Chapter 482 Weird Main Mission
Everyone was already familiar with the routine of the night.
About two hours later, a familiar feeling appeared, and Xiao Jin's vision began to shrink instantly until it returned to normal.
But they were not in a hurry to show up. Instead, they were like a cheetah lurking in the dark night, quietly lying in the shadows, silently observing the actions of the humans in the villa.
When the moonlight penetrated the mist and illuminated a corner of the courtyard, the huge wooden box began to shake violently, and then countless strange figures of all sizes crawled out of the box.
Not long after, a contaminated, distorted toy accidentally caught the sight of a servant.
Since the contaminated toys yesterday were all cleaned up by the players, the people in the villa didn't have time to see them. So after discovering the contaminated toys, fear instantly spread like wildfire in the villa.
"Ahhh, help!"
"Destroy them, quickly."
"The devil, it must be the devil, it has sent down divine punishment to punish us."
People began to panic, with screams and shouts coming one after another.
While they were running blindly, trying to escape from the unknown fear, they also instinctively picked up anything at hand that could be used as a weapon and launched a desperate counterattack, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in despair.
However, something even more frightening happened. A servant was unfortunately knocked to the ground by a contaminated creature lurking in the dark while panicking. The sharp claws instantly tore his chest, and blood gushed out, staining the bluestone path red. This should have been a fatal blow that triggered a system warning, but unexpectedly, it did not cause any system reaction, as if the rules of this world were quietly rewritten at this moment.
The players looked at each other, their hearts filled with doubts, they couldn't understand why the system turned a blind eye to this, and their fear and uneasiness about the unknown became stronger. At the other end of the villa, Xiao Jin was completely unaware of this. She was leading Chu Yuan and the other two, carefully moving through the complex corridors of the villa under the cover of morning light. Their goal was to find a secret room hidden deep in the villa, where it was said that there was a key clue that could reverse the situation.
Xiao Jin's steps were light and firm.
In the villa, from the brightly lit kitchen to the dark and quiet third floor, every step seems to be stepping on the dust of history, and tonight, this journey will be given unprecedented tension and excitement.
The first thing that greeted them was the long corridor with dim lights, which were soft but bright enough to illuminate all the secrets. The hostess, a middle-aged woman with a gentle face but sharp eyes, was sitting on a carved wooden chair, knitting a sweater deftly in her hands, revealing her self-evident calmness and elegance in every stitch. At her feet, a rusty mousetrap lay quietly, as if it was a tiny crisis hidden under this calm appearance, reminding everyone who stepped into this place that the tranquility here is not as simple as it seems.
Then, as they carefully walked around the hostess and headed for the staircase that led to the second and third floors, an unexpected obstacle appeared. A little boy about ten years old, with a childish face but a firm look in his eyes, was crouching in the shadows holding a simulated toy gun, his eyes flashing with excitement and nervousness in the night. The gun barrel was not loaded with real bullets, but small and sharp salt bullets, which were enough to cause considerable trouble at close range. This was undoubtedly a combination of cunning and bravery that is unique to children.
Finally, when they overcame numerous difficulties and stepped onto the somewhat empty platform on the third floor, they were greeted by no longer pure silence, but even tighter alertness. Two neatly uniformed male servants, with burly figures and steady steps, were patrolling meticulously with walkie-talkies on their waists. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, always alert to any disturbance. The air was filled with an inviolable majesty that made people hold their breath involuntarily.
"We will split up," Xiao Jin's voice was deep and powerful, like an undercurrent in the night. He quickly assigned tasks. "Tong Xiaolu, use your wit to lure away the perceptive hostess. Song Chao, use your speed and agility to quietly get rid of the little boy. Chu Yuan and I will be responsible for dealing with those well-trained male servants. We need to make a quick decision."
As the plan unfolds, thrilling scenes are staged one after another. Tong Xiaolu, with her unique sweet smile and impeccable acting skills, easily draws the hostess's attention to the other side; Song Chao, like a clever cheetah, quietly approaches the little boy and successfully removes the threat with a beautiful fake move; and Xiao Jin and Chu Yuanze cooperate tacitly, taking advantage of the terrain and speed, and engage in a battle of wisdom and strength with the male servants.
The whole operation was carried out almost perfectly, and every step was like a carefully choreographed dance, tense yet elegant, exciting yet with a hint of subtle harmony. Every corner of this ancient mansion left a mark of their bravery and wisdom, and all of this will become an unforgettable adventure chapter in their hearts.
Tong Xiaolu's springy legs deliberately made a noise at the end of the corridor, and the hostess really chased after him with knitting needles in hand; Song Chao's formation silently put the boy into a coma; and Xiao Jin and Chu Yuan——
"boom!"
Chu Yuan's magic cube turned into a rope, strangling the neck of a male servant; Xiao Jin's plastic palm cut into the carotid artery of another person like a knife. The two bodies fell down softly without making any sound.
"Walk!"
The four of them quickly came to the iron door. The chain was still hanging, but the keyhole showed signs of recent prying - it seemed that the NPC had already checked here.
Xiao Jin's hand was on the door handle, and he suddenly turned back: "Are you ready? Releasing the 'author' may cause the copy to go berserk."
Chu Yuan grinned, revealing the steel wire in the cotton: "I've been wanting to do something big for a long time."
The moment the door opened, a strong smell of blood hit me in the face.
The scene in front of the workbench made everyone freeze in place—
Jian Yiqiu's condition was worse than yesterday.
The chain cut deeply into his wrists, and dark red blood dripped down the iron bed. His black shirt was almost soaked with sweat, clinging to his pale skin. The most terrifying thing was his eyes: his originally clear gray eyes were now bloodshot, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.
"Energy extraction has accelerated..." His voice was hoarse, "They found that... someone was getting closer to the truth..."