

The shadow of Ji Xinyan suddenly emerged from the depths of Lin Baici’s memory; he recalled those daily teases from the tea girl.

Those were indeed happy days!

Lin Baici isn’t a scumbag; he doesn’t deceive girls with money and looks, otherwise, every girl over seven points at Haijing Polytechnic, Lin Baici could have slept through.

With Ji Xinyan, Lin Baici enjoyed the ambiguous process but always respected her, never crossing the line, because he couldn’t give the tea girl marriage and a family.

But as men, there’s always a hint of regret for unattainable things.

To say Lin Baici has no thoughts about Ji Xinyan is impossible.

Those long legs of hers, Lin Baici had to rely on strong self-control to restrain himself from touching them.

The more Lin Baici thought about it, the more he felt something was off.

My life isn’t bitter, why should I sleep away?

I have billions in my bank account, and dying without spending it isn’t a huge loss?

Lin Baici wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids felt as if weighted with sandbags, heavy as a stone, until he used his hands to prop them open with strength...

In front of Lin Baici, the view wobbled, and was foggy, until his consciousness gradually restored, and the situation improved.

"..."

Lin Baici was still slumped on the sofa, checked his body, and found it drenched in sweat, with a headache as if he’d been on a hundred roller-coaster rides, his brain feeling shaken.

No doubt, this was another ’mysterious murder event’, amplifying a person’s pessimism, as a breakthrough point, making people lose hope in life, thereby choosing to abandon life.

Lin Baici’s current life is extremely smooth, hence he passed this stage safely.

Dammit!

Isn’t this taking advantage of the working masses?

Like Kim Myungjin and Gu Qingqiu, life must be going smooth, even Hua Yue Yu now is a big streamer, rarely bothersome, I guess.

In this instance, the more miserable life is, the faster the death!

Lin Baici stood up, still feeling exhausted, his limbs sore but no longer fighting against sleepy eyelids.

He kicked the sofa and went to the basement.

Just as he stepped into the hallway, he felt uneasy, reflexively glanced back.

"Damn it!"

An expletive nearly slipped out.

Lin Baici instinctively wanted to step back because behind him, floated a white sheet.

Like someone covered with a sheet pretending to be a ghost, scaring people.

Lin Baici quickly scanned and saw two black holes on the sheet, but no eyes, no legs beneath the sheet, just floating in air.

Eerie and horrifying.

Lin Baici restrained the urge to attack, unfazed, he stared at those two black holes on the sheet.

They held their positions for three or four minutes.

The sheet remained still.

Lin Baici suddenly reached out to grab the sheet.

Swoosh!

The sheet floated backward, lightly drifting out of reach.

"Heh!"

A disdainful snort came from Lin Baici’s throat, he paid no mind to this ghostly thing, headed to the basement entrance.

The entrance was sealed with a heavy iron plate, with a large lock on it.

Lin Baici wielded his axe, ready for a hard break, just as he struck the lock twice, crying came from below.

Lin Baici paused, the crying stopped, he waited a few seconds, continued smashing, crying resumed.

"What’s below here?"

Lin Baici looked up.

That ghost floated over, Lin Baici casually asked.

There was no response.

Lin Baici struggled for over ten minutes, the lock remained unyielding, he realized this wouldn’t work, prepared to find the key or a handy unlocking tool.

Knock knock!

There was knocking sound.

Lin Baici looked towards the wooden house door, it’s from there, he immediately tiptoed over.

Lin Baici stared at the door, but now there was no sound, just as he hesitated whether to open the door for a look, knocking sounded from upstairs.

Knock knock!

The sound wasn’t loud, but in this silent little house, it was quite jarring.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Lin Baici frowned, went upstairs, but this time the knocking sound returned downstairs.

Are you messing with me?

If I catch you, even the king of ghosts will be cooked!