Chapter 818 785 Bait

The terrifying specter invaded the second floor.

Messengers continue to die one after another.

The second floor originally had more messengers than the first, totaling over a dozen people in seven rooms. However, with Yang Jian having killed three in Room 21 last night and the deaths of several more today, the number of second-floor messengers has sharply decreased, and the rate of this decrease is still accelerating.

Because the threat of the specter still exists.

After all, the messengers on the second floor are still within the realm of ordinary people, merely possessing more experience in dealing with matters and a more rational mind than those on the first floor.

But when a ghost decides to kill, the vast majority of people are utterly defenseless.

However, this doesn’t mean that ordinary people who cannot fight back will definitely die when they encounter a specter.

Those messengers who have come to this floor and survived until now have sensed, more or less, some truths or patterns within these supernatural events.

There are ways to survive in supernatural events, provided that you can discover them and make use of them.

Yang Xiaohua, as a woman, has managed to survive here not by luck. Her intelligence and psychological quality have been key to her survival multiple times.

At this moment, she is biting her lips, standing eerily in front of the door of a room.

This is room 23.

A messenger had just been grabbed by the ghost into this room; the door is currently firmly shut. She speculates that this closed door may temporarily provide safety.

As to whether it is truly safe, she does not know.

Right now, she cannot concern herself too much with that; first, she needs to figure out a way to survive another moment.

Seeing this, other messengers immediately rushed toward those recently shut doors.

But there weren’t many doors that had shut, so a scramble ensued.

“Back off, you dare fight with me for it? Believe it or not, I will throw you down from this floor right now.”

“Either way, it’s death. If we can’t survive this, nothing else matters.”

“Seeking death.”

The scene suddenly became chaotic, everyone showing a fierce side, fighting desperately like wild beasts for survival.

Wang Shan made a decision immediately upon seeing this.

He couldn’t possibly compete with others for the last two closed doors, and wouldn’t win anyway. Instead of doing that, he might as well trust Cai Yu and squat in a corner.

There’s no other choice.

Wang Shan, also a clever person, immediately gave up the idea of competing and ran to stand in a corner opposite Cai Yu.

His body slightly curled up, retreating to the back, squeezed into the corner, somewhat like a frightened small animal, trembling.

It’s impossible not to be afraid.

Ghosts have already appeared, and within a minute, several people were killed without the slightest chance to react. At this rate, all the messengers on this floor will be completely dead in less than ten minutes.

“If someone does survive this time, then it must be Yang Jian and Li Yang.”

Wang Shan thought to himself.

He didn’t think those two would die, especially Yang Jian, who dared to confront the specter directly, far beyond any regular messenger.

“No, not good.”

Another scream sounded, a man was fighting for a door but suddenly felt a huge pull from beside him.

He couldn’t resist.

Quickly, he was dragged into the dim and oppressive room next door.

That was room 22.

“Bang!”

The moment the person was dragged in, the door shut, making a loud noise.

The others were stunned for a moment, then roared, “That’s right, correct! When a ghost wants to kill, it will first open the door, approaching an open door is extremely dangerous, but a shut door is safe.”

Having said that, this person seized the opportunity and rushed to the doorway of room 22.

One person had died in front of it, marking it as a temporarily safe place.

“Is it really going to be okay?” Yang Xiaohua, still pursing her lips, was nervous and frightened.

Her body remained tensely tight, and though the door behind her was shut, it gave her a sensation

The remaining people, witnessing such a scene, grew increasingly terrified.

But soon.

With the death of the first batch of messengers, the process of the ghost killing was slightly interrupted.

There weren’t many survivors.

Only seven people.

The dead messengers had already exceeded half.

Among these seven people, five messengers stood behind five tightly shut doors, while Wang Shan and the person named Cai Yu hid in a corner, similarly avoiding the risk of being targeted by the ghost.

The door to Room 21 was open, but no one dared to approach it.

Beyond the fear of being killed by the ghost, they were also afraid of one person.

Yang Jian.

Room 21 was exactly the room Yang Jian had entered earlier, and although he hadn’t come out yet, no one dared to peek inside, deliberately avoiding the room even during the scramble.

“Has the screaming outside stopped?”

At this moment, Yang Jian’s gaze flickered, and he turned to look outside the room.

“Your senses are right, the ghost is indeed not in this room. The ghosts on the second floor have moved to other rooms to kill. It seems that these seven rooms are somehow interconnected to some extent.”

Saying this, he reached out and touched the wall.

Behind the chilly wall seemed to exist some type of medium connecting the rooms, or perhaps a passage.

Li Yang’s Door-blocking Ghost failed to block that ghost and let it slip away, which already explains some things.

“Captain, do we need to find a way to detain that ghost? I feel like I have great restraint over that thing,” Li Yang said softly, feeling somewhat confident.

Yang Jian asked, “How many ghosts have you controlled up till now?”

“One, didn’t you know?” Li Yang replied, puzzled.

Yang Jian said, “Then, what was the deal with your ability to open doors before?”

“It’s a paranormal object.”

Li Yang pulled an old wooden doorknob from his pocket: “I can connect with the Ghost Gate at the headquarters, and in critical moments, I can use that door as a back exit or allow personnel from the headquarters to quickly reach my vicinity. Last time, Wei Jing used it to go to Dahai City like that.”

“I see now.”

Yang Jian recalled the strange wooden door he saw at the headquarters, indeed that was the case.

“By the way, are you interested in controlling this ghost?”

Suddenly.

He revealed a strange smile, his slightly red eyes fixed on Li Yang.

Li Yang suddenly widened his eyes: “Captain, are you joking?”

“No, I’m serious. The ghost will be blocked by your Door-blocking Ghost, which means if you control this ghost, you can delay the resurgence time of the malicious spirit. Although the duration you control a ghost is short, you use the ability quite frequently; we better think ahead, otherwise, it’ll be too late when the malicious spirit is on the verge of revival.”

Yang Jian had no intention of joking.

“What should I do?”

At this moment, Yang Jian stepped out of the room, “It’s simple, just find a way to suppress the ghost. Its Terror Level isn’t high. I am a bit confident about it, but I need your cooperation.”

“No problem.” Li Yang quickly agreed.

It would also be a good thing if he could control a second ghost.

“I thought you all had died, didn’t expect so many survived.”

Yang Jian stood at the doorway of Room 21, looking left and right, he noticed people standing at other room doorways and also some alive in the distant corners.

He took note.

He realized that Wan Xing, who was previously on the first floor, was gone, probably dead. The one who survived was Wang Shan.

Hearing his voice.

The others turned their gazes, their tense eyes revealing a bit of incredible shock.

This person, he’s unharmed?

Keep in mind, from the beginning until now, the door of Room 21 had always been open.

“Indeed, only he could truly remain unharmed,” Wang Shan noted, not surprised but rather feeling it was to be expected.

“This guy…” Someone else gritted their teeth at him.

After all, it was Yang Jian who tore up the letter that summoned the ghosts.

One could say, he caused the death of everyone.”At least the deadline for delivering the message is long, we can live for a while,” a skinny man said through gritted teeth in front of a door nearby.

“What does that have to do with me?” Yang Jian responded coldly.

“You…..” The skinny man wanted to argue but held back.

Arguing with this guy would be very unwise.

The lawyer with glasses, Yang Xiaohua, pursed her lips and said, “Then why are you standing there saying these things? To mock us?”

“Mock you? Am I that bored?” Yang Jian said, “I’m just waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

Yang Jian said, “Waiting for the ghost to appear.”

His expression was indifferent, showing no trace of fear, as if the vicious ghost wandering on the second floor posed no threat to him at all.

Fear is for ordinary people, not for someone of his caliber who commands ghosts.

“Besides, you all can’t seriously believe that standing in front of a closed room will really prevent ghosts from attacking you, can you? If I’m not mistaken, the ghost’s targets should be the people inside the rooms, as well as those near the doorways.”

“But there are precisely seven rooms on the second floor, and a cul-de-sac corridor with no escape—it’s basically a death trap.”

“There might be a slim chance of survival in the corners, but it also depends on how dangerous the ghost here is. If it exceeds a certain limit, any hope of survival is nonexistent.”

Yang Jian glanced at Wang Shan and that Cai Yu.

The actions of these two, hiding in the corner, were clear to him at first sight.

For regular people, coming up with such an idea in a short amount of time is commendable, it’s the extreme they can do.

“This man is a madman,” Yang Xiaohua thought to herself.

She was sure that he indeed had the ability to protect himself in front of a vicious ghost, but just because of that, to tear up the letter, to doom everyone, and even to stand by as the vicious ghost appears and kills them.

This goes beyond mere madness.

Perhaps calling him a psychopath would be more appropriate.

Yang Jian paid no mind to these people’s hostility and judgments towards him.

He was just doing what he should be doing.

“It’s coming.” Suddenly, Li Yang sensed the imminent danger; he abruptly turned his head to look towards a room opposite.

It was Room 25.

The skinny man who was standing at the door just a moment ago.

The next moment.

The eyes of the skinny man suddenly widened, and his tense body was suddenly enveloped in an inexplicable chill.

Just now.

He had heard it.

He heard the noise coming from behind him inside the room.

It was the sound of something quickly crawling across the room floor.

The sound was loud and deep, exceptionally clear in this gloomy and silent environment.

“No, this isn’t right.”

He suddenly thought of something.

Previously, the person who was dragged inside stopped making any noises the moment the door was closed, not even a scream could be heard. Why were there sounds this time?

Could it be…

The man, covered in cold sweat, couldn’t help but glance back, his body already prepared to flee.

This glance made his scalp explode with terror.

Behind him, the room door had somehow slightly opened a crack, and through the gap, he saw a blurry figure, and a horridly crooked, pale dead head. The eyes on that head were hollow, ashen, exuding an indescribable malice.

A ghost?

He wanted to scream for help, wanting his body to quickly flee from this place.

But it was all too late.

A massive pulling force spread from behind him.

“No. No, let me go.” The skinny man struggled desperately, screaming in terror, reaching out in the air hurriedly trying to grab anything to prevent being dragged into the room by the ghost.

However, it was futile.

Before the door was fully opened, the man was rapidly flung inside.

The scream along with the arm extending outside the doorway disappeared into the depths of the room.

The dim shadow loomed, and from inside came the sounds of the creature’s movements.

“Bang!”

The door of room 25 closed again.

“How, how could this happen?” Seeing this, the people in front of the other four room doors felt completely desperate.

They thought they had found a way to survive, but unexpectedly, a door that had been opened once could be opened by a ghost again.

There was no safe place left here.

Yang Xiaohua also started trembling.

Extreme terror struck, destroying her mental defenses, and the little bit of pattern and survival method she had found was completely overturned by the death of this person.

It’s not safe in front of the doors…

“Too far, no time to act, by the time I rushed over, the ghost had already killed and left.” Yang Jian stood opposite and saw everything clearly.

He had wanted to take action against the ghost earlier, but the distance wasn’t enough, so he ended up just watching and did nothing.

“Captain, we need some bait.” Li Yang whispered, “Instead of passively tracking, it would be better to actively wait, just focus on one door; this way, the chances are better.”

“Makes sense.”

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and immediately looked at the others.

He certainly couldn’t be the bait, nor could Li Yang.

Because both of them needed to act.

So they could only choose from among the third person.

Yang Jian directly said, “I plan to deal with the ghost on the second floor, but I need someone to stand in front of the door as bait to lure the ghost out. Although there’s a high risk, the upside is significant. The person who acts as bait might have the chance to survive under my protection, but I don’t know who dares to take on this task.”

What?

The terrified and desperate people threw murderous looks at him upon hearing this.

You think people haven’t died enough?

The only one not having such thoughts was Wang Shan.

He was somewhat tempted.

Because he knew this Yang Jian didn’t really care about ordinary people and wouldn’t deliberately harm them.

But Wang Shan hesitated.

Because such actions involved risks and weren’t guaranteed to be safe.

What if Yang Jian didn’t move in time? Then the bait would certainly die.

“No one? That’s really a pity, this is a good chance to live, at least a higher survival rate than all of you hiding and running.”

“Ordinary people should have the awareness of ordinary people. When an opportunity comes, you must grab it.”

Someone cursed, “Bullshit! Even if I die, I won’t be your bait. Haven’t you already caused us enough misery?”

In despair, someone exploded with fury and didn’t care about Yang Jian anymore, breaking out in abuse.

Yang Jian wasn’t angry, he wouldn’t get angry with a dead person: “If no one is willing, then I will have to choose someone.”

“Wait, I, I’ll do it.” However, just at that moment, the female messenger called Yang Xiaohua from the second floor spoke up, biting her lip.

“I will be your bait.”

“You?” Yang Jian’s gaze slightly hardened as he looked at her.

“What is your name?”

“Yang Xiaohua.”

Yang Jian said, “I didn’t expect you to also have the surname Yang. Very well, then it’s you.”

“Yang Xiaohua, don’t agree to him, even if it costs us our lives; why should you obey his commands? Hasn’t he already made us suffer enough? Do you really believe he can resolve the fierce ghost? Don’t joke, he’s just a bit special, simply unkillable, but when facing the fierce ghost, he is sure to push you forward to die.”

“I don’t need you to worry about the decisions I make.” Yang Xiaohua retorted angrily.

She didn’t want to die, and after thinking it through, she believed that the chance of surviving as bait was bigger than doing nothing here.

Doing nothing meant death was only a matter of time.

But if she chose to believe Yang Jian this time, maybe a miracle would occur.

Moreover, Yang Xiaohua wasn’t recklessly gambling with her life; she made her decision based on her observations and attention.

Although this person was a bit twisted, he had his remarkable aspects.

“I particularly dislike flip-flopping. People should be trustworthy. Once you’ve agreed to be bait, you must follow through. If you repent halfway, I don’t know what excessive things I might do,” Yang Jian said.

“Don’t worry, I won’t repent,” Yang Xiaohua stared at Yang Jian.

Through the somewhat foggy glasses, she could still see the faint red light emitting from his eyes.

In the darkness, it was like two flickering lights, twinkling on and off.

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