After making up his mind, Yang Jian no longer hesitated. He immediately sprang into action. While the fire in the stove hadnât reignited, he had to get to the third floor of the Caesar Hotel as quickly as possible.
For safety reasons, he couldnât use the stairs to get to the third floor; he had to use the elevator.
Although there was a ghost in the elevator, it was a safer route because it offered a way to promptly evacuate the third floor when necessary.
But if they used the stairs to reach the third floor, they might get trapped there.
Soon enough.
The three of them halted their steps and stopped again in front of the elevator.
They pressed the elevator button.
In such a weird place, this elevator still operated, accompanied by some clanking sounds of malfunction. Yang Jian heard the elevator inside the shaft descending.
Meanwhile.
Wang Genquan and Dong Yulan also dared not stay in that room any longer.
Because at this moment, the room had already been swallowed by darkness, and in that darkness, Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan caught the sound of footsteps coming quickly from the shadows, footsteps belonging to someone not among them.
âWe need to leave here too; we canât stay here any longer.â Dong Yulan fled the room, her heart pounding with fear, not sure which way to go for a moment.
Wang Genquan said, âNow that Ah Nan is dead, Zhu Jian is dead, our ability to act is severely limited. We have only two options: either shamelessly follow Yang Jian and his groupâif they succeed, we might catch a break. Of course, following them also carries the risk of getting killed again.â
âWhatâs the other option?â Dong Yulan fell silent for a moment.
She really didnât dare stay together with Yang Jian any longer. This guy would act at the drop of a hat, kill without hesitation, not a bit caring.
More importantly, Yang Jian was extraordinarily capable; even the fierce ghost couldnât easily kill him. It was impossible for her to go up against such an existence.
âThe dead can be resurrected, so we can find a way to gather Ah Nan, Zhu Jian, and the others again and then act together. But they would most likely just be novices without experience or skill and could become a burden after resurrection,â Wang Genquan said.
Both options had pros and cons; it was crucial to make a choice.
âThisâŠâ Dong Yulan suddenly didnât know what choice to make.
Wang Genquan said, âIf you canât decide, itâs okay. Our priority now is to ensure our own safety and quickly leave this area. We canât stay here anymore; even Yang Jian and his group chose to evacuate. We donât have their capabilities; staying here will get us killed by the ghost.â
With that, the two quickly fled the area.
But they didnât dare go to the third floor, instead staying on the fourth floor.
âWang Genquan, Dong Yulan, why didnât you act? You all got me killed, I want revengeâŠâ
At that moment, a familiar voice echoed from the darkness of the room behind them.
It was Zhu Jianâs voice.
It seemed Zhu Jian was still alive, complaining about why his former comrades didnât attack Yang Jian, which led to his death.
âEven in death, controlled by a fierce ghost?â Wang Genquan couldnât help but glance back.
Inside that pitch-black room, he vaguely saw a person walk out. Whether it was Zhu Jian he couldnât tell; the environment was too dark to see clearly. He could only confirm it was a man with a somewhat familiar figure.
âLetâs run and shake that thing off.â Dong Yulan, hearing the voice, felt a chill down her spine and desperately wanted to escape from there.
The two ultimately decided not to reunite with Yang Jian. They thought Yang Jian was also very dangerous and posed a risk of getting killed, so they just wanted to find a safe place to stay first.
As they gradually distanced themselves from that dangerous area, their taut nerves slightly relaxed.
Even knowing that they could be resurrected after dying,
but losing all memories post-resurrection, essentially making it indistinguishable from dying once.
So they never wanted to die, always wanting to survive.
âOver here.â Suddenly.
A womanâs voice was heard, and in the middle of a corridor stood a woman in a qipao, her expression cold.
âXiang Lan.â
Seeing this, Dong Yulanâs eyes widened in surprise and a bit of delight.
Being trapped here together, they had seen each other before and knew of each otherâs existence. The only difference was whether their memory of previous encounters was intact.
Coincidentally.
This time, Dong Yulan hadnât lost her memory, and because Yang Jian had resurrected Xiang Lan, she also retained her memories, reducing much of the hassle of communication.
The two immediately ran towards where Xiang Lan stood.
As the group reunited, an extra measure of safety seemed to be added.
âFollow me.â Xiang Lan decisively led them forward to avoid danger and reach a safe place.
âWhy are you here? Have you been resurrected again?â Dong Yulan asked.
Xiang Lan replied, âI never died; it was Yang Jian who restored me.â
âYang Jian?â
Hearing this name, Dong Yulanâs expression clearly froze. She didnât expect Yang Jian to rescue Xiang Lan; she thought he only killed people.
Xiang Lan continued, âTime is running out. Everything here is spiraling out of control because someone is trying to erase Yang Jianâs group, triggering a series of chain reactions and causing many unpredictable things. This presents an opportunity for us.â
âHow could that be? Is everything here being controlled by someone?â Dong Yulan exclaimed in surprise.
âBased on information Iâve recorded before, I can confirm there are ten people trapped here under the curse. Excluding me, Ah Nan, you, Wang Genquan, and Zhu Jian, there are five others we havenât encountered.â
Xiang Lan said this as she walked.
âAmong those five, some met special circumstances, being killed by ghosts, and didnât resurrect again. I donât know the exact number of those who died accidentally, but I know one of us succeeded.â
âSucceeded in what?â Wang Genquan, who had been silent, couldnât help but ask.
Xiang Lan said, âSucceeded in controlling a particular fierce ghost, and through Supernatural Power, can manipulate everything here. The traces of that person have been completely erased, so I donât know who it is, but if heâs trying to kill Yang Jian, he will definitely show himself.â
âPerhaps we can break the curse and escape through that person.â
âSo what do we do?â
Dong Yulan said, âWhether facing that person or confronting Yang Jian, we have no chance of winning.â
âI know, but we have been trapped here for so long, long enough to leave some backup plans.â Xiang Lan said, âOn one of our previous gatherings, similar to today, we managed to control Supernatural Power, even more successfully and powerfully than any other time.â
âBut we still failed, yet before failing, we left backups, right in a certain room. We need to go to that room to retrieve the Supernatural Power we once controlled, though we donât know what the outcome will be. But it shouldnât be worse.â
âAnd I also need to find the resurrected Ah Nan and Zhu Jian again. Only by combining the strength of five can we change all.â
âSo thatâs how it is.â
Dong Yulan and Wang Genquan suddenly felt enlightened.
Turns out that during a previous gathering, they had made so many preparations, just to turn the tables in a dire situation at a suitable opportunity.
âNow do we return to that dangerous place again?â
Dong Yulan asked with lingering fear.
Xiang Lan said, âDonât worry, I will first lead you to that room to let you harness Supernatural Power, and then we will search for the others.â
âThat way, it will be much safer.â Dong Yulan slightly nodded.
As they moved, Yang Jian was also on the move.
The elevator, full of signs of damage, carried the three of them down continuously.
The lights in the elevator occasionally flickered, with no immediate sign of going out.
This indicated the elevator was functioning normally, with no supernatural interference.
Yet, in the middle of the elevator, a firewood stove was conspicuously noticeable.
The fire in the stove was nearly extinguished.
But as time passed, the fire in the stove showed signs of reigniting because the fierce ghost dismembered by Yang Jian with the Firewood Knife was resurrecting.
The fierce ghost in the stove was unusual, recovering quickly.
Other fierce ghosts, after being dismembered twice continuously, wouldnât resurrect anytime soon.
âHopefully, we have enough time; otherwise, it will be very troublesome.â
Yang Jianâs expression shifted slightly as he stared at the gradually reigniting stove.
The elevator would open on the third floor. If the fire was not reignited by then, they would have to face the attack of the fierce ghost on the third floor. But if it reignited too early, the elevator would be affected, and Yang Jian would have to hack it once again to stop the stove from reigniting.
He had to time it just right.
However, the supernatural was filled with various uncertainties; getting the timing perfect was something Yang Jian didnât see himself having the luck for.
So he prepared to control and adjust.
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