In the following days, Zhao Yi helped a group of evil spirits with their ailments in Hanging Valley Town. He would often chat with Nurse Zhang, who weighed six hundred kilograms, and discuss medical cases with the hospital's neurologist, Dr. Liao.
Initially, Dr. Liao always felt out of place among the hospital's ghosts, with no one understanding him.
That was until he met Zhao Yi.
The two hit it off instantly, feeling as if they should have become sworn brothers on the spot.
But when Dr. Liao suggested Zhao Yi treat him to a meal, Zhao Yi knocked him out with a swift elbow strike.
By mid-month, the Tide of Demon Spirits finally arrived.
Zhao Yi took leave from the director of Fruit Hospital and returned to the guild's base.
About twenty members of the Slacker Guild chose to participate in the Tide of Demon Spirits. Of course, except for Zhao Yi, all of them borrowed the 50,000-point entry fee from the guild.
In the sky, dark clouds gathered and swirled.
It seemed as if endless ominousness lurked within, with an ancient god from the abyss staring from the center of the black clouds.
In an instant, beams of white light shot up from countless regions of the Chaotic Realm, transforming into streaks of light rushing towards the abyss at the center of the dark clouds—
...
[Secret Realm: Tide of Demon Spirits]
[Clue: Time and Space, Logical Loop]
[Task: Survive until the seventh day and escape the secret realm]
[Reward: 500 experience (other rewards to be obtained within the secret realm)]
[Note: Players can gain partial experience by killing each other in the secret realm. The higher the level of the unit killed, the more experience gained, but the slaughter value will double. Killing a player grants 2 slaughter points. Reaching 10 slaughter points will send you to the low-level Slaughter Arena after the secret realm ends, 50 points to the mid-level, 100 to the high-level, and over 500 points will result in direct obliteration.]
...
Eyes open.
The view was of a retro-style hotel room, with two bedrooms, a living room, and a private bathroom.
The wallpaper was somewhat faded and damaged, and a ticking clock hung above Zhao Yi's head.
The room was sparse, lacking any extra furnishings like cabinets, coffee tables, or a TV...
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None of them were present.
And... strangely, everything Zhao Yi looked at seemed to have faint cracks.
This feeling was odd and unsettling.
Moreover, the data that originally existed in Zhao Yi's eyes mostly turned into question mark garbles.
[Clock: ???]
[Note: ???]
...
[Bed: ???]
[Note: ——]
...
[Chandelier: ???]
[Note: ???]
...
"Interesting."
Zhao Yi grinned and sprang up from the bed.
"Survive until the seventh day... why 'survive'?"
The system's wording this time was peculiar and puzzling.
He reached out and patted his head.
However, after a few pats, Zhao Yi suddenly frowned.
He looked intently at his hand.
Clearly, he had just extended his left hand, so why was he now seeing... his right hand?
He tried again.
Good heavens!
This world seemed to have a rule... that reversed his left and right!
Zhao Yi walked left, only to find himself moving right!
"Damn!"
"Why am I reversed left and right?"
At this moment, a terrified scream came from the next room!
Soon, there were responses from other places:
"Me too!"
"Damn it... this isn't fair!"
"Shit... if we encounter any specters... we're done for!"
While everyone was panicking, Zhao Yi awkwardly danced around the room like a twisted pretzel.
"Like a seaweed, seaweed, seaweed... swaying with the wind... seaweed...!"
...
In the live streaming room:
: Damn! Brother Zhao is live? Is this the Tide of Demon Spirits?
: Damn, I'm late!
: Is it necessary to be this flashy right at the start?
: Brother Zhao has quite a lot of points, 50,000?
: Probably borrowed.
: I think you're underestimating my big brother Zhao Yi!
: This is going to be a good show, the tasks in the Tide of Demon Spirits secret realm are always ridiculously difficult, and the mortality rate is high. Those who survive... less than one percent!
...
Until the urge to pee hit, Zhao Yi stopped his twisting dance and headed to the bathroom.
Pants down.
Aim.
Fire!
A shiver.
Pants up.
By now, Zhao Yi had basically adapted to this body that was reversed left and right.
While washing his hands, Zhao Yi noticed that the mirror in front of him had cracks, similar to other items.
He reached out and touched it.
It was smooth.
The reflection of himself in the mirror was unscathed.
So... where did these strange cracks come from?
Leaving the bathroom, Zhao Yi approached the desk.
The desk was near the balcony, with sunlight outside, and on it lay a diary, a calendar, and a camera.
Opening the diary, it read:
[February 15]
[A chainsaw-wielding killer suddenly broke in through the door, attempting to kill you, but you successfully defeated it with your extraordinary skills and threw it into the shredder.]
...
The back of the diary couldn't be turned.
It seemed to be sealed by some mysterious force.
Only this page could be viewed.
The calendar showed that today was February 15.
And the camera sat there without any explanation.
[???: ???]
[Note: Can only be used once]
...
Can only be used once?
Zhao Yi stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming, when suddenly ten terrifying banging sounds came from outside the door!
These sounds occurred almost simultaneously, as if pre-timed.
Immediately after, Zhao Yi's room was kicked open, and a tall faceless man, wielding a bloody chainsaw, rushed in, ready to slice Zhao Yi in half without a word!
Zhao Yi deftly dodged, the scalpel in his hand slicing a line of blood through the air.
The faceless man was weak, so weak that Zhao Yi was slightly surprised.
He turned to look at the faceless man who had already fallen to the ground and did not throw its body into the shredder.
Zhao Yi wanted to see what would happen if he didn't follow the diary's instructions.
There was an air wall at the room's door.
Zhao Yi couldn't get out.
But he could throw the faceless man's body out.
Standing at the door, Zhao Yi discovered that there were 10 players on the same floor, each in different hotel rooms.
They were also facing the faceless man's attack.
The faceless men's weapons varied, but they were all pathetically weak, completely mismatched with the aura they exuded.
Everyone managed to get through this crisis without any real danger!
"Damn!"
"What the hell is this?"
"Scared me to death!"
"I thought it was something powerful!"
"Haha! The Tide of Demon Spirits, just like that!"
...
Zhao Yi closed the door.
He checked the entire room.
Nothing.
The window couldn't be opened either.
With nothing to do, he lay on the bed.
Listening to the ticking of the clock.
3H... 5H...
Unknowingly, it was already 11 PM.
But outside...
It was still bright and sunny...
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