The chill at the back of his head startled Qin Nuo.

  He whipped around, but there was nothing behind him.

  Spsh...

  He heard the sound of flowing water, and when Qin Nuo turned his head, he saw the TV was overflowing with blood, thick bck blood tinuously spilling out from the s.

  This se, wasn't it exactly like the image oV?

  The old man remained indifferent.

  The terrifying injuries on his body made it hard to look directly at him.

  "What is going on?" Qin Nuo asked with a frown.

  "These are all illusions."

  "If you leave the chair out of fear, it would be really bad." The Blood-Eyed Ghost warned.

  "Calm down, that's what you o do now!"

  The Blood-Eyed Ghost's words snapped Qin Nuo back to reality. He looked up at the clo the wall.

  There were ten minutes left for the instaask.

  Leaving the seat would mean failing the task, and it might even ahe old man, ending up like the couple iV.

  IV, the couple's bodies were hanging from the ceiling fan, like cured meat, but what dripped down wasn't oil, it was bck blood.

  Perhaps because he kept staring at the TV, Qin Nuo felt the air around him being eerie.

  A stant chill came from behind, as if a pair of hands were ing around his neck, ready to lift his head at any moment.

  "Is the oil mp not w because of the instaask?" Qin Nuo g the still-burning wick.

  The blood spilling from the TV had reached his feet, sticky and unfortable.

  Gradually, Qin Nuo's mind inexplicably became restless and uneasy.

  His eyes kept darting to the clo the wall, each tick of the sed ha like ay to Qin Nuo.

  His body felt like it was being bitten by tless ants, making the urge to stand up and escape stronger and stronger.

  IV, the ceiling fan was still spinning, but the two bloody corpses were gone.

  Then, two bloody hands reached out from the TV, two naked, bloody bodies struggling to crawl out.

  "The way to overe fear is to face it head-on."

  "The more fearless I appear, the less they do, the more frustrated they bee!"

  With this thought, Qin Nuhtened his neck, gring at the two bloody figures ing towards him.

  "If you have the guts, kill me!"

  Qin Nuo even said this, not out of bravery, but to give himself some ce.

  The bloody figures kept crawling towards Qin Nuo, iines and ans dragging on the ground, but no matter how terrifying, they ouched Qin Nuo.

  The bloodied hands that seemed like they would tear Qin Nuo apart waved in front of him but never grabbed him.

  He didn't know how much time had passed.

  The clo the wall suddenly chimed.

  Three-thirty in the m.

  Half an hour had finally passed!

  Qin Nuo suddenly looked up, the two bloody figures had disappeared, there was no bck blood flowing on the ground, the TV flickered with static, the frame covered in dust, no trace of blood ever spilling out.

  "gratutions to the host for pleting the D-level instaask, additional scores will be settled after pleting the instance!"

  Qin Nuo let out a sigh of relief.

  This was entirely a psychological battle!

  "This instaask, regardless of the horror or difficulty, shouldn't be D-level, is it because of the enhanightmare mode?" Qin Nuo muttered.

  On the sofa, the old man still sat peacefully, eyes closed, a slight smile on his lips.

  It seemed as if he was satisfied and peacefully fell asleep after someone apanied him through a movie...

  If these were all illusions.

  Then the recorded movie pying oV, was it real or fake?

  Qin Nuo didn't have the mind to dwell on this question, he focused on the old man's movements, carefully picked up the puzzle, then got up and quietly left the room.

  Closing the door, Qin Nuo held the oil mp, the two puzzle pieces in his palm automatically fitting together like mags.

  Ohe pieces were joihe background became reizable.

  It was an eye, judging by the eyeshes, a woman's eye.

  With a distinct smoky makeup, the eye exuded a kind of sinister charm!

  "A woman's puzzle?" Qin Nuo raised an eyebrow.

  "What crucial clue could a rovide?"

  "Looking at the woman's eye, there's always a strange feeling, not like a mental hospital patient, but rather a magical feeling."

  Of course, these were just Qin Nuo's self-eaining analyses.

  After all, from just one eye, he couldn't deduything useful.

  Qin Nuo put away the puzzle pieces and tio walk around the mental hospital with the oil mp.

  Half an hour ter, the puzzle showed no further activity.

  Qin Nuo checked the time, there were still two hours until six in the m.

  The realism of the Horror World was very high, hunger and fatigue would affect the body's stamina.

  Of course, this feeling was minimal.

  So, nearly two hours of sleep was enough for Qin Nuo.

  As for the other two guys, Qin Nuo didn't have the mind to worry about their physical dition.

  Returning to the third floor of the dormitory building, Qin Nuo had just reached the staircase when he heard a dull thud.

  It seemed like something had fallen.

  Qin Nuo approached with the oil mp, something in the darkness seemed to quickly leave upon seeing the spreading firelight.

  o ask, it was those things in the dark.

  Qin Nuo paused, stepping on a hand at his feet, he set down the oil mp, revealing a headless corpse.

  A head rolled over from the front.

  "It's a pyer."

  Qin Nuo murmured, looking at the caregiver uniform on the corpse.

  Clearly, every night there were pyers without white dles or oil mps, but not everyone was like the blond man, able to survive the night from the terrifying things in the nightmare.

  This pyer was evidently strong too, but unfortunately, still fell short by over an hour, uo st until dawn.

  Qin Nuo returo his room with the oil mp.

  The faint white light on the horizon gradually drove away the night.

  The things in the darkness of the mental hospital gradually retreated.

  Qin Nuo pced the oil mp on the et, then y down, after a thrilling night, his exhausted body and mind quickly drifted into sleep...

  ...

  At six, the clo the wall chimed six times, and Qin Nuo opened his eyes.

  The m light pierced through the misty haze, flooding the room, the darkness pletely driven away.

  Qin Nuo got up ainguished the oil mp, after a night, the wick was half burned.

  To be safe, if there's a ce ter a passive task today, Qin Nuo still hoped to acquire another oil mp.

  Although the night was a bit thrilling, there were gains as well.

  But another clue said that there would be singing at night, why didn't he hear it st night?

  Or was it somewhere else that he didn't hear?

  Qin Nuo didn't have time to pohese questions, the m was tight, he got up, tidied his clothes, and prepared to go out.

  Today, the caregiver's work was ohing.

  There was another important matter.

  And that was dealing with the guy who set him up!

  The Multi-Faced Ghost couldn't escape responsibility, besides it, there should be other aplices.

  Qin Nuo didn't like to provoke others unless others provoked him.

  If the Multi-Faced Ghost insisted on c death, it couldn't bme him!

  JOSOLUNA